"Give our Great Mystery Sacred Sect another few hundred years, these dark creatures and Dashang won't have the qualifications to act recklessly!" Among the elders, Elder Fan spoke indifferently.
He was still the same as before, white-haired and hot-tempered, but his strength had progressed. He was now at the peak stage of the Nirvana Realm, just a step away from the Quasi-Sage Realm. It seemed he could break through at any moment. However, that single step had halted countless lifetimes.
Even today, amongst the many holy lands, only the Great Mystery Sacred Sect still had a Nirvana Realm elder.
"I heard that the Holy Son has become a saint, and even has the aid of a Saint King Realm master. If he returns now, even Dashang wouldn't dare be so brazen! And those dark creatures could be easily dealt with too." Another elder spoke up. As his voice fell, a look of melancholy flashed over the other elders' and Holy Lord's faces.
