"Supreme Heaven Great Sage..."
Yang Jian murmured to himself, as though once again beholding the dominant figure who fought both heaven and earth, a pride surpassing the skies.
Meanwhile, the golden cudgel swiftly shrank, darting through the air before ultimately flying back into the vortex of thunderclouds.
The ferocity that permeated the heavens and the earth was, however, gradually intensifying, with exclamations coming from all directions:
"Supreme Heaven Great Sage?"
"Who is the Supreme Heaven Great Sage? Such an audacious title!"
"With such formidable power, to say he matches the heavens is no exaggeration..."
"He has already punctured the sky!"
"It seems like he was summoned by His Majesty..."
Qin Jun took a deep breath, his gaze fixated on the lightning vortex in the sky where the seven-colored radiance was becoming increasingly dazzling.
The pantheon of Gods and Demons behind him responded in silence, including the monks and generals above the Holy City.
