"Oh? Tianji has arranged the Saints? Who are they?" Ji Dong asked in surprise, his pupils visibly contracting. Who the Heavenly Stem Saints are is extremely important to him. Perhaps if the previous generation of Bright Heavenly Stem Saints hadn't been so despicable, the catastrophe of Holy Evil Island wouldn't have occurred.
Ji Yeshang said, "They are all people you know, or you could say are our own people.
Bright Wood Saint Yao Qianshu,
Bright Yi Wood Saint, vacant,
Luminous Celestial Saint of Yin Yang Dual Fire Ji Dong,
Bright St. of Yang Thunder Frey,
Bright Wu Earth Saint, vacant,
Saint of the Heavenly Stems of Earth of Light Miao Miao,
Luminous Celestial Saint of Geng Gold Du Xin'er,
Saint of Bright Xin Gold Ah Jin,
Saint of the Bright Heavenly Stem Du Ming,
Saint of the Heavenly Stems of Water of Light Lan Bao'er."
Upon hearing Ji Yeshang's words, Ji Dong breathed a sigh of relief and a rare smile appeared on his face, "Indeed, they are all our own people."
