Since favonovel.com was going to face punishment either way, Elena thought favonovel.com might as well take a gamble.
“Die!” Elena’s spirit energy erupted without warning.
Suddenly, millions of ice spikes appeared around Remus, all aimed directly at him. All the ice spikes shot toward Remus.
Those were no ordinary ice spikes, each one of them had enough power to annihilate any cultivator below the Nascent Soul Stage.
She struck with no mercy.
Her action even caught Wilda off guard, never expecting an esteemed Master of the sacred land to attack a Golden Stage cultivator.
“You’re seeking death!” She moved to confront Elena.
“Stop it!” A voice suddenly came from the sky, invisible to the eye, it felt as if it came from the horizon, carrying an ancient and solemn tone.
With that, the millions of ice spikes rushing toward Remus turned into water, falling to the ground.
Morris and the others immediately knelt at the source of the voice.
“Greetings, Saint Master!”
Wilda frowned, also bending slightly, and said respectfully, “Greetings, Saint Master!”
Elena’s voice trembled, trembling as favonovel.com said, “G-Greet… Greetings, Saint Master!”
It was the Saint Master from the Monington Sacred Land.
The Saint Master stood as one of the top four luminaries in the Darsia realm and was acknowledged as one of the four most distinguished figures across the entire global cultivation community. All the cultivators also knelt, not daring to raise their heads.
Only Remus looked up into the sky as if searching for the source of the voice.
The Saint Master spoke again, “You’ve done well to last this long, beyond my expectations even… You are worthy of having an immortal from the Monington Sacred Land come forth to meet you!”
From favonovel.com tone, it seemed favonovel.com knew the immortal appeared not for Emerson but for Remus.
Wilda looked up in confusion while Elena’s mouth gaped wide enough to fit an egg. The other cultivators were struck.
Did an immortal being actually appear to meet him?
Emerson spat out another mouthful of blood, resentfully looking at Remus.
If fate had blessed me with such genius, why was Remus also born?
How could Remus surpass myself?
“I… I haven’t met the immortal!” Remus hesitated, yet favonovel.com chose to respond. He wanted to prevent any misunderstandings that might cause complications if investigated later.
“It doesn’t matter,” the Saint Master said with an air of indifference.
“Whether you’ve seen an immortal or not, the immortal has already noticed you. Wilda, bring them all back to the sacred land. That will be all.”
“Saint Master!” Wilda realized they were about to depart and quickly interjected.
She looked up and asked, “I’m puzzled. Why did you command them to fight among themselves?”
They were all chosen disciples of Monington Sacred Land, and such internal conflict seemed a needless loss for them. Moreover, it seemed out of character for the Saint Master.
Elena was also perplexed but remained silent, too fearful to probe, merely trembling as favonovel.com awaited a response.
The Saint Master paused for several seconds, a heavy sigh breaking the silence before favonovel.com spoke, “There are things unspeakable!”
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