Xiao Sheng, who was dressed in a blue robe, appeared on the field with these indifferent words.
Unlike the dazzling golden robes worn by Saints such as Xiao Chen and Saint Qing Jue, Xiao Sheng's attire couldn't be more ordinary.
Coupled with the fact that he didn't exude any aura, Xiao Chen looked like a person that no one would take a second look at if he was thrown into a crowd.
He gave off the impression that he was an ordinary person. However, the two Saints from the Fallen River Saint Sect didn't think so. Although Xiao Sheng didn't exude any aura when he appeared, no one would think that Xiao Sheng was an ordinary person without any cultivation base since he could appear out of thin air without anyone noticing.
The two Saints from the Fallen River Saint Sect frowned as they looked at Xiao Sheng solemnly. After a long while, one of the Saints seemed to have realized something and his expression changed drastically. He looked as though he had seen a ghost and his back was instantly drenched in sweat.
What exactly had he sensed that could make a Saint so terrified in an instant?
It was as though he had seen a ghost. Sensing the change in this Saint, another Saint from the Fallen River Saint Sect asked in confusion.
"What's wrong?"
"He … he … he's a quasi-saint …"
Facing the Saint's question, the Saint who was almost scared out of his wits stuttered.
That's right. This Saint felt a shred of the aura of a secondary saint from Xiao Sheng. As a Saint of the Fallen River Saint Sect, although the Fallen River Saint Sect was only a Saint Clan, it had been in existence for so many years. Naturally, the Fallen River Saint Sect had come into contact with secondary saint clans.
Moreover, there was actually a quasi-sage sect behind the Fallen River Saint Sect. It could be considered as the protector of the Fallen River Saint Sect. However, the Fallen River Saint Sect had to pay a hefty price every year for such a protector.
He had once been fortunate enough to see a quasi-saint from a quasi-saint sect from afar. That feeling was exactly the same as facing Xiao Sheng now. Moreover, the pressure that Xiao Sheng gave him was even more obvious.
There was clearly no aura coming from Xiao Sheng, but the Saint from the Fallen River Saint Sect felt a bone-deep pressure when he faced Xiao Sheng. This pressure made him involuntarily tremble from the bottom of his heart.
The two Saints from the Fallen River Saint Sect were scared out of their wits. It was hard to imagine that a quasi-saint sect would be standing in front of them at this moment. Moreover, it was simply unimaginable that there would be a quasi-saint sect on the small Tianchen Continent.
At this moment, the two Saints simultaneously recalled a piece of news that had come from the Tianhe Continent some time ago. it was that a new sect had been established by gathering the strength of the entire Tianhe continent.
However, the Fallen River Saint Sect did not take this rumor seriously. After all, a newly established Saint Sect was not worthy of the Fallen River Saint Sect's attention. Who would have thought that this newly established Saint Sect was not a Saint Sect, but a Quasi-Saint Sect?
Xiao Sheng's appearance made the two Saints from the Fallen River Saint Sect completely lose their composure. However, Wang Luo still did not realize the situation and still dared to threaten them.
"What, do you really want to attack me? Come if you have the guts. If anything happens to me, everyone on the Tianchen Continent will be buried with me. "
The two Saints, who were still thinking of using the Fallen River Saint Sect to threaten the Sacred Palace, cursed in their hearts when they heard Wang Luo's words.
He was simply an idiot. Even now, Wang Luo still did not realize that the Sacred Palace in front of him was a quasi-saint sect. It was obvious that a quasi-saint sect would not be afraid of a sacred sect.
Wang Luo was only the young sect master of the Fallen River Saint Sect. Even if his father, the Sect Master of the Fallen River Saint Sect, personally came, the Sacred Palace would probably not care about him.
They desperately signaled Wang Luo to stop talking. In the end, one of the Saints did not even care about Wang Luo's identity and forcibly restrained him, not allowing him to continue speaking. The other Saint cupped his hands and bowed to Xiao Sheng, his forehead drenched in cold sweat.
"My lords, please forgive us. Our young sect master is young and insensible. If he has offended you in any way, I hope that you will be magnanimous. In the future, the Fallen River Saint Sect will definitely give you an explanation."
A sacred sect, an existence that could easily destroy the Fallen River Saint Sect. How could they dare to be presumptuous?
Their attitude was very humble, but when Wang Luo saw this, he scolded angrily, "What are you doing? As a Saint of the Fallen River Saint Sect, how can you be so humble? How shameful. Let me go, let me go. "
Wang Luo felt that the Fallen River Saint Sect didn't need to lower their heads to the Saint Palace at all. Hearing his words, the two Saints of the Fallen River Saint Sect simply wanted to kill Wang Luo directly. He was simply an idiot.
Seeing the Saint of the Fallen River Saint Sect groveling, Xiao Chen and the others, including Saint Qing Jue, did not say anything. Only Xiao Sheng said indifferently.
"Explanation? No need to go through so much trouble. Today, the few of you are here to explain. Since you have come to the Tianchen Continent, there is no need to leave. Stay. "
Xiao Sheng's tone was very calm, but when it stopped in the ears of the two Saints of the Fallen River Saint Sect, it was like a sudden clap of thunder. It's over, the two of them thought at the same time.
Compared to the two Saints, Wang Luo was still arrogant as he shouted, "Leave us here? Hmph, who do you think you are? I am standing here today. What do you dare to do to me? Let me tell you, I am the young sect master of the Fallen River Saint Sect. If you dare to touch me, the Saints of the Fallen River Saint Sect will definitely flatten the Tianchen Continent. "
He was still threatening Xiao Sheng rudely. Hearing this, Xiao Sheng did not say anything more. A terrifying aura soared from his body.
This aura was far beyond that of a Saint. It was clearly something that only a quasi-saint could possess. When he sensed the aura, the Saint of the Fallen River Saint Sect who spoke earlier had a change in expression. He immediately knelt on the ground and begged Xiao Sheng for mercy.
"Quasi-sage, we didn't do it on purpose. Please be magnanimous and forgive us …."
Quasi-saint was the title of a quasi-saint. Only a quasi-saint was worthy of this title. However, in the face of this Saint's begging, Xiao Sheng smiled faintly. Then, he slowly reached out his right hand. Without any visible movement, he grasped the air. A huge palm formed from spiritual energy appeared out of thin air. Then, without any resistance, it grabbed the Saint of the Fallen River Saint Sect.
With a bang, the Saint of the River Fall Sacred Sect was crushed to death by Xiao Sheng's hand.
"I said, since you are here, stay."
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