The 12 Dao ancestors stood proudly in the void, their terrifying holy might sweeping across, each holding an Innate Supreme Treasure that exuded a different aura, whether domineering, heavy, or treacherous...
They unleashed these distinct pressures upon Ying Yue, oppressing everyone on the Saint Gathering Platform.
At this moment, the Saint Gathering Platform was on edge, the atmosphere extremely tense.
Everyone was quite apprehensive, whether they were the numerous semi-saints from the 13 Greater Worlds or the Pangu Saints, everyone was very tense.
Excited.
Worried.
Thrilled.
Expectant.
Each person's feelings were vastly different!
