"It's not that it just struggles to trap the Hunluo Cloud Brocade, but even severing it would be quite a stretch!"
As the ancient ancestral god, and the first ancestral god who emerged from all sides, how could Saint Xin not have a keen eye, and how could he not immediately see that Xu Xiaoshou was borrowing force?
So, which name is he borrowing, and from where is the force coming?
"Apricot Realm!"
The answer lies in Xu Xiaoshou's transformation on stage, sparing no cost to guide everyone into the protective arena of the Apricot Realm among the billion cultivators.
This crazy idea emerged in my mind.
Saint Xin did not want to do this, because if the new Heavenly Realm is formed, perhaps another Bazhun'an or a third might emerge among these people.
Even without them, in the iterations of time, extraordinary talents are bound to be born.
But at this moment, he had no choice.
