"Die!"
Just before flying out of the divine palace's boundary, Saint Xin abruptly regained awareness, wondering if this was a form of guidance?
Clearly, he was just one step away from leaving the divine palace, but his foot felt as though it was filled with lead; he couldn't take another step forward, and this abrupt halt left Saint Xin extremely uncomfortable.
Saint Xin repressed the unbearable indignation that not even the Zero Ancestral God could swallow.
Not acting out in anger counts as true valor!
Rather, it's about not falling into a trap!
"While I'm in the divine palace, as long as I'm cautious about the dream that spans a millennium, Xu Xiaoshou is helpless against me."
"But once I leave the divine palace, I risk being harmed..."
With this thought, Saint Xin let out a muffled groan again, feeling the pain of backlash strike once more, almost spewing blood.
Turning around, could Xu Xiaoshou really be plotting?
