Beneath the Saint, all are mere ants!
To the White-clothed Empress, they are no different from ants.
Going forward would not only fail to assist Hong Jun, but would also become a burden to him.
Therefore, staying put and stabilizing the four Chaos Elements of earth, fire, wind, and water was stronger than anything.
"How is this possible?!"
"You've just used some secret techniques to advance to the level of a Saint, how can you further enhance your power?"
Enveloped in Immortal Light, Hong Jun, his eyes nearly bursting, showed an expression of disbelief.
Cultivation is something that is accumulated over days and months, not something that can be boosted with just one or two secret techniques.
If that were the case, who would still cultivate?!
His current cultivation was achieved through the accumulation of billions of years and various kinds of fortunes, eventually reaching the fruit of Saint.
