When this overwhelming aura descended,
Xu Zimei was instantly suppressed in place, with a supreme force raining down incessantly from above.
The organs inside his body, as well as his limbs and bones, seemed to have halted.
Even his True Fate appeared to be solidifying.
He slightly raised his head, only to see darkness in the firmament, nothing clear to the sight.
Before the figure arrived, this aura had already suppressed everything.
Bai Meng and the Seven-faced Demon General were about to come out, but Xu Zimei stopped them.
He calmly looked up at the sky.
Without a doubt, this was a Great Saint, a real Great Saint.
"Since you've made a move, why not show yourself?" Xu Zimei inquired.
"You should be completing your mission, not wasting time here on matters unrelated to you," came a faint response from the firmament.
"Come out and we can talk," said Xu Zimei.
"I don't speak with those who hide their heads and tails."
