Chapter 892: Baiyi: ...So It Was Like This

The Dream Realm belongs to the Saints, and everything in it seems so real.

The aura of light spread throughout the immeasurable World Sea, with the consciousness of each world retracting its aura.

The pirates of the World Sea began their retreat.

This is an aura of supreme power.

It belongs to an existence that pirates and those below the Transcendent World cannot resist.

A single one of these beings can rival all worlds below the Transcendent World.

Even the top-tier Tier Nine World, exhausting all its power, can at best resist but has no chance of victory.

Not to mention Ulrich at the peak of the world’s end.

Even Ulrich at this time, the Xia Era, aside from a few Great Level beings, none would dare to guarantee victory over Ulrich.

Not even undefeated can be assured.

The Saints are like Gods who have embarked early on the Divine Road, with a foundation built through ages, often stronger than many True Gods.

One is a breakthrough of rules, the other a breakthrough of self; the Saints, at least those of the Intelligence and main body, are somewhat stronger than gods of the same level.

Take Baiyi, for instance, who leaps tiers unbelievably.

Baiyi’s main aspect is the Light Side, which is still a Tier Ten Legendary.

Most other Saints rarely exhibit such a phenomenon, while Ulrich is considered halfway there.

Beyond the World.

A weighty look appeared in the eyes of the ambushed alliance members.

Supreme Eternity!

They did not expect that the group hiding in the shadows would be of the Supreme Eternal Level.

Exchanging glances, they transmitted the scene back to the alliance headquarters and began using a Secret Technique to explain the situation to their world’s supreme beings.

Since the Tower of Soul alliance is planning against the Saints,

it wouldn’t be up to these Root Sources to hold them steady.

Their role, to put it precisely, is merely as an outpost.

Once the news is confirmed, the highest in this world will come out and, following the exposed Saints, uproot the organization of the Saints.

As for whether they have the strength…

Every Eternal has an invincible heart, not from arrogance or pride, but a confidence in their own power.

At least… facing those of the same level, they are certain they are not invincible, but neither would they fall among equals.

And they are the world’s limit, creators of the Transcendent World, controllers of the entire World Sea.

In this world, they are heaven, and cannot lose.

Within the World.

The fully unleashed Ulrich’s eyes appeared slightly Scarlet.

When completing the Saint’s test, there are three paths for Saints, one of peace, one of balance, and one of slaughter.

Any Saint who chooses the power of slaughter is the strongest among equals, beyond even other Saints, and certainly beyond the Bizarre.

Sinister, solemn, noticed by all.

The King’s of this world feels the aura above and remembers certain prophecies known only to the royal family.

Whenever the world falls into a world-ending crisis, the glory of their ancestors will descend to save their descendants from peril.

The prophecy now fulfilled, a certain ascended elder appears to have returned.

He hurriedly straightened his slightly disordered royal robe, knelt towards the sky, and began to wail loudly, completely ignoring the Legends reinforced by Sahari.

Ulrich’s eyes became very peculiar, casually glancing, the light side of someone, and the dark side exposed by light appeared before her.

As the Light Controller of this era, she can see anything she wished, as the world has duality, so do humans.

However, the ultimate in light is not the absence of darkness, but illuminating it, reading into it, and delving into deeper darkness.

Without darkness, where is the light, and without light, what is darkness?

In Ulrich’s eyes, this junior has done reasonably well, even though not her descendant, still commendable.

Turning to those trembling invaders.

A hint of sinister appeared on Ulrich’s face, blood qi filled her eyes.

The Scarlet in the light gradually turned the aura of the divine and just towards chaos.

She did not utter a word.

Merely raised her hand.

The Legends who were retreating were frozen in mid-air.

Wherever light exists, it is Ulrich’s domain.

And in the domain of the Eternal Level, below the Divine Level, no one can resist.

“King… save… me…”

Drew’s voice faltered in his mouth, receiving no response.

The Light Controller said not a word, yet his body was being assimilated by the light.

His blood turned to a magnificent painting, depicting his life in the light.

Soul, blood, power, all judged by light through acts of evil.

The intent to kill in Ulrich’s eyes grew more evident, yet she became increasingly silent.

The blood of millions stained the light scarlet, yet justice remained sacred, though the source turned chaotic.

Saints of slaughter have their own creed: Those who align with my heart are righteous, those who do not are wicked.

Her light, that is light, but that which is defined by all living beings as light, to Ulrich, was nothing.

Blood gathered, its color faded, turning from scarlet to gray, from gray to pure white.

Ulrich breathed deeply, a hint of exhilaration appeared on her face.