Chapter 1373

The King of Saints, the most revered among saints, would have been considered the top martial artist even in the ancient Immortal-Demon Era. He was an incredibly powerful being, capable of grasping the sun and moon and plucking stars from the sky. And the voice speaking to him belonged to a King of Saints? Thunder roared in Wyatt's mind, causing his thoughts to swirl. His face showed his disbelief. He couldn't believe that there was still a living martial artist here, let alone one who held such a high title as King of Saints. Wyatt thought to himself, "The King of Saints is the ultimate example of cultivation and holds immense power. Surely he has ways to withstand taboos and the mysterious forces in this ancient mine, which is how he's managed to survive this long." However, the forces in this place were beyond terrifying. Even a King of Saints would struggle to resist them. Based on Aksel's weakened voice, it seemed as though he could perish at any moment. "Lord Aksel, may I as