He slowly walked over.
"What's he going to do?"
"It seems... planning to leave the Holy Road?"
The Semi-Saints couldn't believe it, yet it seemed inevitable.
A Semi-Saint hesitated; allowing [Yesteryear] to leave, does it mean they passed, or not?
Seeming to notice some planning to act, [Yesteryear] dropped a line: "Stay put, or I'll slaughter you."
He didn't even regard the three thousand Semi-Saints.
[Yesteryear] walked to the edge of chaos. As long as he stepped into chaos, he would be outside the Holy Road, entering the contemporary great universe.
With [Yesteryear]'s power, chaos naturally couldn't stop him. He could even already harness chaotic forces for his own use.
"Halt." The Saint responsible for maintaining the Holy Temple's order appeared.
Before he spoke, the Semi-Saints noticed nothing; he just suddenly appeared without any prelude.
