"No...impossible...how...how can this be?"
Suddenly, a furious and extreme low roar echoed, and Houtu, who had been blasted away by Ye Xuan, returned, her once noble and elegant demeanor shattered. Her hair, once perfectly arranged, was now in a disarray, devoid of any Saintly composure.
At this moment.
Houtu seemed to be suffering a tremendous blow, as if caught in a frenzy of obsession. Her gaze toward Ye Xuan was filled with an incomprehensible complexity.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible. You do not possess the Heavenly Dao Saintly Might, you haven't become a Saint, how can you have Holy Power within you?"
Houtu screamed in madness, her eyes fixed on Ye Xuan with a look of absolute horror. The black Holy Power Ye Xuan had unleashed was too terrifying, instilling a fear of death within her soul, even annihilating her Reincarnation Holy Light.
