534 Brewing: Part 1

"Powerful… amazing…"

"Holy Emperor? Is this what you really rely on?"

Inside the Astral Mere, vortexes that looked like pale blue clouds slowly spun under the control of the gloomy hall, above which floated a huge dark-gold clock.

An old man, shrouded in pure, holy light, holding a golden staff engraved with a dragon head, was feeling his newfound power inside him.

"Holy power, the power that purifies everything. Anyone who masters the holy power will master the world. This saying is so true."

The Great Sage, now should be called the Sage King, was immersing himself in the massively terrifying power.

The Sage King had all the information on the leadership of the Sanctum, which would facilitate his take over the holy cities, sitting back and enjoying while he took all the powers of the Sanctum.