161 The River

"Since the three Saints have all taken their positions, let's begin" Venerable Xin ordered.

Seeing that the three Saints of humanity have entered battle with the six Beast Saints and started to cast their spells, Venerable Xin silently took a step back.

This was his only chance.

At this very moment, the three Saints' inner sight were locked onto the six Beast Saints, unable to divide their attention elsewhere.

Venerable Xin quickly tapped his Inventory Bag and took out a certain item.

It was a dusty old ceramic vase, unassuming at first glance.

But if you carefully looked, you'd see the top of the vase was covered in a thin layer of smoke, there seemed to be countless beings within that smoke, emitting a mourning air.

Looking at this item, Venerable Xin eyes couldn't help but become frenzied and boiling.