Although the three Great Saints and the other Saints didn't voice their insults, the disbelief in their eyes was plain to see.
Qin Feng snorted coldly and strode to the palace gates in just a few steps.
The palace gates were vast, wreathed in a layer of terrifying, porcelain-white Divine Fire that would daunt any who looked upon it.
Using his Cloud Ascending Divine Thought, Qin Feng's hands began Sealing as his formidable Divine Thought pierced through the Prohibitions on the palace gate.
Though the Array before him was powerful, to Qin Feng, it was merely a tangled ball of yarn. As long as he found the loose end, unraveling it would be child's play.
He formed Hand Seals, and countless streams of True Power circulated, glowing with a brilliant silver light. They transformed into thousands of Runes, which swirled around him like a galaxy.
"Ancient Runes?"
A peculiar glint flashed in the Jialan Celestial Maiden's eyes.
