"You inherited the Supreme Saint Cultivation,"
The words of the middle-aged man lit the fuel on the altar. Many people from the lower or middle world may be unaware of the Supreme Saint, but what about cultivators from the upper world?
Supreme Saint stood atop the upper world, and everyone looked up to them with reverence. Only a few beings could reach the level of the Supreme Saint.
The matter of the floating valley may not have incited many of the cultivators from the upper world who sealed their cultivation and came down to the lower world.
But the Supreme Saint's inheritance was entirely different. Greed and jealousy could be seen in many eyes as they stared at Fang Yan as if they wanted to devour them.
Fang Yan's heart began to race, but he maintained a puzzled expression. "What Supreme Saint?"