1338: C1338 Breaking Through to the Eighth Level of the Saint Realm

C1338 Breaking Through to the Eighth Level of the Saint Realm

"Zhan Wuwei, you can't attack him!" The voice carried a supreme aura, causing the furious green-robed elder's face to turn pale.

"You. . . You are. . . " Disbelief flashed across the green-robed elder's face.

"Hmph, the Old Ancestor has been in seclusion for so many years. Can't he even recognize the Old Ancestor's voice?" The voice coldly harrumphed. Zhan Wuwei felt as if he had suffered a heavy blow. His body became unstable, and a trace of blood trickled down the corner of his mouth.

"Zhan. . . Zhan Xie Ancestor!" Zhan Wuwei shuddered.

Just like the status of Elder Ancestor Shixiong in the Yan Clan, Elder Ancestor Zhan Xie was also one of the True God experts left behind in the War God Ancient Race 100,000 years ago.

Zhan Wuwei had lived for more than ten thousand years, but he had only met Ancestor Zhan Xie once.

Zhan Wuwei had never expected that at this time, Ancestor Zhan Xie would stop him from seeking revenge even though he was not prepared to enter the Heavenly God Realm.

"Zhan Wuwei, if you dare to attack us personally, you will be making us True Gods your enemies!" Zhan Xie's cold voice rang out, causing Zhan Wuwei to break out in cold sweat.

Just what kind of background did that brat have, to actually. . .

Could it be that he could not take revenge for Tian Xing? Zhan Wuwei roared in his heart.

As a True God, Zhan Xie's horizons were naturally different from saint realm's. Just like Ancestor Shixiong, he knew that Han Feng had reached the sixth level of the Peak of Saint Realm before the age of forty, and his combat strength was comparable to the Saint Realm Small Success. Zhan Xie's first thought was that this kid was very likely to break through to the intermediate First Tribulation True God realm in the future, and the possibility of finding the entrance to the World of Gods was greater than theirs.

As such, Zhan Xie was naturally unwilling to see such a genius fall. At the very least, he couldn't afford to offend such a genius. Perhaps in the future, the other party would consider everyone as Forgotten Continents and Martial Cultivators. The experts of their ancient race could also follow him out of this continent.

However, when he saw Zhan Wuwei's sorrowful expression, Zhan Xie couldn't help but frown. No matter what, Zhan Wuwei was still the Saint Realm Big Success of the Ancient Divine God of Battle, and he was only a step away from becoming a True God. If Zhan Wuwei were to endure such a tough battle, both sides would lose face after Zhan Wuwei broke through to True God.

When one became a True God, it would be difficult to advance without divine energy. Although Zhan Xie had broken through several tens of thousands of years earlier than many True Gods, the gap between the two of them wasn't that great.

"Forget it, even though that brat might have reached an unprecedented tribulation True Divinity middle level, Forget it. Although that boy might reach the middle stage of an unprecedented First Calamity True Divinity, it is only a possibility. And then. . . How could he smoothly break through to the True God Realm without suffering a bit of hardship? If he died in the pursuit. . . It can only be said that this boy is destined not to become a True God. Yan Shixiong won't be able to say anything. "

Thinking of this, Zhan Xie said faintly, "Although you can't do it yourself, you can order anyone under the Saint Realm Big Success. "

Zhan Wuwei, who had been grieving, was overjoyed. "Really. . . Really?"

"Hmph, will the Old Master lie to you?"

"T-Thank you, Old Master!" Zhan Wuwei bowed and expressed his thanks.

That kid was merely a Peak of Saint Realm. Even if his combat strength was comparable to the Saint Realm Small Success, if the Saint Realm Small Success were to attack him personally, how could that kid escape? A ferocious expression flashed across Zhan Wuwei's face.

. . .

The Profound Thunder Ancient Race.

The mountain ranges here rose and fell, and thunder and lightning covered the entire area.

Thunder mountains floated above the thunder clouds, shaking with thunder.

At the peak of the Thunder Mountain, in a majestic hall. Xuan Qingtian was kneeling on the ground with a humble and sincere expression.

In front of Xuan Qingtian, blood and Qi gathered and turned into a blood-red head.

"Blood slave greets His Highness the Divine King!" Xuan Qingtian lowered his head, his voice trembling with indescribable excitement.

Xuan Qingtian had never imagined that he would have such good fortune. The blood slave of His Highness the Divine King. Even if it was a blood slave, its status was much higher than that of some saint realm True God.

If he could follow His Highness the Divine King and leave this continent, his future achievements would not only be that of a Demigod True God, but he would also be able to surpass a True God.

The blood-red head let out a strange laugh and then said, "Can we take down that brat?"

Xuan Qingtian had a guilty expression. "It was the blood slave who did not do well and lost. "2

The bloody head's expression became serious. "It lost? Could it be that the kid had also absorbed the blood core? But I didn't sense anything? "

Xuan Qingtian's expression became even more ashamed. " The other party did not absorb the Blood Core, but his strength has increased by a lot compared to a few years ago. "

The blood energy around the blood red head was somewhat violent. Obviously, the blood red head wasn't in a calm mood. Saint realm was nothing to the blood red head. In the World of Gods, those who weren't True Gods were ants. They didn't even have the qualifications to go out and explore. The World of Gods even had many precious insights that could help a saint realm break through to the True God realm.

However, the problem was that this wasn't the World of Gods. The cultivation speed of a saint realm was incomparably slow, but Han Feng's appearance had broken the blood red skull's understanding.

"Forget it, there might be some secrets on that kid's body. Wait until I leave this place. . . " The blood-red skull sneered.

"His Highness the Divine King is about to escape?" Xuan Qingtian was pleasantly surprised.

"Soon, not for the time being. I'll give you a mission. Try your best to unify the Northern Continent and the other ancient race members within a few decades. " The blood-red head stared at Xuan Qingtian and said slowly.

"This. . . " Xuan Qingtian hesitated. "The blood slave is only at the seventh level of the Peak of Saint Realm. Within a few decades, even with the help of the blood demon's will, it will never be able to reach the Saint Realm Big Success. It can't even defeat a demigod, let alone a True God. How can it complete this mission?"

The bloody head smiled coldly. "Of course I know this. Just wait and see. In a few years, I will absorb the blood essence of those True Gods. Then I'll be able to condense the Blood Guard Seed. At that time, I'll pass the Blood Guard Seed to you. As long as you continue to supply the Blood Guard Seed with blood essence. . . Creating a Demigod Blood Guard isn't a problem at all, and a certain number of Demigod Blood Guards can also summon me for a short period of time. . . Even if my current strength isn't even one ten-thousandth of my peak, I have to kill a True God. More than enough. "

"Yes!" Xuan Qingtian's mood surged when he heard about the blood guard seed.

The blood-red head promised, "Once we've unified the ancient race, you can slaughter the Northern Continents of the Northern Continent without restraint and send their blood essence to me. When the blood essence is accumulated to a certain extent, I'll be able to shorten the time needed to escape. Well done. If I return to the World of Gods, I will definitely bring all of you along with me. "

Xuan Qingtian swallowed a mouthful of saliva. His eyes were burning with passion as he said," Leave everything to the blood slave! "

. . .

Yan Clan.

Several years passed in the blink of an eye.

A few years ago, Han Feng had only spent a few days to fully recover from his injuries. After that, he started absorbing the Purple Molten Core.

With Old Ancestor Shi Xiong watching from the side, Han Feng naturally couldn't transfer the Purple Molten Core into the Nine Flames Heavenly Fire Tower and let Lil 'Fatty refine it. Therefore, he could only absorb it slowly and bitterly.

If he couldn't turn it into a origin fluid, the speed at which Han Feng absorbed and refined the Purple Molten Core wouldn't be much faster than the other Martial Cultivators.

In a few years' time, Han Feng's Cultivation base had skyrocketed, breaking through from the peak of the Sixth Heavenly Layer to the Mid Eighth Heavenly Layer!

It had increased by more than one level, and there was still a huge gap between the middle and the late stage of the first level.

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