3248: C3248 The Appetizer

C3248 The Appetizer

The appetizer.

"Are we still in the Divine Realm?"

Monkey Sun asked Hsiang Yang.

Initially, they had planned to kill all the Divine King warriors in the Divine Realm, and then attack the Divine Realm.

However, the Divine Realm had already been destroyed, and only the smallest piece of land was left. It seemed like they wouldn't have much to do even if they entered the Divine Realm.

"Someone has already entered the ___ faster than us."

Hsiang Yang said in a low voice.

At this moment, Hsiang Yang wasn't the only one who had found out that something was wrong with the Divine Realm. A hazy formation erupted from the Divine Realm, and a terrifying killing intent shrouded the entire Divine Realm.

At the same time, a murderous aura and the scent of blood spread out.

They could faintly see that there was a very powerful energy circulating in the interior of the Divine Realm. There were a few experts standing tall, as if they were going to break the entire Divine Realm.

At this moment, those few figures were also looking at Hsiang Yang and the others in the chaos with cold smiles on their faces.

"Ants of the Pangu Chaos World."

A calm voice was heard, causing the facial expression of Hsiang Yang and the others to change, "The experts of Panyu Chaos World have entered Divine Realm so quickly."

"It doesn't matter, they just entered the battlefield to set it up first."

At this moment, an old man with a divine sword on his back appeared in front of them. He was Hsiang Yang's master.

"Greetings, senior."

Everyone hurriedly bowed. They looked at Hsiang Yang's master with respect, while Hsiang Yang looked at him with a smile. "Old man, why are you here?"

"It saves you from getting killed by the Ancestor God in Divine Realm."

Hsiang Yang's master rolled his eyes at Hsiang Yang, "Why are you so weak? You can't even reach the Chaos Saint Stage. Do you have the nerve to call yourself my disciple?"

"Is there anyone stronger than me among the Chaotic Saints?"

Hsiang Yang said proudly, "I don't want to break through to the Saint realm yet. If I want to, then... I can become a saint at any time, but to me, becoming a saint is just a gimmick. When I really break through to the Saint realm, even a Chaos Holy Sovereign will be crushed by me. "

"You have ambition."

Hsiang Yang's master chuckled and looked at him. With a glance, his brows furrowed slightly, "You brat are too reckless. Compressing the strength of your body like this. If you can't control it, your entire body will explode."

"It doesn't matter. If I can compress the power of my physical body, I will be able to control it. When I compress my physical body to the height of a normal person, it will be the time for me to perfect my physical body. " Hsiang Yang waved his hand, showing a fearless expression.

"I can start cultivating the Indestructible Unfettered Physique now."

Hsiang Yang's master shook his head helplessly. After saying that, he stopped caring about Hsiang Yang's cultivation.

The path of cultivation required him to walk it by himself. Only then would he be able to walk the true path of becoming a ruler.

If Hsiang Yang really followed his master's path of cultivation, perhaps he would be able to reach his master's realm as fast as he could. However, it was virtually impossible for him to break through to the Supreme Ruler.

"Can I start cultivating now?"

After hearing this, Hsiang Yang revealed an excited expression, "Great! I've been wanting to see if the Unfettered Physique of our bloodline is weaker than the Pangu True Body and the Indestructible Myriad Tribulations Physique. Now, I can finally compare them."

... ""

Cultivating the Unfettered Physique was only to compare the power of the Myriad Tribulations Indestructible Physique and the Pangu True Body...

If it wasn't for the fact that this bastard in front of him was his only true disciple and grandson, the old man would have killed him right away.

This bastard who deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors!

He had a dark expression on his face and didn't look at Hsiang Yang. Sanxiao, Monkey Sun, and Yang Jian, who were standing beside him, were looking at him with their eyes, nose, and heart, pretending not to hear what Hsiang Yang said.

"Daoist brother."

At this moment, a Supreme Ancestor God figure emerged from the Divine Realm. It was the bald Ancestor God that Hsiang Yang's master had forced out from the chaotic void not long ago.

He looked at Hsiang Yang's master with a smile on his face. After that, ， he looked at Yang Jian and Monkey Sun and couldn't help but exclaim. "Not bad, two monstrous saints have appeared in the Pangu Chaos World. This kind of gambling match is more interesting. "

After being casually glanced at by the opponent, Monkey Sun and Yang Jian's facial expression changed drastically. They felt as if they were being stared at by a supreme god of slaughter, as if they could be killed easily with just a slight movement of the opponent.

"Supreme Ancestor God!"

Both of their hearts trembled. They finally realized how powerful the Supreme Ancestor God of Panyu Chaos World was.

"Hey, baldy, why didn't you praise me?" Hsiang Yang was ignored by the opposite party, which made him unhappy. What kind of look was that? Yang Jian and Monkey Sun were both monstrous saints. Am I not strong enough?

Damn it, all of you Chaos Saint warriors who participated in the battle were going to die on Master's back.

"Shh... Don't talk." Hsiang Yang's words instantly frightened Sanxiao and her sister. They quickly pulled Hsiang Yang and hid behind Hsiang Yang's master, not daring to let him appear in front of them. This was a Supreme Ancestor God warrior, an existence on the same level as a Daofather. No matter how arrogant Hsiang Yang was, he would be able to kill Hsiang Yang with just a glance.

"Interesting, interesting."

The bald Ancestor God didn't get angry after hearing Hsiang Yang's words. Instead, it looked at Hsiang Yang carefully. A surprised expression emerged on its face, "He has yet to become a Saint, but his strength is definitely not inferior to a Chaos Saint. He wasn't any weaker than the two Chaos Saint who had proved their Dao with their own strength. You can become the strongest Sub Saint in my world, a grindstone for me to sharpen my blade. "

"Strongest Sub Saint?"

After Hsiang Yang heard it, he revealed a curious expression and broke free from Sanxiao's hand. He smiled and asked the bald Ancestor God, "Brother, the Sub Saint in Panyu Chaos World doesn't seem to be anything special. Let him come out and let me see how strong the strongest one is."

"Stronger than you."

The bald Ancestor God wasn't angry at Hsiang Yang calling him 'brother'. Instead, he said with a smile.

"Pffft..."

Hsiang Yang burst into laughter after hearing what Hsiang Yang said. "Brother, this joke isn't pleasant to hear. Master is the strongest amongst all the Chaotic Saints. Let alone Sub Saint, I will slaughter as many as I can."

"No, you're still a little lacking." The bald Ancestor God shook his head and said.

"Ask the strongest Sub Saint in your world to come out. I'll kill him with a single sword strike." Hsiang Yang couldn't hold it any longer. He was merely a Sub Saint, but there was actually someone stronger than him. This was obviously impossible.

Before this, Mo Xian should be the strongest Sub Saint in the entire Panyu Chaos World. He felt that it wasn't a big deal. Furthermore, after Mo Xian became a Saint, it was the other Sub Saint who caught up to her. Could the second place be stronger than Mo Xian?

"It's not time for the war yet."

The bald Ancestor God didn't want to bother with Hsiang Yang. Instead, he smiled and said, "When the time comes, you will meet him. You are a very good whetstone. Very good, very good."

Hsiang Yang couldn't help but sneer when he heard this, "You don't dare to let him come out now, because you are afraid that I will kill him. To think that you are a Half-step Ruler Supreme Ancestor God. How dare you lie to me?"

With the old man standing beside him, Hsiang Yang was full of confidence. He wasn't afraid of the Ancestor God in Panyu Chaos World. He even thought that it would be best to anger the old man and let the old man slash the old man.

He was very confident in the old man's strength. He believed that the old man alone was enough to kill the old man.

"Is this what Dao Brother means?" The bald Ancestor God didn't pay any attention to Hsiang Yang. Instead, it looked at Hsiang Yang's master.

"It's just a child playing around." Hsiang Yang's master said with a smile.

"Since you have nothing to do, why don't you let the younger generation have a competition first?" The bald Ancestor God smiled, although he could still remain calm. He didn't put Hsiang Yang in his eyes, but he couldn't help but send someone to test Hsiang Yang.

Seeing Hsiang Yang's confident look, even this Ancestor God was a little curious. It wanted to know what kind of strength Hsiang Yang, a Sub Saint, had reached.

"But..." Hsiang Yang's master's words were very simple. With a calm expression, he said one word, then closed his eyes and ignored Hsiang Yang.

Hsiang Yang blinked a few times, then looked at the old man. He sounded a little nervous and muttered, "This seems to be interesting. I wonder what kind of experts Panyu Chaos World will send. I hope they are not too weak. "

Boom!

As his voice fell, he saw a Supreme Ancestor God stretching out from the Divine Realm with a thought, and arrived next to him in an instant.

Three experts walked out from the heavenly passage.

Among these three mighty warriors, one was a Sub Saint, and the other two were Chaos Saint.

However, although that Sub Saint looked like a Sub Saint, his cultivation base was really terrifying. The Qi on his body wasn't any weaker than the two Chaos Saint warriors.

"Eh? He's planning to pick the three of us."

Hsiang Yang looked at Monkey Sun and Yang Jian. The latter couldn't help but laugh.

The bald-headed Ancestor God in Panyu Chaos World was clearly prepared to test Hsiang Yang, Yang Jian, and Monkey Sun, the three experts whom he could take seriously. As for Sanxiao... He didn't put her in his eyes. He didn't even bother to send someone to attack her.

"Interesting."

Hsiang Yang and the other two laughed at the same time. All three of them were very confident in their own strength. Especially Monkey Sun and Yang Jian, they had just broken through to the Chaos Saint. They were absolutely the pinnacle existences amongst the Saints. They could even fight a Chaos Holy Sovereign. Not to mention two Chaos Saint.

"Then, before the real gambling match begins, let's have a plate of appetizers."

As Hsiang Yang spoke, three powerful warriors walked out from the passageway. They bowed respectfully to the bald Ancestor God and said, "Greetings, Ancestor God."

"The three of them, choose amongst yourselves."

The bald Ancestor God smiled and pointed at Hsiang Yang and the others.

"I want him."

As soon as the bald Ancestor God finished speaking, the Sub Saint Expert pointed at Monkey Sun and called out.

"I want him."

One of the Saints pointed his finger at Yang Jian. In the blink of an eye, the two of them wrapped Monkey Sun and Yang Jian. After that... When the remaining Chaos Saint found out that only Hsiang Yang was a Sub Saint, he was instantly unhappy. "Fan Zhong, you are only a Sub Saint. Go and deal with those Sub Saint warriors who are at the same level as you. Don't come and fight me."

"No, Sub Saint warriors are too weak. They're not worth my effort." The Sub Saint shook his head and said.

"Could it be that you want me to deal with a Sub Saint?" The Sage said with dissatisfaction.

"Sure." The Sub Saint named Fan Zhong agreed happily.

"Wishful thinking, you go and deal with that weak one yourself."

"No."

"..."

A Chaos Saint and a Sub Saint were fighting just like that. None of them wanted to fight Hsiang Yang. They felt that Hsiang Yang was too weak, and wasn't worth their time.1

On the other side, Yang Jian, Monkey Sun and the others had strange expressions on their faces. They were afraid that these two had misunderstood something. Although Hsiang Yang hadn't become a Saint, he wasn't as weak as they had imagined.

However, Hsiang Yang's expression was cold. He looked at the three of them and sneered. He pointed his finger at the three of them and said, "No need to talk nonsense. All three of you trash, come at me together."

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