596: C596 Ten Thousand Years He Couldn't Touch the Ten Thousand Year Agreement

C596 Ten Thousand Years He Couldn't Touch the Ten Thousand Year Agreement

As the last Immortal Patriarch of the Blackflame Clan fell, the Fire Spirit Clan finally came to an end.

Although the Fire Spirit Clan looked like it had turned from four undying to three undying, in fact, the overall strength of the Fire Spirit Clan had increased instead of decreasing. Even the top ten races in the Saint Realm might not be a match for them.

However, Ji Wuyan did not intend to be high-profile. Instead, he prohibited those people from spreading the news. Although Huo Wuxie and Huo Wuchen were puzzled, they could only agree to it.

Time passed slowly.

In the blink of an eye, nearly five thousand years had passed.

At this time, it was almost time to meet Light Divine Son's Promise of Ten Thousand Years!

Ten thousand years!

This might be a very long period of time for many people, but for most cultivators, it was only a short moment. Perhaps, a moment of seclusion would pass.

People always pursued the novelty. Light Divine Son's Promise of Ten Thousand Years had indeed caused a stir ten thousand years ago, but now, there were definitely many people who had forgotten about it. Perhaps many people had already forgotten about this matter.

Of course, to those who were interested, this matter was still fresh in their minds.

Just as the Promise of Ten Thousand Years was about to arrive, someone finally spoke.

"Hmph, looks like that Ji guy is only so-so. Ten thousand years are about to pass, yet he still hasn't appeared."

"Tsk, what kind of person killed dozens of gods and devils of the Human Trade Union all by himself? I think it's all a boast. Maybe the Human Trade Union purposely let him out to fool us!"

"Do you still remember those two people who said they were that guy's brothers? Now that ten thousand years have passed, shouldn't they come out to fulfill their promise?"

"That's right! I remember that the fellow from the Sword Clan was very arrogant back then. He said that in ten thousand years, not to mention his brother, even he could easily crush Light Divine Son!"

"Haha, these people really know how to talk big! Why didn't he say that even the number one Light Divine Kings in the Saint Realm was no match for them?"

In the Saint Realm, many people sneered at this and mocked.

As the number one Fiendgod, Light Divine Son was the strongest among all Fiendgods. This was a publicly acknowledged fact.

Now, a group of people suddenly appeared out of nowhere and tried to challenge Light Divine Son's position. They were simply too stupid!

No one stopped these discussions. As time passed, these mocking and mocking voices became more and more intense. In the end, even those who had forgotten about this matter began to recall it.

"Yeah! I remember now. There seemed to be such a thing back then!"

"So soon, ten thousand years have already passed?"

"Ten thousand years, that fellow didn't even dare to come. I think he must be afraid!"

"That's true. After all, that's the territory of Light Race. Who would dare to go there? Going there is clearly courting death!"

"No matter what, that guy doesn't even dare to show his attitude. This is too cowardly!"

"Hehe, he is a coward!"

...

Many of the races in Saint Realm who were on good terms with Light Race expressed their opinions at this moment, continuously belittling the other party.

At this moment.

In a silent and chaotic void, a huge whirlpool suddenly appeared. From that whirlpool, two young men in white robes suddenly appeared.

Their aura was long and full of life force, and an aura that belonged to the gods and devils emanated from their bodies.

"This is the Saint Realm? The place where we are going to train next?" Zhao Jun asked curiously.

It seemed that his spiritual sense had become somewhat sluggish due to the sudden teleportation.

"Haha, brother Zhao Jun, I heard that the strength of the people here is extremely low. There aren't even many special skill of Dark Gold Level here. I wonder if it's true or not?" Qian Run said with a laugh.

"I think I've heard of this before!"

Zhao Jun nodded and said, "I heard from the seniors who came here before that the people here couldn't even withstand a single blow. People of the same level are no match for us, so... What we need to be wary of are those old Immortal Level monsters."

"Haha, why should we be afraid of them? No matter how strong they are, do you think they will still dare to kill us after we announce our identities?" Qian Run laughed loudly and said disdainfully.

"That's true!"

Zhao Jun was silent for a few seconds, and then a smile appeared on his face. He agreed with the other party's words.

As the Saint Clan, they had a sense of pride.

As long as they told them who they were, who would dare to attack them?

There was a rule in the Saint Clan. As long as an Immortal Level old monster made a move against them, the Saint Clan would come forward to deal with it, and their mission wasn't considered a failure.

The mission given to them by the Saint Clan was to defeat a hundred Fiendgod level opponents by themselves, and the deadline was a hundred years.

"Unfortunately, it's only a hundred years. The time is too short, and there isn't enough time for us to play. I still want to see this world!"

Qian Run shook his head and sighed.

What he regretted was not that the mission time was too short, but that the time he played was too short.

It wasn't easy for him to come out of the Saint Clan, so he naturally had to play enough before he could return. It wasn't difficult for them to complete the mission.

Defeating a hundred Fiendgod experts seemed very difficult, but in reality, it was extremely simple.

As long as they went to any random race and challenged all the gods in that race, it wouldn't take them a year to complete the mission.

"A hundred years is not a short time. Look at our four Saints, their time is relatively short. Only ten years. And the mission content was even more stringent, requiring them to defeat five hundred Fiendgods. He also needs to ensure that he doesn't die under the attack of a single Immortal Patriarch." Zhao Jun shook his head and said.

Immortality!

What kind of terrifying existence was that?

Even if it was their Saint Realm, that level of existence was definitely the highest level of the Saint Clan.

Although the Immortal Level old monsters in the Saint Realm were slightly weaker than the Saint Clan, it was undoubtedly a piece of cake for them to kill a devil expert.

They didn't dare to offend those old Immortal Level monsters. Only the four Saints of Saint Clan needed to undergo such a terrifying training mission.

Saint.

They were the most outstanding figures in every generation of the Saint Clan. They were the targets that the ordinary disciples of the Saint Clan pursued throughout their lives. Every disciple of the Saint Clan could become a Saint.

There were four spots for the Son in every generation, and every single one of them could enjoy the most abundant resources of the Saint Clan. They could even give Immortal Level Puppet to protect their own safety.

Of course, during the tough-training mission, those undying Puppets would be taken back.

"Haha, naturally, we can't compare to the Saints, but compared to these trash in the Saint Realm, we are much stronger." Qian Run said with a loud laugh.

He didn't care about these people from the Saint Realm at all. Most of the people here were weaker than them, and even gold level secret techniques were pitifully rare. The special skill of Dark Gold Level was even rarer, let alone those secret techniques that were even higher.

He had cultivated a quasi-Dark Gold Level secret technique. Although he was only at the early stage of the cultivation base, if he really fought them, he was confident that he could easily defeat a peak Divine Devil opponent.

This was also the reason why he looked down on those Divine Devils in the Saint Realm.

While the two of them were chatting, they unknowingly arrived at a planet with a human body.

As soon as they entered this planet, they heard the hottest topic of discussion on this planet. It was about the Promise of Ten Thousand Years.

"Everyone, have you heard? It is said that Light Divine Son has already set up an arena on Mount Aspirt, and is waiting for that Ji."

"Haha, I think there's no need to set it up. That guy definitely wouldn't dare to come!" Someone laughed.

"That's hard to say. After all, he killed dozens of God and Demon experts from the Human Trade Alliance all by himself." Someone argued for him.

"Tch, you believe this?" Someone sneered, his face full of disbelief.

"I believe it, why not? As far as I know, in these ten thousand years, the Human Trade Alliance has already recruited dozens of Fiendgods, and if it wasn't for the fact that those Fiendgods were almost completely wiped out... Why would they need to do so? " Someone nodded and said firmly.

"No matter what, I won't believe that he would dare to go to the Divine Light Mountain this time" Someone shook his head.

"That's right! Just wait and see! That fellow is definitely a coward! "

...

"Light Divine Son, the Promise of Ten Thousand Years? Interesting. Brother Zhao, I remember this Light Race is a subsidiary race of our Saint Clan!"

At this moment, not far from these people, Qian Rui was sitting on a table in an inn. He looked at Zhao Jun, who was sitting in front of him, and said with a smile on his face.

" I think so! "

Zhao Jun nodded slightly and said in a low voice, "In the beginning of time, the Light Race was the second race in the Saint Realm. After our race destroyed the first race, this race attached itself to us and became our vassal race."

"Speaking of which, the Light Race has also taken a lot of benefits from the Saint Clan, including some relatively powerful gold level secret techniques, and even the secret skill of Quasi Dark Gold."

"That Light Divine Son was able to become the number one god in the Saint Realm, he must have cultivated some of our secret skills."

Zhao Jun spoke with confidence and composure, but he didn't put Light Divine Son in his heart.

How was Light Divine Son?

So what if he was the number one Devil God?

So what if he cultivated the secret technique of the Saint Clan?

If they thought about it, that Light Divine Son was no match for them, they had plenty of ways to counter their opponent's secret skill.

However, the only thing that interested them was what those people had just said.

A Fiendgod had killed dozens of Fiendgods by himself!

These words had truly shocked them. They couldn't believe that there was such a powerful god in Saint Realm.

"The Promise of Ten Thousand Years. Brother Zhao, since there's nothing else, why don't the two of us go and take a look?"

Qian Run said with a smile on his face.

The tough-training mission had a hundred years of time, and it was a very long time. Therefore, he wasn't in a hurry right now. He might as well go and take a look at that young man surnamed Ji and see how powerful he really was.

However, he hoped that the young man wouldn't disappoint the two of them!0

"That's exactly what I meant!"

Zhao Jun agreed. Then, the two of them stood up and turned into a ray of light, disappearing into the endless horizon in the blink of an eye...

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