624: C624 Go to the Saint Race

C624 Go to the Saint Race

In the void, there were countless severed limbs that were sent flying. Two of the larger pieces were filled with raging aura. Their flesh and blood were constantly squirming, revealing blurry human figures.

Obviously, this was Soong Kang and He Mingzhi, who were recovering their physical bodies.

However, the moment they recovered, their faces revealed a look of fear once again.

Because the terrifying golden fist print appeared in front of them once again, continuously enlarging in their line of sight...

Hong!

The golden fist imprint landed on their bodies, immediately blasting their bodies into pieces again.

They were heavily injured once again!

The scene was silent. Everyone was dumbstruck and extremely shocked!

"Mighty Alliance Master!"

After a short while, someone shouted this sentence, instantly causing the entire scene to explode.

"Mighty Alliance Leader!"

"Mighty Alliance Leader!"

"Alliance Master Wushuang!"

...

The cheers came wave after wave, and it was the climax of the crowd. Everyone was so excited that their faces turned red. They looked at Ji Wuyan with eyes full of passion and respect, as if they were looking at a god.

Even the Immortal of Saint Clan was not a match for the Alliance Master's attack. Who else in this world could stop the Alliance Master?

Ji Wuyan did not care about how excited those people were. He was still expressionless. His fists kept blasting Soong Kang and He Mingzhi's bodies until their aura was so weak that it could not even be compared to an ordinary undying. Only when they were on the verge of death did he stop and confine the two of them.

Even though they were imprisoned, Soong Kang and He Mingzhi could still speak like normal people. Their faces were filled with terror and anger as they continuously struggled. "Bastard! Hurry up and let us go! Otherwise, all of you will be buried with us!"

"If you dare to kill us, the Saint Clan will definitely send out all their forces and flatten this place!"

"Let us go! All of you will live!"

...

However.

No matter how much the two of them threatened him, Ji Wuyan's expression remained unchanged. Finally, he gave them a deep look. "Don't worry, I will let you go, but not now."

After saying that, he ignored the terrified expressions on their faces and kept them in his inner world.

Although Soong Kang and He Mingzhi were Immortal of Saint Clan, their strength was even more terrifying than the previous Light Divine King.

However, from the moment they were defeated in one move, the outcome of the two of them was that they were destined not to be able to do whatever they wanted as usual. It was even more impossible for them to escape.

This was because in Ji Wuyan's inner world, he was the heavens. Every action of Soong Kang and He Mingzhi was within his control. He could suppress them at any time, and they would not be able to cause much of a stir.

"Boss, what you're doing is wrong. You clearly told us to attack, but I just finished warming up, and you took them both away? Are you going to let us have fun?"

At this time, Hsiao Haifeng and Huo Xing turned into a ray of light and appeared beside Ji Wuyan, especially Hsiao Haifeng. At this moment, his face was filled with resentment, as if he was a bullied wife, and his eyes were filled with indignation.

Ji Wuyan rolled his eyes and said snappily, "If I didn't make a move at that time, with your strength... Do you think you can stop them? Perhaps your strength is about the same as the two of them, but if you really want to defeat them... Wait until you break through to the fifth level of the Wind Fire Mystic Nine Changes! "

When Hsiao Haifeng heard this, he couldn't help but twitch his mouth. "The fifth level? Boss, it's easy for you to say. Cultivation isn't that simple. Furthermore, it's the special skill of Dark Gold Level! "

Back then, the two of them had spent more than a month to cultivate from the first level to the fourth level. How could it be so easy for them to break through so easily?

Furthermore, this was under the condition that they were accelerating at the second level of Cloudy Realm. Under normal circumstances, it would take them more than ten years.

"It's good that you know!"

Ji Wuyan rolled his eyes once again.

He raised his head and stared at the boundless void. He muttered in his heart, "But, it's time to go to the Saint Clan!"

Even the Immortal of Saint Clan had been deployed. He had no choice but to take action. If this matter wasn't resolved, he might send even more people next time.

In any case, they would meet sooner or later. He might as well go and find them.

Now that he had the most powerful clone of the Corpse Clan in his possession, he would be able to guarantee his safety even if he encountered any danger in the Saint Clan.

"I can't wait any longer. My true self has been stuck at the peak of the Devil God Realm for a long time. It's time for my true self to break through!"

Ji Wuyan murmured in his heart.

After making up his mind.

The next day.

Without any excitement, he brought the Corpse Clan clone, Zhao Jun, and Qian Run to the Saint Clan.

As for the two Immortal Patriarches, Ji Wuyan didn't plan to bring them along. He just wanted them to be confined in the inner world of the clone.

...

"Mr Ji, over here!"

Zhao Jun turned into a ray of light and flew towards a distorted space.

Ji Wuyan flew towards that space. As soon as he entered, his eyes couldn't help but be filled with surprise. He discovered that he couldn't feel the flow of time in this space, not even space itself.

It was a complete void!

"Not everyone can enter the Saint Clan. One must be led by someone from the Saint Clan in order to enter."

Zhao Jun said respectfully to Ji Wuyan while activating the Saint Clan token in his hand with his spiritual energy.

The token symbolized the identity of the people of the Saint Clan, and at the same time, it was also their pass to enter the Saint Clan.

Zhao Jun and the other two had had enough of being trapped in that dark place for the past few days. It wasn't easy for them to be released, so they didn't dare show any disrespect to Ji Wuyan.

Especially after witnessing the means of this man. They knew that this man's strength was absolutely on par with the Immortal Patriarch. He wasn't any weaker than the Saints of Saint Clan, and he was even stronger than them.

This was the future First Holy Son!

If he didn't stutter right now, then when was he going to do it?

What a pity.

During the days they were locked up, they didn't know that there were two undyings from the Saint Clan who had lost to their opponent. If not, they would be even more shocked.

After all, the current them only thought that Ji Wuyan's strength was about the same as an ordinary Immortal Patriarch.

"Open!"

Zhao Jun shouted. The token in his hand shot out a ray of green light into the void in front of him.

In an instant, the void in front of him became distorted, and a huge spatial vortex appeared in front of him.

"Mr Ji, this way!"

Zhao Jun smiled and made an inviting gesture.

Ji Wuyan glanced at the token in his opponent's hand and was secretly amazed.

It was worthy of being an item from the Saint Clan. It could use the spiritual energy as a foundation and the token as a medium to construct a passageway to the Saint Clan.

It was truly amazing!

"Alright!"

Ji Wuyan nodded. He followed Zhao Jun and Qian Run, turning into three rays of light and disappearing into the vortex.

At the same time.

In the center of the Saint Clan, there was a tower floating in the air. On top of the tall tower, there was a layer of fog surrounding it, and it was emitting a colorful light. It made the entire tower look like the residence of a legendary immortal. It was full of mystical and mysterious colors.

In the center of this tower hung a huge plaque. On the plaque were two large golden words - "Sacred Palace."

This tall tower was the gathering place of the upper echelons of Saint Clan. It was also the holy land of cultivation that all the people of Saint Clan dreamt of.

In the void, the "fog" that was coiling around the tall tower was not a real fog, but the crystallization of spiritual energy. It was the purest and most fundamental energy in the world.

The higher the tower went, the denser the energy became. At the same time, only those with higher status could enter.

The tower had nine floors, and the fifth floor was the boundary point.

Below the fifth floor was the area where the Immortal of Saint Clan was active. Above the fifth floor was the area where the elders of Saint Clan were active. Those who could become elders of the Saint Clan must have the qualifications to control a special skill of Dark Gold Level.

Among them, the fourth floor of the Sacred Palace was the residence of the Saint Clan's Saint Son.

In other words, the status of the Saint Son was one level higher than those ordinary Immortal of Saint Clan, just below the elders of the Saint Clan.

Currently, there were only four Saints in the Saint Clan, but there were more than four hundred ordinary elders. There was a huge disparity between them.

Perhaps, the news of more than four hundred Immortal of Saint Clans in the Saint Clan was shocking.

However, it was not the case.

The land of the Saint Clan was different from the Saint Realm. This place did not have the suppression of the natural consciousness of the Saint Realm. As long as one had sufficient talent and sufficient energy, there was absolutely a chance of breaking through to the Immortal Realm.

The Saint Clan had existed since the beginning of time. In the past hundreds of millions of years, more than four hundred of them were not considered a lot.

Although there were a lot of ordinary Immortal of Saint Clans, the elders of the Saint Clan were rare.

In total, there were no more than 50 elders in the Saint Clan.

Although it was not easy to control a special skill of Dark Gold Level, the truth was that without a certain amount of talent, even if you were given a special skill of Dark Gold Level, you would not be able to understand a tenth of it, let alone fully control it.

Even Hsiao Haifeng and Huo Xing had spent several decades in the second level of the Cloudy Realm before they managed to cultivate the Wind Fire Mystic Nine Changes to the fourth level.

As for when they would cultivate to the ninth level, it was only a matter of time!

Ji Wuyan himself had only forcefully pushed the special skill of Dark Gold Level to the ninth level purely because he had exhausted a large amount of empirical value.0

Most of the elders of the Saint Clan were in seclusion. Under normal circumstances, only one or two elders of the Saint Clan were handling the matters of the Saint Clan.

At this moment.

On the fifth level of the sacred palace, in a spacious hall, a dozen ordinary undying gathered here, reporting the current situation of the Saint Clan to a white-haired old man sitting in front of them.

The white-haired old man's name was Chee Chenghua.

As Chee Chenghua listened, he nodded his head.

The Saint Clan had been developing well in recent years, and many young disciples with better aptitudes had appeared.

Perhaps, in the near future, their Saint Clan would have many more undying experts.

"Right, how's the investigation of the Light Race going? Where are Soong Kang, He Mingzhi, and the others? Why didn't they come back to report? I remember that today is the appointed time, right?"

Suddenly, Chee Chenghua frowned slightly and asked doubtfully.

The scene instantly became silent!

After a long period of silence, an undying said with uncertainty, "This... Perhaps they were delayed by something?"

"It can't be that that villain dared to attack our Saint Clan and kill Soong Kang and Soong Kang, right?" All of a sudden, a voice sounded in the hall.

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire hall fell into a dead silence. Silence!

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