Eight hundred and fortieth chapters half moon residence(1/3)
Southern Territory.
The Black Heart Fruit Clan, the holy place.
An old man with gray hair suddenly stood up from his cross-legged state of enlightenment. His face was full of shock.
"How can it be?"
"How can it be!"
The semi-saint Zangren's sudden change of mood caused the surrounding area to change colors, thunder and lightning for dozens of miles.
The biting cold wind, accompanied by the heat of summer, blew away the ice and snow that suddenly fell from the sky, and finally brought with it the withered death of late autumn, wiping out every trace of life on every green plant on the spot.
"Holy Wrath!"
"Oh my god, the saint is shocked and the world changes!"
"It's chaos. There will be great chaos in the Black Heart Fruit Clan. What happened that alarmed our Half-Saints?"
In the Semi-Saint Secret Territory, all the clansmen belonging to the Black Heart Fruit Clan panicked.
The great elder, clan leader and others flew out of their training residence in an instant and arrived high in the sky where the clan lived. They saw this scene of chaotic rules.
Everyone was speechless.
The Semi-Saint Zang people of the Black Heart Fruit Clan, apart from enlightening their descendants, have not made such a big move in hundreds of years.
Why did the Holy Wrath arise today?
Some people wanted to ask the semi-saint for instructions, but the patriarch and the great elder immediately stopped them.
If the Semi-Saint is in need, the Semi-Saint's decree has been issued, and there is nothing wrong with the clan, how can he disturb the Semi-Saint's Qingxiu for nothing?
In the Holy Residence, the Semi-Saint Zang people immediately calmed down after losing control of their emotions for a moment, and the outside world returned to calm.
But being calm on the outside doesn't mean Zang is the same on the inside.
Just now!
Just after he sensed that his successor had an accident, he wanted to wipe out that boy's will.
As a result, before being ignited by one finger, it actually disturbed many thoughts of the same level.
That’s “many”!
Zang Ren was trapped here. The half-saints he had communicated with over the past hundred years were not even disturbed as much as this time. You can imagine how shocked he was.
"That boy..."
Zang Ren murmured, completely unbelievable, how could his successor offend such practitioners?
Is this a hornet's nest?
How many semi-saint plans does that young man carry?
How important is his life that when he faced the devastation of the Semi-Saint's will, he would invariably force out so many terrifying thoughts!
"Huh~"
Zang Ren had never been so shocked in a long time.
He understood that those half-saints had not even met in advance before the layout.
Otherwise, they cannot all be exposed at once.
As long as you want to touch that young man, if a semi-saint's will comes out randomly, he will give face to others and will definitely retreat.
But……
It's all out!
Just a little kid, who would have thought that there could be so many semi-saints, and at the same time, they would have hidden clues and back-up plans on him!
Zang Ren had not felt fear in a long time.
Ever since he entered the semi-holy realm, there was only one holy temple in the world that he needed to give face to.
In addition, as long as he does not touch the Void Island, which is known as the first of the seven forbidden islands, he will be invincible in the world.
But this wave...
He encountered the "Great Terror"!
Any "horror" among them can shock the world if taken out.
"Through Shen Nian... no, it should be said to be the aura of 'Sword Nian'."
"There is still the aura of Semi-Saint Jin Zhao... But Semi-Saint Jin Zhao, shouldn't he be from the Holy Palace? Hasn't he already retired? When did he stay in the outside world as a backup?"
"There is another one that is also very similar to Jinzhao's lineage, but it is definitely more than the half-saint's will... the will of the Holy Emperor?"
Zang Ren's withered hand shook violently, as if he remembered something, and his face turned pale.
"Could it be that he is one of the three ancestors of White Vein on the Void Island, who was born out of the seeds of the Divine Tree of the Sky, used the spirit of Jizhao Hellfire to become the Holy Emperor, and is known as the ancestor of all ancestors...the ancestor Jizhao?"
Coming to this conclusion, the semi-saint Zangren couldn't help but take a deep breath...
Semi-Saint and Holy Emperor.
Only saints at this level will know the gap in between.
Saint is just a general term, which includes semi-saints and holy emperors.
But a half-saint is only a "half" saint after all. The real "saint" always refers to only the realm of the Holy Emperor.
After a long pause, Zang Ren's mind finally showed the figure that finally condensed into a human form and faced him directly.
"And this person..."
He couldn't think any further.
The person who came out at the end gave too much accurate information.
——The Eighth Sword Immortal!
"How could Ba Zunzun have a back-up plan on that young man?"
"Could it be possible that the person Xiaoduo provoked is the heir of the Eight Masters?"
"The master of both black and white veins, who has entered the inner island of Void Island with the realm of fallen sword immortal, and can still urinate on the head of the Holy Emperor..."
Zang Ren was frightened.
He had never been to Void Island, and he didn't even know how the Eight Masters, who had not even reached the semi-saint realm at that time, could do such unbelievable things.
But this did not stop him from having a strong respect for the legendary Eighth Sword Immortal.
Because apart from such ridiculous achievements, the most important title of the Eight Immortals known to the older generation of Half-Saints is not the "Eighth Sword Immortal", but the "Head of the Seven Sword Immortals and the Inheritor of Yutu"!
Yutu, that is the person who can climb the Guizhe Holy Mountain in the realm of the Sword Immortal and head the previous generation of the Holy Temple Hall Master of the Seven Swords Owl.
Ordinary half-saints would not dare to mess with this kind of person.
Not many people dared to touch Yu Tu's successor, but now that the Eight Masters have acquired the title of "The Lord of the Black and White Veins", no one wants to get involved with him.
but now.
Duo'er only moved one boy.
Not only the half-saint Jinzhao from the Holy Palace came to the door with his thoughts, but the ancestor Jinzhao, the ancestor of thousands of ancestors of the Void Island, also came face to face. The eight acquaintances who were said to be the final catastrophe of the current generation also almost came to the door with their swords and yelled at him.
"Fuck..."
Zang Ren hasn't made such a gaffe in a long time.
As a semi-saint, using such foul language is simply an insult to one's status.
But at this time, Zang Ren felt that he had returned to his youth and the fear of being dominated by powerful people on the road to sanctification.
In the past, when he saw injustice on the road, he would scold his mother and choose to take action.
After becoming a semi-saint, it has been hundreds of years since he last made a move.
As for swearing, it was so long ago that even he himself can’t remember it clearly.
"Heir?"
"If you want a bullshit successor, you shouldn't let those little things go out and cause trouble!"
Now Zang Ren hated what he had done in the past. If he had just stayed in his holy abode, how could he have caused so much trouble?
However, just for the sake of face and bringing the fame of the Black Heart Fruit Clan out of the Southern Region, he trained many inheritors.
The consequence is that not only does the inheritor fail to grow up, but he also has to wipe out all the debts he owes.
"Trash, trash!"
The more Zang Ren thought about it, the angrier he became, pacing back and forth in his cultivation residence.
It's a good thing that no one saw him talking to himself like this, otherwise the image of the semi-saint in his mind would be completely overturned.
After a long time, Zang Cai regained his usual calmness and thought about the next countermeasures.
"Turn a blind eye?"
To be continued...