Invincible Bloodline

C1043 The True Foundation of the Covenant Alliance



C1043 The True Foundation of the Covenant Alliance

Time passes like water, in the blink of an eye. Nine years had passed in the blink of an eye. The battle for the quota of the Ancestral Land, which countless geniuses of different races had been looking forward to for a long time, was about to begin.    

    

Countless Heaven's Pride Evildoer and young emperors were rubbing their fists. They wanted to show their skills on this day and compete for the top ten spots. Even if their chances were slim, they would still try their best. Was Ancestral Land the origin of the foreign races? The place where the Saints were born was the biggest blessed land in the foreign land.    

    

As long as they could enter secluded cultivation once, it would save them hundreds of thousands of years of hard cultivation.    

    

Of course, most of them were just there to watch the show. The competition for the positions in the Ancestral Land was the most grand feast for the top geniuses of the foreign races. All of them were gathered in the Saint Alliance. The top geniuses of the monster, including Holy Virgin, who was a rare genius of the saint clans, would all be present.    

    

Such a grand event would only happen once every 10,000 years. In the Saint Alliance. . . As long as they weren't in a closed door cultivation, or if they weren't at the Quasi-Saint or above, they would all be present to witness the grand feast.    

    

Before the war even started, countless alien expert's blood was boiling. They gathered in groups of three to five and discussed amongst themselves.    

    

"I'm afraid that there won't be any changes to the top ten spots for this year's Ancestral Land Battle. "    

    

"Compared to the other Saints, Holy Virgin, Asura Holy Son's group of ten is just too powerful. They are on completely different levels. "    

    

"The ten great monster's natural talent has already surpassed the other Saints, Holy Virgin. Furthermore, they have always dominated the Ancestral Land. It will be very difficult for the other Saints, Holy Virgin, to defeat them. "    

    

"I don't think so. Could it be that everyone has forgotten about that heaven defying monster from the Starlight Clan? With Young Master Starlight's abnormal potential and the huge Star-source Crystal, his current combat strength is terrifying. I'm afraid that he can be considered as one of the top amongst the many Peak Semi-saint warriors. It's not that he doesn't have the chance to challenge Asura Holy Son and the other ten great monster. "    

    

"Haha. . . He will have to wait until he successfully refines that Star-source Crystal. This is nine years, not nine hundred years, and not nine thousand years. If Young Master Starlight wants to compete with Asura Holy Son and the rest, it might be possible for him to win the next Battle of Ancestral Land. "    

    

"Indeed, it is really too difficult to refine that Star-source Crystal in just nine years. "    

    

. . .    

    

Some of the non-humans thought highly of Yang Fann, thinking that he had the strength to challenge Asura Holy Son and the other top ten geniuses of the last year. However, most of them, alien expert, still felt that the chances of him winning were slim. It was not easy to refine a Star-source Crystal, especially a huge Star-source Crystal. Even if the Master of Starlight refined it personally, it would still take thousands of years. No matter what kind of A Monster That Defies The Heavens Young Master Starlight was, it was impossible for him to refine it in such a short period of time. He should be able to refine the Star-source Crystal.    

    

The combat strength he displayed nine years ago was too low to fight against Asura Holy Son and the other top ten.    

    

One should know that those ten great monster had entered the Ancestral Land a hundred times at the very least. Their strength was so terrifying that even many Peak Semi-saint were no match for them.    

    

. . .    

    

At the bottom level of the arena, near the ten great arenas, there was also a square decorated small viewing platform. In each viewing platform, there were at least a hundred seats, and at most, there were close to a thousand. Not too much, not too little, a total of forty viewing platforms.    

    

It was the seats of the thirty-one Saint Clan and the top ten King Clans.    

    

As the upper echelon of the trillions of foreign races, it was naturally impossible for them to be crowded together with ordinary foreign races.    

    

And because the Sun, Moon, and Star Clans had always been nice, as if they were wearing a pair of pants, they directly used a side of the grandstand.    

    

. . .    

    

On one of the smaller grandstands.    

    

Yang Fann was sitting in the middle, and beside him was the Sunlight Young Master, Ri Jitian. Moonlight Young Lord and Moonlight God.    

    

Holy Lord and Demi-Saint Ancestor from the other three families surrounded them like stars surrounding the moon.    

    

"Third Brother, it seems like they don't think highly of you. " Ri Jitian looked at Yang Fann with a mocking look.    

    

However, before Yang Fann could say anything, the Moonlight God on the right side chuckled and said with disdain. "Hehe. . . Eldest brother, a bunch of frogs at the bottom of a well. How could they understand Third Brother's talent? I can't wait to see their expressions. It must be very exciting. "    

    

Obviously, someone had long forgotten that when he found out that Yang Fann had completely refined the Star-source Crystal, his jaw almost dropped.    

    

Not far away from Yang Fann and the others, there were several hundred people glaring at them. Their eyes were blood-red, almost dripping blood. They were flickering with the most brutal and cruel killing intent. If their eyes could kill Yang Fann and the others, Yang Fann and the others would have been turned into ashes and their bodies and souls would have been destroyed long ago.    

    

It was none other than the expert of the Azure Dragon Clan.    

    

Of course, there were also many Saints, Holy Virgin, and the geniuses of the royal family who were curiously looking at Yang Fann. This was the Most Powerful Monster that had been recorded in the history of the foreign race. Its innate talent and potential were even greater than Holy Sovereign's, the number one Saint Blood River in the ancient era.    

    

. . .    

    

Time passed by like this. Soon, it was fifteen minutes later.    

    

At this moment. . . . . .    

    

"Rumble!" "Rumble!" Rumble! . . .    

    

Rays of divine light and auspicious energy descended from the sky.    

    

Endless streams of air surged, transforming into countless Divine Beasts. There were true dragons, divine phoenixes, heavenly roars, Kun Pengs. . . The weather was myriad and lifelike.    

    

Flowers fell from the sky.    

    

Within the boundless divine light, over a hundred great figures that had Transcended Mortality and entered Sainthood were revealed.    

    

These people were men and women, old and young. However, they all had one thing in common: their auras were extremely terrifying, as if they were gods from ancient times that had descended to the world.    

    

The weakest among them was at the Peak Semi-saint, and the dozens of people in the lead had even reached the most powerful semi-sage realm.    

    

❄ ️ ❄ ️ ❄ ️    

    

In the grandstands of the three clans, the sun, the moon, and the stars.    

    

"Is this the true foundation of the Saint Alliance?" Looking at the hundreds of peak grade experts, Yang Fann's eyes narrowed slightly. One on one. With his current strength, he could easily suppress any one of them, but if they were to attack him at the same time, he would have no choice but to flee.    

    

This wasn't as simple as one plus one equals two. Within the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts. . . If the Saints didn't come out, it was likely that Martial and Spiritual Holy Lord would only be able to suppress them with the help of the High Sacristy.    

    

It seemed like Xing Wuji had underestimated the Saint Alliance, just the Peak Semi-saint. There were so many powerful half-step Saints, and those early stage warriors. There would only be more middle Semi-saint warriors, unlike what Xing Wuji had predicted. There were only three to five hundred of them, but that was true. In the end, Xing Wuji was just a young master of a royal family, not even half of the Holy Capital. How could he have the qualifications to know the true strength of the Saint Alliance?    

    

Even the situation of the Starlight Clan was unknown to Xing Wuji. According to Xing Wuji's memory, there were only eight great Demi-Saint Ancestor in the Starlight Clan. The strongest one was his father, the Lord of Starlight. One Peak Semi-saint, followed by two Late Semi-saint. However, at this moment, besides the two senior elders who were in charge of Star Peak, There was even one Peak Semi-saint among them.    

    

If it was only half of the Saints, no matter how much attention they attached to him, they wouldn't send such a magnificent line-up.    

    

The Starlight Clan was the overlord of the Star Prefecture, but Demi-Saint Ancestor was the one in charge.    

    

According to Yang Fann's estimation, the number of half-step Saints in the Starlight Clan would probably double, and there might even be a mighty half-step Saint guarding the place.    

    

. . .    

    

Three breaths later.    

    

Over a hundred peak tier experts sat down on a tall platform in the arena.    

    

The next moment. . .    

    

"Rumble. . . "    

    

One of the most powerful Half Saints flashed and appeared in the sky above the arena.    

    

He was like a high and mighty god looking down at his surroundings. Finally, his gaze stopped at the forty or so sides of the arena.    

    

"The strength of our Saint Clan is respected. We pay attention to the strength of the strong. If the weak are inferior, we will not respect the hierarchy today. Without the Saint Clan, there are no royal families. All that mattered was strength. If one wanted to enter the Ancestral Land. . . Alright. " The voice sounded like an ethereal and indefinite tune. It reverberated between heaven and earth. "Alright. I will now invite the Asura Saint of the Asura Clan. Azure Dragon Clan's Cang Ming. Peng Wancheng of the Tianpeng Race, Xuan Mo of the Mysterious Underworld Race. . . Lin Xiao of the Golden Qilin Race. Hou Chen of the Sky Roar Clan, let's go. . . "    

    

. . .    

    


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