C1162 Source Beasts
C1162 Source Beasts
However, everyone stood quietly at the edge of the Heavenly River. No one dared to take a step into the river.
After the Origin Continent emerged, the terrifying suction force of the Heavenly River would disappear temporarily. However, there would be a process during this period of time.
Seven days later, the suction force would reach its lowest point.
At this time, anyone who dared to take a step beyond the Heavenly River would be courting death. Even a high and mighty Half-Step Saint King wouldn't be able to escape death with just a huge wave.
. . .
At this moment, time seemed to have been stretched out. Every day seemed to be extremely long. . .
One day ~ ~ Two days ~
. . .
Seven days of waiting seemed especially anxious. It was truly like a year, no, a hundred years, a thousand years.
. . .
However, no matter how difficult the wait, it would all pass in the end.
The power of time was the most mysterious. Even Holy Sovereign, who controlled the Dao of Time, could at most influence the changes of time in a small area.
Finally.
Seven days passed.
"Hahaha ~ ~ Origin Continent, I'm here. "
"This time, I'm going to prove my Dao and become a saint. If a god resists me, I'll kill the god. If a Buddha resists me, I'll kill the Buddha. "
. . .
"Rumble. . . Rumble. . . "
In an instant, countless streams of light shot up into the sky from the riverside of the Heavenly River. They impatiently flew towards the center of the Heavenly River. There were only so many Primordial Purple Cloudss. If they were one step behind, it was very likely that they would fall behind one step at a time.
Almost at the same time, Yang Fann and the hundreds of False Saints of the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts also turned into rays of light. They rushed towards the Origin Continent, but none of them dared to use the universe warship. They flew towards the center of the Heavenly River with their own strength. Above the Heavenly River. . . The Universe Warship was no different from scrap metal. This was a publicly acknowledged fact. Even if he entered the Origin Continent, he would at most be able to use the Brilliant Sun Grade Universe Warships. Once they used a galaxy level or even a world level universe warship, there would definitely be Sky Laws descending.
It was just like how Holy Sovereign's expert could not enter the Origin Continent. It seemed like the will of the Origin Continent was protecting the weak.
Otherwise, those Primordial Purple Cloudss would not have anything to do with ordinary Half Saints.
Those The Supreme Palaces did not lack World River grade warships. It was not as if they did not even have top grade World River grade warships.
During this period of time, no experts were used to attack others.
After the Origin Continent emerged, all major powers were not allowed to attack. This was the agreement of the Myriad Sacred Palace. No matter which power it was, if they dared to break the agreement, they would definitely be punished by all the major powers.
Otherwise, if you attack my disciples, I will deal with your disciples. No one will be allowed to enter the Origin Continent anymore.
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Above the Heavenly River, Yang Fann's speed was not very fast. He was only at the first level of the False Saint realm, which was not eye-catching at all.
Holy Sovereign was still watching from behind. Although the major powers had made an agreement that they weren't allowed to interfere in the Origin Continent, they were still afraid of what might happen.
If they were to go at full speed, there was no guarantee that some Top-level Holy Sovereign would take the risk.
In any case, every time the Origin Continent emerged, it would take 800 years. It could be said that there was plenty of time, so there was no need for them to take the risk.
. . .
"Rumble. . . Rumble. . . "
The waves rolled, and from time to time, some of the Half Saints would be devoured by the huge waves. In an instant, not even their bones were left behind.
Most of them were the ordinary Half Saints and low-grade Perfection Semi-saint.
Although the suction force above the Heavenly River had reached its lowest point, it didn't disappear completely. Ordinary Half Saints could only reach a height of one million feet, and low grade Perfection Semi-saint could reach a height of one million feet. However, this height was still quite dangerous for the waves that were over one million feet high from time to time.
Of course, most of these people who had fallen came from some of the Central Primary Major World.
Some of the high grade Sacred Palace disciples, like the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts, ordinary Half Saints and low grade Perfection Semi-saint had already entered the Space Treasure. Of the tens of thousands of Perfection Semi-saint, none of them were lower than the seventh step. As for the high-level Perfection Semi-saint, they were able to fly up to a height of millions of feet.
The height of the waves was as high as millions of meters. It wasn't that there weren't any, but it was rare. As long as one's luck wasn't too bad, there wouldn't be too much danger.
. . .
Yang Fann flew for three years.
The vast Origin Continent was finally within reach. During this period of time, countless experts had already entered the Origin Continent before him. A Pseudo Saint was still slightly weaker than him. Those who were stronger than him, even if they were at least ten million, would still be worth a few million. Even Yang Fann had seen quite a few Seven Taos Pseudo-saint.
However, Yang Fann wasn't in a hurry. Putting aside the fact that the Primordial Purple Clouds wasn't that easy to find, so what if they found it first? The Primordial Purple Clouds wasn't something that could be easily refined. Did they really think that everyone was Yang Fann?
If an ordinary Pseudo Saint wanted to completely refine a Primordial Purple Clouds and attain the Dao and become a Saint, without hundreds or thousands of years, it was simply wishful thinking. Even some Seven Taos Pseudo-saint experts would need decades to refine a Primordial Purple Clouds.
However, those Seven Taos Pseudo-saint experts would usually not refine a Primordial Purple Clouds so easily.
Once one became a Saint in Origin Continent, there would be a mysterious force that would bring them out of Origin Continent.
For example, those Seven Taos Pseudo-saint, which one of them didn't shoulder the mission of the Sacred Palace? A mere Primordial Purple Clouds wouldn't be enough to satisfy them.
. . .
"Everyone, farewell here. " Yang Fann cupped his fist toward the group of false saints from the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts. With a flash, he entered the grey fog.
"Rumble. . . "
Time and space changed, and the stars changed.
Yang Fann discovered that he had arrived in a small world. There was no one around him.
This was also one of the mysteries of Origin Continent. Anyone who passed through the grey fog, no matter how close they were to each other, would be sent to different small worlds and eventually appear in different parts of Origin Continent.
This was also the reason why everyone kept their subordinates and close friends into the Space Treasure and carried them with them.
Otherwise, the Origin Continent would be so vast that it wouldn't be inferior to a top-tier world. If they wanted to gather all their subordinates, they would have no choice but to do so. It would be no different from finding a needle in a haystack.
Right at this moment. . .
"Rumble. . . Rumble. . . "
The world Void began to distort. One after another, hundreds of meters tall monsters that looked like chimpanzees with four arms descended from the sky, blotting out the sky and covering the earth.
It was a huge number, and there were at least a million of them.
The source beast was a powerful beast nurtured by the will of the Origin Continent. It only knew how to kill and had almost no intelligence to speak of.
There was only one meaning to their existence. That was to rip apart all the Origin Continents that wanted to enter the Origin Continent.
This was a test for the people of the Origin Continent. The weak didn't have the qualifications to enter the Origin Continent.
"A million Four-armed Black Apes, my luck is really good. "
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