C750 Yang Yanzong
C750 Yang Yanzong
The patriarch of the Zhang family, Yu Aoye, was hiding in the void of the Liafeng City, observing the movement below closely. There was also someone else in the void outside the Liafeng City.
Next to Yang Yanzong was a man in a black robe. He had a domineering aura all over his body, and his facial expression was slightly dark. He had a square face with an imposing aura, and his overall appearance was much more ferocious than Yang Yanzong's.
"Brother Ying Zheng, do you think we will succeed today?"
The square-faced man was Ying Zheng, the Patriarch of Ying Family.
Ying Zheng snorted coldly, while Yang Yanzong's lips curved into a playful smile. However, there was a burning look in his eyes.
"It looks like it really belongs to a saint. When the Nine Saints of Human Clan fell, the Fuxi Divine Palace must have been connected to the Holy Battlefield. Hehe, it seems like. . . Look at his current strength. He was a Mahayana Period, but he was able to kill a Great Luo Golden Immortal warrior. This is the result of relying on a Saint's item!"
"Holy Battlefield! That's the Holy Battlefield! Even those Great Luo Golden Immortal and those Standard Saint's treasures are worth us taking the risk, what do you think? "
Ying Zheng's face was still as cold and indifferent as before. However, there was now a layer of blood in his eyes.
In the entire Immortal Realm, there were not many people who knew about the existence of the Holy Battlefield. Even many Dao Ancestors of the seven major families might not know about it.
Because the existence of the Holy Battlefield was a top secret. In the past, only those who had inherited the position of Patriarch of the seven major families were qualified to know about it.
In this world, the supreme existence of Saints was the Western Cult, which had two Saints and three Dao Gates. As for the number of Standard Saint, there were no more than a thousand of them. Among them, the Standard Saint of the Western Cult was far more powerful than the Dao Gate.
The Standard Saint from the Dao Gate were all disciples of the three Saints of the Dao Gate. The total number of Standard Saint disciples from the Three Saints of the Dao Gate would not exceed a hundred.
In the Western Cult, there were at least three to five hundred Buddhas sitting on the two Sect Masters' seats, and there were at least five hundred Standard Saint guarding the eight divisions of Heavenly Dragon.
Of course, the strength of these Standard Saint warriors was also divided into different levels. Yang Jian and Great Sage Suen were Standard Saint warriors. Perhaps one of them could be compared to the other ten or twenty.
Although there were a lot of Standard Saint warriors, they were as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns when compared to the huge number of Standard Saint warriors in Immortal Realm.
There were at least 100,000 Great Luo Taoist Ancestor warriors in the Immortal Realm, and at least 10 million Great Luo Golden Immortal warriors in the Immortal Realm.
As for Golden Immortals and Heaven Immortals, there were simply too many of them to count.
For the patriarchs of the seven major families, if they could enter the Fuxi Divine Palace, they could find the Holy Battlefield of the past. From then on, they would truly become eternal saints. At that time, the Immortal Realm and the families were all just floating clouds.
As long as they became saints, it would not be impossible for them to create another Immortal Realm.
Of course, the Fuxi Divine Palace was not a place that ordinary people could enter. Even the three Saints of the Dao Sect couldn't enter. Back then, Feng Faangya had set a restriction that only those below the Mahayana Period could enter.
No matter who it was, no one could break this rule.
The Western Cult and the Dao Sect had been planning for countless years, all for the sake of entering the Fuxi Divine Palace and obtaining the Jianmu and the Soil of Breath. As for the other things, they weren't very attractive to the five Saints.
Because the Dao was different.
However, those below the Saint realm were all ants.
Therefore, the Fuxi Divine Palace was extremely attractive to anyone other than the Saints.
Therefore, while executing the plans and orders of the Saints, everyone was trying their best to obtain benefits from them.
Unfortunately, after so many years, none of them succeeded.
Until Yang Qiu obtained the Creation Wood and the Soil of Breath.
And now, not only did Yang Qiu get the Jianmu and the Breathing Earth, what else did he get?
The inheritance of the Human Clan Saint, it might even be the inheritance of the Nine Saints.
Yang Yanzong looked at the shrinking Liafeng City in front of him, there was no emotion in his eyes.
"The Nine Refinements of the Ghost Hand can't be fake. Even he couldn't successfully concoct the pill, it could only be the means of a saint, especially the Great Luo Nirvana Pill. Hmph, this alchemy technique must be the secret of the Human Clan Saint. "
Yang Yanzong was indeed worthy of being the master of Yang family. In fact, he had already analyzed all aspects of the technique and grasped some important information.
Obviously, he already knew that Yang Qiu had a few saint items in his possession, because Yang Qiu had displayed a lot of powerful techniques.
Of course, compared to the other families, the Yang family's intelligence system was much more powerful. Even if it was the Zhang family and Yu family, if it wasn't for Yang Qiu, it would be impossible for them to master these items as quickly as the Yang family.
As for the other families, it was much slower.
Of course, Yang Yanzong was a man with wild ambitions. Even if he knew about these things, he didn't reveal too much about them in his clan. He didn't reveal too much about his ally, the Ying Family's Patriarch, Ying Zheng.
"Brother Ying Zheng, this time, you and I will work together. We will divide the benefits equally. From now on, we will be inseparable from each other. What do you think?
Ying Zheng's face, which had turned slightly dark, did not change at all. However, his brows could not help but tremble violently.
"If I can succeed, I want thirty percent. "
Upon hearing Ying Zheng's words, Yang Yanzong was slightly taken aback. But after a while, he finally understood what was going on.
"Alright! Since that's the case, I won't be polite either. Don't worry, the new Saint will definitely be the two of us. "
Ying Zheng nodded slowly, and a smile bloomed on Yang Yanzong's face.
He exhaled lightly and murmured to himself,
"Saints, Saints, who doesn't want to become Saints? Fortunately, I have the news. Once this news gets out, Hmph hmph, I'm afraid all the Great Luo Golden Immortal in the Immortal Realm will go crazy. At that time, even I don't have the slightest confidence. "
The smile on Yang Yanzong's face became brighter and brighter. His eyes seemed to have passed through the spatial zone and time, and he saw Yang Qiu who was sealed by the two great formations.
The formation plate in Yang Xiaojun's hand. He had personally given it to him. It was a formation plate that had been refined with the blood and sweat of 999 Great Luo Taoist Ancestor.
No matter what Yang Xiaojun and Ying Zichu did, they would never have thought that they were merely pawns.
Just as they were trying their best to prevent Yang Qiu from refining the Liafeng City with their Great Luo Golden Immortal subordinates, Yang Yanzong and Ying Zheng suddenly appeared in front of them.
Yang Xiaojun's face turned pale all of a sudden, because he already knew what was going on. Yang Yanzong's appearance meant that he was destined to have no fate with Yang Qiu today.
The figure who appeared at the same time was none other than the Ying Family's Patriarch, Ying Zheng.
Yang Yanzong gave Yang Xiaojun a cold glance, then waved his hand casually.
Boom!
At this time, the Liafeng City, which had been shrunk by two-thirds, had completely turned into a ball of red sticky liquid.