"Isn’t it the secret law of resurrection? What is this?" The black man next to Paul asked curiously.
"This is... this is rebirth after death!"
Paul spoke, and everyone shivered. He then said excitedly, "How many years has it been? From a lowly Blood Baron to the Blood Prince, I’ve lived through the dieval era, the modern age, and even this current era! And now... I’ve finally witnessed the ancient winds!"
Ancient winds?
Hearing Paul’s trembling voice, everyone was astounded, their hearts pounding wildly, their breath quickening.
A disguised Taoist from China, who appeared as a god-level warrior but behaved rudely, interjected, "Do you an Shen Yuanba... does he... he wants to..."
"Yes! He wants to... he wants to..."
Roar!
The Xi’an Saint!
The highest realm known among Earth Practitioners!
This is a level of power that only existed in ancient tis!
Although there were sacred terms and miracles associated with it, all those who had truly reached this realm understood: while it was akin to being part of the populace of God, it also had its limitations. Two to three hundred years—if one could not push through in that ti, what would one beco?
Only anomalous entities, like beings of blood, could rely on their unique constitutions to endure until today!
But the Three Sages are different!
According to legends, all Immortals—those who have lived incredibly long lives, usually spanning thousands of years—transcend normal existence.
From then on, they cease consuming mortal foods and abandon worldly occupations.
Most importantly, those who have attained immortality coexist in harmony with the forces of the world, occasionally disintegrating and then reorganizing their power anew.
In the eyes of cultivators, they are truly transcendent beings—genuine gods.
It is commonly believed that after the inexplicable decline of the ancient era, the path to Scattered Immortals was severed. Throughout the dieval, modern, and contemporary ages, no one had heard of anyone attaining the glory of the Scattered Immortals!
But now, not only did they witness it, they watched Shen Yuanba surpass the limits of True God in one leap—achieving the feats of the ancients. Yet, no one dared challenge his divine ascent!
At this mont, no one held anything but reverence for Shen Yuanba. Even their breaths beca cautious, fearing the slightest sound might shatter this solemn mont.
However, in contrast to the practitioners, the wealthy families of Yanjing were far less restrained!
They didn’t understand the full might of the Three Sages, but it didn’t prevent them from knowing that Shen Yuanba had now ascended to Immortal status!
This was a tale out of legend!
But just as they were about to express their amazent, a voice suddenly erupted into laughter.
"Hahaha! The old man is finally at ease! After all, this old man has no more worries. Shen Yuanba has ascended to Immortal. My Zhou Family has neither fallen nor declined in these thousands of years!"
Hearing this, the crowd turned to look, only to find that the speaker was Mr. Zhou Fuhai. Known for his cunning intellect, Mr. Zhou Fuhai wore a triumphant expression.
It turned out that, after Shen Yuanba’s three failed attempts to defeat Yang Tian, Mr. Zhou Fuhai could no longer stay on the sidelines. He ca directly to Hualong Mountain!
But when he arrived, he was just in ti to see Shen Yuanba’s sword pierce into himself. The scene nearly made Zhou Fuhai faint!
Now, however, he was overjoyed, almost feeling as if the clouds had parted to reveal the moon!
With Shen Yuanba’s attainnt of the Three Sages realm, it made him an ideal ally of the Zhou Family. How could he not be sought after?
The heads of the wealthy families imdiately responded to Mr. Zhou Fuhai’s proclamation.
The Zhou Family!
Years ago, the Zhou Family staked everything on Shen Bangguo, propelling them to the pinnacle of Yanjing’s elite aristocracy!
Now that Shen Yuanba had been deified, the Zhou Family’s status beca even more unshakable.
Thus, one by one, those families with ties to the Zhou Family and Yang Tian stepped forward without hesitation to offer their congratulations.
In their hearts, they all shared a singular thought: Yang Tian’s influence had now vanished. At this mont, the only way to ensure survival in Yanjing was to firmly latch onto Mr. Zhou’s coattails and make ands for any prior estrangent with his family.
The head of the Qi Family, Qi Wencheng, who had suffered under the suppression from many families due to Yang Tian’s presence, now had no choice. Before the Immortal Master, Shen Yuanba, his fate was sealed!
On the mountainside, the only one who hadn’t stepped forward to congratulate Zhou Jia was Fang Jiajia.
Although he hesitated, his second son, Fang Yang, quickly tugged at him and urged, "Father, what are you waiting for? We were estranged from the Zhou Family in the past. Now is the ti to make reparations."
"Second Brother, no!" The eldest son, Fang Hao, shook his head.
Before Fang Hao could finish, Fang Yang sneered, "And what then? Brother, do you not know that Father led our family to back that young man surnad Yang against the Zhou Family? If we don’t seize this opportunity to repair relations with the Zhou Family now, our standing in Yanjing will no longer be secure!"
Hearing this, Fang Hao fell silent.
Fang Yi’s expression shifted repeatedly. At last, she sighed and let Fang Yang pull her toward Zhou Fuhai.
With Zhou Fuhai’s influence, the entire mountainside began to stir.
Now, should I still rely on Yang Tian?
Hearing Yang Tian’s na, Shen Yuanba imdiately let out a cold snort, his eyes instantly igniting with rage.
True, Yang Tian had once been strong enough to utter such words, but what of now?
Shen Yuanba had since surpassed the limits of True God; he had been Immortal and returned again, a force vast as the dust and stars!
Yet against the Scattered Immortal Shen Yuanba, Yang Tian dared speak this way—such arrogance! It was a provocation to the dignity of the Scattered Immortals, a dismissal of Shen Yuanba’s triumph over death itself to attain divinity.
And how could Shen Yuanba endure that?
However, though enraged, Shen Yuanba didn’t lose his composure. Instead, he sneered disdainfully and said, "Foolish child. In that case, let show you the dignity of the Three Sages, why we are called Immortal, and why we stand at the pinnacle of cultivation!"
As he spoke, Shen Yuanba raised the bronze sword in his hand slowly and deliberately.
In an instant, the heavens and earth alternated between light and shadow, as the purest spirits of both realms gathered around his blade.
This moved Yang Tian!
Yang Tian stepped forward, his fist clenched fiercely before he hurled it with all his might.
"Slay the Devil, Pierce the Soul!"
A whoosh!
Countless Black Swords materialized, unleashed in unison by Yang Tian’s strike. They surged toward Shen Yuanba with an overwhelming force!
"What a magnificent attack!"
Seeing this, the observers, including the god-level experts clad in black, exclaid in astonishnt.
They could clearly feel the power emanating from Yang Tian’s strike. Any one of those swords could kill them instantly.
The might of divine force in the present age was truly terrifying!
Yet Blood Lord Paul rely shook his head lightly and said, "Indeed splendid, but it’s still not enough."
Not enough?
Before anyone could process this, they saw the spirit coalescing around Shen Yuanba’s divine sword burst forth in radiance.
Without even needing Shen Yuanba to swing his blade, the countless Black Swords unleashed by Yang Tian were instantly dispelled!
"So it’s true!"
Witnessing this, everyone imdiately understood Paul’s words!
Yang Tian’s attack was genuinely fierce—extraordinarily so!
For any of them, it would have been a fatal assault!
But now, Yang Tian wasn’t facing them; he was facing Shen Yuanba—a man who, since ancient tis, was the only one to ascend to the realm of the Three Sages.
Against such a powerful individual, Yang Tian’s attack, however impressive, posed no threat to Shen Yuanba.
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