Martial World's
Ch 1398 - Destination of the Saint Race
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When the woman heard the arrogant words of the Good Fortune Saint Son, not only was she not angry, but she instead giggled, “Hehehe, His Highness the Holy Son was quite greedy, not only was he angry, but if you really want to dispose of the trash to the Heavenly Realm, with your current strength, it is not difficult at all. Only the four great Protectors that the Saint Sovereign dropped were half of a True Divinity. Moreover, in the Heaven Saint Convocation of our saint race, there are many other hidden powerhouses whose strength has reached an unexpected limit. If you can invite them to come out of their hidden realms then annihilating the human race will not be difficult at all. ”
Good Fortune Saint Son shook his head, “A centipede is still difficult to kill even when disconnected. Even though the golden age of mankind had passed, they were still not easy to deal with. Only one Heavenly Dream Empyrean had approached infinity to reach True Divinity, and even among half a True Divinity realm powerhouse, there was still a weak and powerful division. Empyrean Divine Dream was an existence that stood exactly at the peak of that level. I don't even know to what extent the power of women has reached. Also, there were still two Empyreans at Mount Potala who possessed strength that was also unfathomable. The Great Boundless Buddha has long been famous for a hundred million years and is the oldest heavenly monk most qualified on Mount Potala. There was also that War Buddha, Emperor Shakya. Even though he was only an increasing talent, his strength was actually more terrifying than that of an older one. I know that his reputation as a War Buddha is not clear to everyone, but it is indeed terrible. The transcendent celestial power he created himself was called the 'Three Thousand Great Worlds', where he was able to divide his primordial soul a thousand times, three times. In other words, he divided himself into a billion reincarnated incarnations within a billion different worlds, all enlightening himself through a billion lives and allowing him to experience a billion samsaras. Then, his avatar ascended into the heavenly Realm, slowly fusing back into his true self. He, too, was someone very close to the world of True Divinity, and his strength had reached an incomprehensible level.
“Although we can annihilate the human race, we have to pay a high price to do so, and right now, this price is not something we can afford. All right, time to get down! ”
The Good Fortune Saint Son flew down. The 100 plus Empyreans that were behind him were only there to increase his momentum and influence here. As for who was negotiating, it was only the Saint Fortune Son alone.
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There was a large dark hall that was over a thousand feet tall and wide. In this large hall was a stone table made from immortal god stones, in a square shape over 200 feet wide and long. The ones standing on both sides stared at each other sharply.
The Good Fortune Saint Son sat at one end of the stone table, an iron fan in his hand. A confident and lazy smile adorned his face.
Behind him stood a strong woman in a tight and open flexible armor as well as many other Empyreans of the saint race.
And on the other side of this table are the Empyreans of humanity. The heavenly dream and the other three stood on the seat of honor.
Of these three, two of them wore robes and held monk sticks in their hands. Their bald foreheads show 12 rings. The last person was the red-robed old man. He quietly sat at the negotiating table, his eyes closed in silence, exuding a feeling of aloofness and distance.
The first two were naturally the two Empyreans from Mount Potala. As for the last person, it was one of the great Hidden Empyreans – Skyrend Godlord.
The Skyrend Godlord's name had been famous for 80 million years. In the past, he had established the Skyrend God Sect in the heavenly Realm. For a period of time, other than Mount Potala, no other influence could compare to him.
But after that, due to some unknown things, the Skyrend Godlord went deep into seclusion and no one could find any trace of him.
As for the Skyrend God Sect, they ran out of their fate with the departure of the Skyrend Godlord. Although they still managed to defend themselves with the hidden protection of the Skyrend Godlord, they gradually refused.
Now that the great calamity of humanity has arrived, he has also emerged from his exile.
"Now, let's get started!"
The Good Fortune Saint Son spoke in a commanding pose, his voice filled with brash arrogance as if he had already placed himself on par with the existing Empyrean humans.
"Hehe, does the saint race not have anyone else? They send a little hairless and smelly baby boy like you to manage the negotiations that concern the future of the two races? "
A cold voice echoed. The one who spoke was the Fire God, a human Empyrean. He spoke in a mocking tone, unable to bear the rampant attitude of a Saint Fortune Child.
"Haha!" The Good Fortune Saint Son chuckled. “Since when is it your turn to speak? A medium to low Empyre like you would be stranded at your level forever, so what qualifications do you have to question me? In the few hundred years when I become a World King, my power will exceed yours. And after a thousand years, when I become an Empyrean, killing you will be no different than crushing ants under my feet! ”
The Good Fortune Saint Son's words caused the Empyrean humans to frown. This Good Fortune Saint Son was truly too arrogant.
Normally, one needed a million years of cultivation to reach the Empyrean realm. But, this kind of person mostly relied on piling up their resources and gathering their cultivation for many years; their strength was likely not too overwhelming.
There was another type of person who naturally possessed an extreme level of talent and was able to cultivate to the Empyrean realm in a single breath with unstoppable momentum. For example, the War Buddha of Emperor Shakya and the Skyrend Godlord are two such characters. They had only used tens of thousands of years to become an Empyrean. For this type of character, there was a chance for them to become True Immortals in the future.
But, even Emperor Shakya was far from this Child of Good Fortune. Listening to its meaning, he said that he could reach Empyrean kingdom in just a few thousand years!
Moreover, once he became an Empyrean, he would be able to kill all the other Empyreans at his level as if he was digesting vegetables.
Good Fortune Saint Son sneered once again, “Then you and I can swear now. 500 years from now we will have a life or death battle. If you are too afraid to come, then all your meridians will be damaged and your cultivation will be completely wasted. And if you defy your oath, then you will get a counterattack from your evil spirits that will cause your soul to perish! ”
"Why don't I swear? Since when have I ever been afraid of something in my life? ”Fire God stands, standing up against the hard Son of Fortune Saint. But at this moment, Empyrean Divine Dream removed her sleeve and an invisible force pressed down on her, forcing her to retreat.
The Fire God's eyes widened. He looked at Empyrean Divine Dream, "Why did you stop me?"
"That's enough . We are here to negotiate, not to fight gambling. ”
Divine Dream's voice was weak, but her words contained an unbearable feeling. This is the majesty and dignity of the heavenly Dream. With its powerful strength and deep aura, even that wild Fire God was unable to dissent from it.
The Fire God gritted his teeth and firmly sat back down.
"If the heavenly Dream stops me then it's because in his eyes, am I really not a suitable match for a Saint Fortune Child 500 years from now?" He did not think that his judgment was superior to the heavenly Dream. If that was true, then this Good Fate Holy Child was truly too frightening. Perhaps in 5000 years, the Good Fortune Saint Son would grow to the point where he could lead an army of saints to trample over the entire heavenly Realm. There would not even be a need for the Good Fortune Saint Sovereign to do anything!
The Fire God looked at the Child of Fortune Saint. All he saw was a satisfied expression on his face. Then, Saint Son's eyes turned to Empyrean Divine Dream and did not look at her anymore.
“I've heard that Empyrean Divine Dream man is the most mysterious woman of the human race and also the most beautiful woman. I've always had a deep sense of admiration towards Empyrean Divine Dream, and now that I see you today, you're truly a woman whose beauty is without rivals. Even the countless women in my harem cannot compare to you. In my life, if I could take a woman as great as the Heavenly Dream Empyrean as my wife then I would really be able to live a life without regrets, hahaha! ”
When the Good Fortune Saint Son spoke, his eyes were fixed on Empyrean Divine Dream. His words were filled with an overly old seductive meaning, clearly aimed at him.
Empyrean Divine Dream did not seem to hear such disrespectful actions; her expression remained as calm as before. But at this moment, in the eyes of the Son of Fortune Saint, the figure of Empyrean Divine Dream suddenly blurred. The cone-shaped soul attack was directed directly at the spiritual sea of the Good Fortune Saint Son!
The figure of the Good Fortune Saint Son trembled and a barrier of light appeared in front of him, blocking this heavenly sense sword. His body trembled and the immortal god stone chair beneath him exploded into stone powder.
"M !?"
On the side of the saint race, many Empyrean people immediately stood up. Empyrean Divine Dream's illusory attack had just caused the Good Fortune Saint Son to suffer a serious loss. Fortunately, the Good Fortune Saint Sovereign had placed a heavenly protective talisman on his body that had blocked this heavenly sense attack. Even so, the stone chair underneath had been completely destroyed.
"I'm fine!" The Child of Good Fortune stood up and many saint Empyreans sat back down. It seemed like everything that had happened in the blink of an eye just now had nothing to do with him at all.
He saw the heavenly Dream and excitedly smiled, “Heavenly Empyrean power The dream is truly amazing. Since you don't want me to sit, then I'll stand up. ”
Empyrean Divine Dream had a calm expression. He did not expect that his attack would be able to kill the Good Fortune Saint Son; he only wanted him to suffer loss and damage his momentum and prestige. At the negotiating table, taking initiative is very important. Even so, he did not think that the protective spell placed on his body would be so powerful. It forcibly shattered his sword with heavenly sense and the Good Fortune Saint Son ended unscathed. This caused Empyrean Divine Dream to fear the Good Fortune Saint Sovereign even more.
"Cut the crap and let's get straight to what we're here for!" At this moment, beside Empyrean Divine Dream, the red-robed Skyrend Godlord suddenly spoke loudly. His voice was thick and growling but filled with piercing power, causing one's eardrum to tingle with numbness.
The Good Fortune Saint Son turned towards the Skyrend Godlord. He slowly said, "You are the Skyrend Godlord? Not bad . Good, since this is a negotiation, I will not delay any further. Let's dive into this problem! ”
When the Good Fortune Saint Son called the Skyrend Godlord by his name, this caused all of the other Empyrean humans to feel a chill crawling their backs. The Skyrend Godlord had disappeared in seclusion for the past several tens of millions of years, but even so, the saint race had information about him. Although the Good Fortune Saint Son did not recognize the appearance of the Skyrend Godlord, he was able to correctly deduce who he was from the fact that he could sit on the seat of honor among all the human powerhouses as well as the aura and Laws he developed.
The understanding of the saint race towards Empyrean humans was much deeper than they thought!
Get to know yourself, get to know your enemies, and be invincible. Not only are the saints more powerful than humans, but the information they possess is also far greater than that of humans!
With this, how could an Empyrean human not worry?
"Let me get straight to the point. I'll state this clearly for all of you. In that great war 3.6 billion years ago, many lives perished and death and destruction spread throughout the universe. Although my holy race is very powerful, we do not expect for the destruction of countless lives during every samsara of the great calamity. So, this time, my holy race wants to create a new order. We want to use this new order to stop major disasters from happening again. My saint race wishes to cooperate with humanity and build a heaven in the heavenly Transferring Heaven where saints and humans can coexist in peace and harmony. We will be able to share our martial arts heritage and resources with each other, helping our race reach new heights and develop the heavenly Realm together. What are you thinking?"
The Good Fortune Saint Son looked at the Skyrend Godlord, an amused smile on his face.
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