The Saint Blood Tribe was a very ancient race. It was one of the top ten special bloodlines in ancient times, but Ye Qinghan didn't know much about it. Although these second and third degree cultivators weren't strong, that was because their bloodline wasn't strong enough and they hadn't reached Ancestral Awakening. If they had, they would definitely be on par with him.
Before long, a dignified old man with a strong bloodline descended. Although he hadn't reached Ancestral Awakening, his combat strength was already extraordinary. He should be on par with the older generation of the Crazy Manor, or even slightly superior.
The Saint Blood Tribe's city lord, Sheng Yuezun, had white hair and an immortal aura. He looked at Ye Qinghan with disgust. It was a hatred that came from the depths of his bones.
"Who are you? How did you break into my Saint Blood Realm? " Sheng Yuezun looked at Ye Qinghan, who was wearing a dragon and tiger mask. He couldn't see through Ye Qinghan's identity, but he could tell that he was an outsider and not a member of the Saint Blood Tribe.
Ye Qinghan looked at the old man and bowed slightly. "I am an outsider. Please introduce me to the Saint Blood Tribe's patriarch. I would like to see him."
Sheng Yuezun looked at his clansman lying in a pool of blood and clenched his fists. The saint blood was thick, and the strength in his body completely surpassed that of an ordinary person. This might be the special characteristic of a special bloodline.
"You dare to run wild in my Saint Blood Realm alone and even talk about meeting the patriarch? You really don't put my Saint Blood Tribe in your eyes." Sheng Yuezun reprimanded in a deep voice.
Ye Qinghan shook his head. "He's not dead, and I'm not running wild. If I really wanted to be your enemy, these dozen or so people would be lying on the ground already. I hope the city lord won't make things difficult for me. I'll leave as soon as I find the information I want."
Sheng Yuezun's killing intent grew even thicker. The Saint Blood Tribe had cultivated here for countless years and had grown accustomed to peace. They didn't like war, so he didn't want to let this outsider leave alive!
"What information do you want?" Sheng Yuezun asked.
Ye Qinghan replied bluntly. "It's about the identity of the Hall Master of Elite Hall."
Sheng Yuezun was startled. A strange light flashed in his eyes. He gestured with his hand. "Follow me."
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Sheng Le Zun soared into the sky and sped towards the east.
Ye Qinghan followed closely behind with the multi-colored snake and Sovereign Ye. In the blink of an eye, they caught up with Sheng Le Zun.
Sheng Yuezun was vigilant as he muttered to himself, "This person is so strong. I can't let him leave. Otherwise, I don't know how much trouble he will bring to the Saint Blood Tribe."
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!
Sheng Le Zun took Ye Qinghan and rushed towards the Sacred Mountain in the east. That was where the direct descendants of the Saint Blood Race were located. All the experts were there. No one who fell in would be able to come out.
However, Ye Qinghan was confident in himself. Although he didn't have the Human Dao Emperor Pagoda, he still had a pair of indestructible fists. If he didn't want to fight, he could run anywhere.
The Sacred Mountain towered into the clouds.
Within a radius of three hundred miles around the Saint Mountain, there were all direct descendants of the Saint Blood Tribe. Ancient and majestic cities surrounded the mountain.
Ye Qinghan's eyes pierced through the void and saw the power of the Saint Blood Tribe. He was secretly shocked. The Saint Blood Tribe seemed to be much stronger than an ancient master god or a clan with an emperor's inheritance.
The emperor's inheritance had fallen, but the Saint Blood Tribe hadn't.
Whoosh!
Sheng Le Zun swooped down and landed outside the Saint Blood Tribe's Sacred Mountain city.
Ye Qinghan followed closely behind and landed slowly without causing any disturbance. He looked up at the Sacred Mountain. There was a strong aura of an expert spreading out. The emperor's aura had already formed. He didn't see anyone at this time. He didn't know if this person had truly stepped into the Taigu Emperor realm.
"Please." Sheng Le Zun gestured with his hand.
Ye Qinghan put the multi-colored snake and Sovereign Ye back into his bloodline. He walked slowly, but his speed wasn't slow. He shuttled through the streets and arrived at the foot of the Sacred Mountain after two hours.
The Sacred Mountain wasn't steep. There were many ancient buildings halfway up the mountain and a staircase that led to the sky.
Sheng Le Zun led Ye Qinghan up the staircase and walked towards the middle of the Sacred Mountain.
At this time, three powerful youths stopped the two. They looked at the masked Ye Qinghan and said in a deep voice, "Please take off your mask."
Whoosh!
Ye Qinghan didn't refuse. He took off his mask and revealed a determined face. He didn't look old, but he had experienced many vicissitudes of life.
"Who are you?" One of the youths glanced at Sheng Le Zun and stared at Ye Qinghan.
Ye Qinghan said faintly, "My name is Ye Qinghan. I'm from the Undying Immortal World, a vassal of the Ancient Immortal World. Dao Friend, you can help me inform your clan's leader that I want to see him."
Boom —
Bang!
The three youths didn't even look back. They directly sent out palms and surrounded Ye Qinghan from three sides. They were so fast that even Sheng Le Zun couldn't react.
Whoosh!
Ye Qinghan was also stunned, but his reaction was even faster. He dodged and twisted his body, evading the three attacks in the blink of an eye. Then, he exchanged a palm strike with each of them. The shockwave spread out in all directions, and the barrier on the Sacred Mountain was activated, causing it to shine brightly.
Boom!
The three of them didn't use any weapons. They swept their long legs and cut off mountains and rivers.
Ye Qinghan used two fists to block six punches. He swept his legs and hit the three six times in an instant. He floated calmly in the air and looked down at the three youths from the Blood Saint Race. They were all first-rate experts and didn't lose to Sheng Le Zun. They could be ranked in the middle of the older generation of the Crazy Manor.
"Everyone, is this how the Blood Saint Race treats their guests?" Ye Qinghan asked in a deep voice.
The leader of the youths clenched his fists and replied, "Sorry, but you're not a guest. Are you going to surrender or wait for me to take you down?"
Ye Qinghan looked at the three youths. Their individual strength could be ranked in the middle of the older generation of the Crazy Manor, but their fighting experience couldn't compare. Even if they joined forces, they wouldn't be able to last an hour against him.
"I don't like to kill, and I don't want to be enemies with the Blood Saint Race. I've searched the entire universe, and you're the only race from the Primeval Immortal World. There's a lot of information you know, which is why I took the liberty to come and disturb you. If you're willing to be friends, I'll return the favor," Ye Qinghan reminded them.
Whoosh!
"You talk too much!"
Boom boom boom!
Woo woo woo —
The three youths' punches and kicks were indeed good. Their shockwaves swept through the air as they kicked Ye Qinghan.
Boom!
Bang!
This time, Ye Qinghan was angered. He used the power of order to punch the three youths.
Bang bang bang!
The three punches were as fast as lightning, and the attacks were extremely tricky. It was completely against common sense. The three youths' combat strength was indeed good, but their fighting experience was like that of children in front of Ye Qinghan. They were sent flying by Ye Qinghan's three punches.
Crack!
The three youths were punched in the neck. The power of order reversal swept through their bodies and knocked them to the ground.
Sheng Yuezun was shocked. The three youths were among the top fifteen of the Blood Saint Race, but they were defeated by Ye Qinghan in a single punch. Perhaps only the patriarch of the Blood Saint Race could do such a thing.
"Frogs at the bottom of a well, I've already said that I don't want to be enemies with the Blood Saint Race. I'd like to invite the patriarch of your race to come out and meet me. Otherwise, don't blame me if we hurt each other," Ye Qinghan said in a low voice.
The sound waves rolled, and Qi soared into the sky, directly into the boundary of the Holy Mountain.
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