When the news reached the Tianqin Clan, Qin Liuyun stood on the balcony and stared blankly for a long while.
The power of five emperors? A Sage?
At that moment, her mind was in a mess. She did not know how to react.
Surprise?
Shock?
Fear?
None of those were enough to express her current feelings.
He had become a Sage?
Had he really become a Sage?
She had no choice but to make Yang Xuan the Tianqin Emperor. She did not expect that he would become a Sage one day.
If that was the case, did that mean that the Tianqin Clan was under the rule of a Sage?
Qin Liuyun's mind was in a mess. She had completely shut down.
At the same time, the news also reached the Celestial Gate Planet, which was in full swing.
Unlike Qin Liuyun who was at a loss, Yang Jiaqiang and Yang Jiayou, the two leaders of the Yang Clan, only smiled excitedly when they heard the news. Then, they poured all their energy into the development of the Yang Clan.
They did not even spread the news to their subordinates.
Firstly, the people from the Yang Family, including them, did not know what a Saint represented.
Secondly …
What a joke. If someone else became a Sage, they might be surprised. But if their Grand Elder became a Sage, what was there to be surprised about?
One had to know that that was their Grand Elder, the one who had created countless miracles and led the Yang Family to glory. What was so strange about that?
Even if he became a God, they would not be surprised, let alone a Sage.
The news continued to spread to the Human Clan.
It was said that when the great Emperor of the Imperial Court heard the news, he only smiled coldly and did not say anything else.
Perhaps in his heart, Yang Xuan was a Sage, so there was nothing strange about it.
On the other hand, Fang Rongxuan went crazy after hearing the news. It was said that he even killed a few servants.
When the Demigod Emperor Samson heard the news, he was shocked. Then, he smiled bitterly.
After that, he looked in the direction of Sirius and cupped his hands three times. The meaning was unclear.
The news continued to spread. In a short time, it had spread throughout the galaxy.
For a moment, Yang Xuan's name was like the sun in the sky. No one could surpass him.
Alliance of Myriad Races.
In the vast space, Cang Sheng tapped his finger on the table as he pondered. After a while, he slowly said, "Has he really become a Saint?"
Below him, Tian Jiu and the other emissaries stood quietly.
Hearing Cang Sheng's question, Tian Jiu smiled bitterly and took a step forward, "My Lord, I have already verified this news with the Heavenly Wolf Holy Priest. His answer was only four words."
"Oh? Those four words? "
"Absolutely!" Tian Jiu said slowly.
"Is it true?" Cang Sheng repeated with a smile on his face, "Interesting, very interesting. It seems that I need to meet this new Profound Sky Saint."
Tian Jiu was shocked, "My Lord, you …"
"There's no need to say anymore. I want to see if this Heavenly Profound Saint truly possesses the abilities of a Saint."
… …
While the various races in the universe were discussing the matter of Yang Xuan becoming a Saint, our Saint was leaning on a rock that had existed for hundreds of millions of years and looking up at the starry sky.
At this moment, Yang Xuan was on an uninhabited planet that was dead silent and filled with strange rocks.
Yang Xuan was leaning on a protruding mountain.
When he entered that strange state of transcendence with the help of the four Jewels, the strange feeling that followed made him feel like he was struck by lightning again.
What was Dao?
Creating something out of nothing?
Zero, Return to One.
Messy thoughts kept circling in his mind, as unpredictable as the terrifying Void Energy that was hidden under the calmness.
What was a Saint?
What did he use to become a Saint?
This was the question that he had been thinking about.
In fact, when he entered the state of zero and successfully returned to One, he had been thinking about this question when he saw the black-red light.
Time passed slowly. On this desolate planet in an unknown corner of the universe, there was no distinction between day and night. Sparse starlight shone down from extremely far away, reflecting on the desolate land, giving it a different kind of messy beauty.
Gradually, Yang Xuan's body began to dissipate.
He entered the state of zero again.
Light balls of various sizes came one after another, each of them exuding a huge oppressive force.
Yang Xuan did not dare to disturb them. He just tried to reduce his presence as much as possible, hiding in a corner and observing.
If each ball of light was a god, like the Wolf God, then would he be able to absorb the power of other gods?
After the state of zero, it was the state of Return to One.
According to the principle of Sirius' God's Sacrifice, the so-called Return to One was to adjust the frequency of one's soul to match the inherent frequency of the Wolf God's power, and then communicate with it.
However, if the Wolf God had its own inherent frequency, then other gods also had their own frequency.
Yang Xuan's eyes lit up.
Could he understand it this way? Every god had their own inherent frequency band. When he was in the state of zero, he could accept all the frequency bands, so he could see other light balls.
When he entered Return to One and fixed his own frequency to match the frequency of the Wolf God, he could only see the Wolf God.
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this idea was correct. However, he could not verify it.
Firstly, he did not know the frequency of other gods. Secondly, he did not dare to test it.
Every god was a terrifying existence. If he was not careful, he could be smashed to pieces.
While he was thinking, the other light balls seemed to have discovered his existence and pressured him with their power.
The alert Yang Xuan adjusted his state in time and entered Return to One.
As expected, the black-red light ball occupied all his vision. It asked mechanically, "My slave, what do you need?"
It felt like he was facing a set program, a beginner artificial intelligence that could only answer and respond according to the rules.
Yang Xuan suddenly had a strange idea and decided not to play by the rules.
"Hello, I am Yang Xuan."
He did not use the ancient language of the Celestial Wolf. Instead, he spoke in the human language.
Boom!
The terrifying power of death came crashing down, vowing to tear Yang Xuan into pieces.
Fortunately, Yang Xuan was prepared and instantly withdrew from Return to One.
Just like last time, the other light balls released their power and blocked the Wolf God's obliteration.
After calming down, Yang Xuan adjusted his frequency again and entered the state of Return to One.
"My slave, what do you need?"
The black-red Wolf God said this sentence as usual. It was as if he did not take Yang Xuan's actions to heart at all.
However, Yang Xuan was more willing to believe that this big blockhead was brainless and could not remember.
After thinking about it, he said the established prayer in the ancient language of the Celestial Wolf.
The gentle power of the Wolf God came down like a tide. However, it was not harmful at all. Instead, it penetrated Yang Xuan's body and circled around him. However, it did not interfere with his original power, as if it existed in a different world.
Yang Xuan pondered for a moment and said in the ancient language of the Celestial Wolf, "Great Wolf God, please tell me, how can I become a saint?"
However, the Wolf God did not respond to his words at all. He only said mechanically, "My slave, what do you need?"
Yang Xuan's eyes lit up.
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