The Martial Saint Assembly was held once every thousand years.
After every thousand years, capable people would appear in large numbers and the Sacred Stars would shine.
The Saints of various major forces would appear one after another. Even some Saints who had hidden themselves away from the world would come out of the mountains to compete for the title of "Martial Saint" that would only appear once every thousand years.
Martial Saint represented the king among Saints. All of them had the ability to fight above their level. They were invincible existences among Saints.
As long as they had the title of "Martial Saint", they could do whatever they wanted in the Transcendent World. They could obtain the respect of any force and be treated with respect. Even Jade Moon Realm experts would think highly of them.
Over the years, as long as those Martial Saints did not die, they would enter the Jade Moon Realm.
This time, the Martial Saint Assembly would be held in an ancient battlefield. That ancient battlefield was located in the smallest realm of the Transcendent World. It was called the "End World".
The End World was a realm located at the center of the Transcendent World. It was an incomparably mystical realm. The area it occupied was only the size of a city. But in reality, it was filled with layers of space. It was called a realm that connected to other realms.
This realm was once an ancient battlefield. After the Human Realm was shattered, it was left behind. It was filled with danger and was not a place where ordinary creatures could stay.
This time, the Martial Saint Assembly would enter the ancient battlefield to determine the final ten thousand Martial Saints. There was only one requirement, and that was whoever remained in the final ten thousand would become a Martial Saint. The longer one stayed, the higher one's ranking would be.
Some people might think that as long as they found a place to hide and hide until the end of the battle, wouldn't they be able to obtain the title of champion?
If that was the case, then they would be gravely mistaken.
There were a few terrifying creatures left behind in this ancient battlefield. There were a few descendants, ancient seeds, and even some incomparably bloodthirsty creatures. No matter where one hid, they would be discovered. No one could escape their detection.
After the Divine Divination Tower and many other forces jointly announced the rules of this Martial Saint Assembly, many Saints who could enter the Martial Saint Assembly flew towards the End World.
There were war chariots flying high in the sky, battleships flying past, and shuttles shuttling back and forth. Some forces' banners were fluttering, and some experts released their powerful auras, forming a grand scene.
Saints from different realms were all rushing at full speed.
Along the way, some Saints could not help but clash. Before they reached the End World, many bloody incidents had already occurred.
If he could reduce the number of opponents along the way, why not?
On the Yang Family's side, Yang Wu and his group also set out.
The Yang Clan used a battleship, and all the Sages who could participate in the Martial Sage Assembly traveled on this battleship.
Yang Wu, Yang Zhennan, Yang Ba, and the others were all on the warship. In addition, Nannan and Yang Zaisheng were also there. They wanted to act on their own, but after being scolded by Yang Wu, they obediently followed.
They were not afraid of anything except Yang Wu.
In their eyes, only Yang Wu could suppress them.
Nannan had already completely grown up. She was wearing a silver robe with a cloak and carrying two blades on her back. She was like a heroine with a heroic spirit. Her beautiful face was suffused with a trace of evil charm that could cause people to be infatuated with her.
Yang Zaisheng, who was beside her, still looked the same as ten years ago. No matter how one looked at him, he looked like a five or six year old child. He was holding a greasy chicken leg in his hand and eating it in big mouthfuls, not caring about his image at all.
Ten years had passed, but he still had not recovered the memories of his previous life. The restriction that Yang Wu had placed on him was also not completely lifted, but his physical strength was already shocking.
Yang Wu and his group rushed at full speed. On the way, they met other Sages. Some of the Sages recognized the Yang Clan's battleship and cupped their hands to let them pass. There were also some Sages who did not care. The Transcendent World was very big, and there were many Sages who were not afraid of the Yang Clan.
Suddenly, Nannan cried out in alarm, "Brother Sheng, quickly take a look. The demonic beast that the guy over there is riding is very strange. It looks like a pig. And that guy over there is carrying something on his back. He looks like a beggar …"
Yang Zaisheng nodded as he ate his chicken leg. "Sister is right. These guys really know how to act. If sister's True Dragon were to transform into the sky, I guarantee that they would be scared shitless."
"Good idea. Uncle Dragon, transform for me." Nannan smiled knowingly, then shouted at the dignified middle-aged man beside her.
The middle-aged man immediately rushed out and transformed into a majestic Five-Clawed True Dragon. A dragon's roar rang out. "Roar!"
The Saints in the vicinity were all shocked, especially their mounts. They were so frightened that they fell from the sky one after another.
"True … True Dragon. Oh my god. Run."
"It's that little devil's mount. It's a True Dragon. I'm scared to death."
"It … It's coming for me. Help, help. It's killing people."
…
The Sages within a few miles were all in a panic. No one dared to travel alongside the Yang Family's battleship.
Yang Wu looked at Nannan and said, "Don't mess around."
Nannan stuck out her tongue at Yang Wu, then summoned her True Dragon back.
"Don't be so ostentatious in the future. There are many big shots in this world that you can't afford to offend." Yang Wu reminded Nannan.
"I know. I won't do it again." Nannan answered honestly.
Yang Zaisheng said, "Those that you can't afford to offend are all old monsters. What's there to be afraid of?"
"You're the only one who's looking down on the world. Maybe there's someone as old as you who's even more outstanding than you." Yang Wu huffed.
"Haha, I'm a genius. Who can compare to me? You're overestimating yourself." Yang Zaisheng laughed maniacally.
Just as he finished speaking, a lazy voice rang out, "Arrogant little brat. Don't you know how to be embarrassed?"
"Who, who dares to talk about me like that? I'll teach you how to behave." Yang Zaisheng looked around.
That voice came from nowhere, and it wasn't something that anyone could discover.
Only Yang Wu could barely pinpoint the direction of the voice. He looked up and saw a child of the same age as Yang Zaisheng lying on a demonic cloud. The child was wearing a simple short shirt and had a weed in her mouth. She crossed her legs and wore two diamond bracelets on her wrists. She looked very cute and proud.
When Yang Wu saw the child, his heart inexplicably beat a lot faster. His blood also boiled. The feeling of being of the same origin called out to him, and he had an inexplicable intimate connection with the child.
"He …" Yang Wu's eyes flashed with surprise, and he became inexplicably excited.
The only people who could make him feel this way were those who were related by blood.
Yang Zhennan also had a strange feeling, but it wasn't as strong as Yang Wu's.
"Why does this child look like Wu 'er when he was young?" Yang Zhennan murmured.
"Who do you think you are? Why don't you take off your pants and see if your little dick has any feathers?" The child lying on the demonic cloud said disdainfully.
Yang Zaisheng looked up and saw a child who looked like him actually daring to laugh at him. He was so angry that he shouted, "Where did this wild child come from? How dare you say that to me? I'll flick your dick a hundred times and again."
After saying that, Yang Zaisheng rushed out of the battleship and rushed toward the child in the demonic cloud.
The child on the demonic cloud had an evil look in her eyes. She said coldly, "Who are you calling a wild child?"
"Of course it's you." Yang Zaisheng shouted and threw a punch at the child.
Yang Zaisheng wasn't bloodthirsty. He controlled the strength of his punch very well, afraid that he would kill the child with one punch.
However, the child wasn't easy to deal with. He jumped out of the demonic cloud and also threw a punch at Yang Zaisheng. He shouted, "You're the wild child!"
Bang!
The two children exchanged blows for the first time. In an instant, there was an earth-shattering explosion. The clouds in the sky collapsed, and the space was collapsing.
Yang Zaisheng held back, but the child opposite him didn't. Yang Zaisheng was blasted away.
After the child succeeded, his eyes were filled with evil. He stepped into the air and swept toward Yang Zaisheng. He gritted his teeth and said, "I'll beat you to death."
This child was brimming with murderous intent. Everyone could feel his shocking murderous intent. Even top-notch Saints felt a chill run down their spines when they sensed it.
"Don't you dare hurt my little brother." Nannan shouted and wanted to rush out. However, Yang Wu held her shoulder and said, "Don't worry. Rebirth won't be defeated like this."
As expected, Yang Zaisheng had already bounced back. He said unwillingly, "Wild child, you have some strength. I'm going to be serious this time."
Yang Zaisheng was born with a divine body and astonishing strength. After ten years of tempering, his combat strength was astonishing. Even if it was just the strength of his physical body, he could kill a Saint with his bare hands.
The two children exchanged blows quickly. The shadows of their fists floated and intertwined. Neither was weaker than the other.
The people of the Yang Family watched the battle between the two children, and their faces were all extremely moved.
The Saints who came from afar also saw this scene. Their jaws almost dropped.
Where did these two children come from? How could their combat strength be so abnormal?
They were only using the strength of their physical bodies, but the strength of their punches was so overbearing. How could they let others live?
"Who is this wild child? How can he be on par with Rebirth's younger brother?" Nannan muttered to herself.
"There are many capable people in the world. He looks young, but maybe he's an old monster who has lived for who knows how long," Yang Zhennan said.
Another Yang Clan Saint said, "That's right. It must be so. Only then can it be explained clearly."
"We can't be careless in this Martial Saint Assembly." Someone else sighed.
"Is he really my son?" The one with the most complicated thoughts was Yang Wu. He guessed that the child in front of him might be his and Hou Youdie's child. Otherwise, he couldn't explain his body's reaction.
The demonic seed and the divine body were born to be sworn enemies. Was this their fated meeting?
Yang Wu faintly felt extremely worried.
"Wild child, you have some strength, but you're still no match for me."
"Hehe, you little brat. Watch me kick your butt."
"Wow, little grandpa is really going to get angry."
"Heh, I'll beat you to death!"
…
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
