Yang Zaisheng was being abused.
Most of his power had been sealed by Yang Wu, leaving only his physical strength. Although it was still very abnormal, he was not a match for the child in front of him.
"You dare to call yourself Young Master with this little strength? This Young Master is your grandfather." The child fighting Yang Zaisheng was full of fighting spirit. He spoke with an evil aura, not holding back at all against Yang Zaisheng. Punch after punch, he wildly beat up Yang Zaisheng. If it were not for Yang Zaisheng's powerful physical body, Yang Zaisheng would have died without a doubt.
"Nannan, save him," Yang Wu ordered, pausing for a moment before adding, "Don't hurt the child, capture him alive."
"Yes, Big Brother," Nannan responded, flying out of the warship and attacking the child.
One of his hands stretched out infinitely, grabbing at the child, while the other grabbed at Yang Zaisheng.
It was also at this time that Yang Zaisheng suddenly shouted, "Big Sister, don't come over and help me, I can deal with this brat."
Suddenly, a tyrannical aura burst out from Yang Zaisheng's body, as if the seal on his power had been lifted a lot. He once again erupted with a powerful force, clashing with the child in front of him.
The child was not afraid. Instead, his face was filled with excitement. He replied, "Come, be a bit stronger, otherwise it'll be really boring."
Just as the two children were about to clash again, a voice rang out, "Rascal, don't cause any more trouble. Quickly go to the Last World."
This voice only fell into the child's ears. It was difficult for others to detect it, not even Yang Wu.
"Boring," the child grumbled. He somersaulted and returned to the demonic cloud, saying, "We'll fight again at the Martial Saint Assembly. I'll let you off for now."
"Where do you think you're going?" Yang Zaisheng had just been beaten up and had not yet recovered his face. How could he expect the child to escape?
Just as he was about to catch up, another figure was even faster than him and rushed towards the child.
"Patriarch!" Everyone on the Yang Family Battleship exclaimed.
No one had expected Yang Wu to personally make a move. Could it be that there was something wrong with that child?
The child on the demonic cloud reacted quickly and drove the demonic cloud away. He cursed, "I beat up the young one, and the old one came. This is bad."
The speed of the devil cloud's advance was very fast, but Yang Wu's speed was even faster. Before he arrived, he had already stretched out a palm that blotted out the sky and grabbed towards the child and the devil cloud. He would never allow the child to escape.
However, just as his palm touched the child, the speed of the demonic cloud instantly increased. The child even turned around and made a funny face at him. "Shameless old man, you even dare to bully a child. I'll teach you a lesson next time."
Mo Yun took the child and left through the Void Shuttle.
"No!" Yang Wu finally saw this child who might be his son. He naturally did not want to miss this opportunity. He transmitted, "Father, lead the clansmen to the Last World. Don't wait for me."
The next moment, the Thunder Tribulation Cloud also appeared beside him, bringing him in the direction of the child.
The Thunder Tribulation Cloud's speed was not slow. Under Yang Wu's urging, it caught up with the child at full speed.
The child thought that he had gotten rid of Yang Wu. When he saw Yang Wu rushing over, his eyes jumped and he exclaimed, "This guy can also control the magic cloud? Old Ghost actually lied to me, saying that my demonic cloud was unique and could not find a second one in the Transcendent Realm. Too hateful. "
"Demonic cloud, Demonic cloud, hurry up for me. I don't want to be caught by this guy." The child urged the demonic cloud.
"Child, don't run. I have something to say to you." Yang Wu caught up with the child and shouted.
"Old man, I'm not familiar with you. There's nothing to say." The child responded.
"You're my son." Yang Wu wanted to roar out loud, but when the words reached his mouth, he swallowed them back. He was really afraid that all of this was just an illusion. He sped up and charged over, determined to capture the child. Just as he was about to do so, a power descended from the sky and enveloped him.
Yang Wu's hair instantly stood on end. He raised his fist and threw out a heaven-defying punch.
Bang!
The power that came out of nowhere was extremely overbearing. It shattered the power of his punch and slapped him down from the sky.
Pu!
Yang Wu felt as if Mount Tai was pressing down on him. His body fell heavily to the ground, and a deep hole appeared on the ground. He spat out a mouthful of blood.
The opponent's strength was definitely an overlord level powerhouse. Otherwise, it would be impossible to slap him down from the sky in one move.
"Hey, you're not dead yet. How rare." An ethereal voice rang out.
"Old Ghost, I thought you wouldn't make a move and would just wait for me to be caught." The child stopped and shouted into the void.
"Brat, don't be impudent in front of your master." After the voice rang out, another palm descended and slapped the child's body. The child and the demonic cloud were slapped a few li away.
"Old Ghost, if you bully me again, be careful that when I grow up, I'll kick your butt." The child said unhappily. He then said, "Why don't you kill that fellow and leave him alive to take revenge on me?"
"Hehe, he can take a palm from me and not die. He can be considered to have some ability. Let's leave him alive first. In the future, let him be your whetstone."
"That's fine too. Give me a little more time. I'll kill everyone from the War Race."
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Yang Wu stood up. He had already lost sight of the child. He adjusted his breathing and a pained expression appeared on his face. "Who took him away? Who!"
He finally saw a child who might be his, but before he could acknowledge him, he was taken away. His mood was incomparably uncomfortable. At the same time, he realized that the person who took his child away was most likely a powerful overlord. They were much stronger than him.
He didn't know where the other party came from, but his child's entire body was covered in an evil aura. He definitely wasn't walking on the right path.
"I must find him. I can't let him go astray." Yang Wu steeled his heart and forced out a drop of blood essence. He hoped to use the blood essence to guide the way to find his child.
Unfortunately, the blood essence didn't have any reaction. He couldn't help but suspect that his guess was wrong.
"If Huaijin was here, it would be much easier." Yang Wu thought to himself.
Yue Huaijin was left behind by him in the Yang Family in case of any accidents.
He was confident that with the black pot on his back, even if he encountered an overlord level figure, he could still escape if he couldn't win.
Only now did he realize that he had underestimated these overlord level figures.
Yang Wu once again landed on the thunder tribulation cloud and chased in the direction that the child left. Unfortunately, he completely lost sight of him.
Helpless, he could only head in the direction of the apocalypse world. He muttered to himself, "He will definitely go to the apocalypse world."
The saints that appeared at this time were basically all heading towards the apocalypse world.
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The apocalypse world was not only the location of the Martial Saint Assembly, but also the location of the Myriad Martial Assembly.
The apocalypse world was known as the smallest world, but it was also the largest world.
There were layers of space inside. After entering, it wasn't easy to come out. The saints of the transcendent world would only compete in the first three layers of the apocalypse world. After the top ten thousand saints were decided, the fourth layer would be opened and they would enter the final battle of the Myriad Martial Assembly.
The apocalypse world was extremely special. The layers of space inside didn't seem to be within the transcendent world. It was rumored that it was once the center of the human world and was connected to other realms. That was why the ten thousand saints could compete there.
Whether it was true or not, one would only know after experiencing it.
In the small apocalypse world, there were many war chariots, battleships, and flying mounts continuously descending. Every one of them was a living being of the human race. Their strength had reached the Star Rune Realm.
When they moved, star runes would appear on their backs, displaying their powerful forces.
The Martial Saint Assembly hadn't started yet, but the Divine Divination Pavilion had already released the prediction of the Martial Saint Assembly.
First Martial Saint: Putuoluo from the Tianli Temple. He was a saint who had been famous for a long time. He had already reached the half-step Heaven Ascension Realm and could enter the Heaven Ascension Realm at any time.
As long as he hadn't truly reached the Jade Moon Realm, he was still a saint. It was the same for the half-step Heaven Ascension Realm. This kind of peak saint could participate in the battle of the Martial Saints.
This rule had been established for a long time. Its purpose was to avoid being at a disadvantage when fighting against beings from other realms.
Putuoluo was able to become first because he had already been an invincible saint three thousand years ago. He had fought 108 battles without losing a single one.
In these years, he had cultivated his body and mind. He didn't have any achievements, but the Divine Divination Pavilion still ranked him first. This was also after consideration.
No one had any objections to this prediction.
Second Martial Saint was Xie Zhen from the Immortal Palace.
This person had made his debut eight hundred years ago. His Immortal Blade Technique was unparalleled in the world. He had originally been expected to succeed the position of Palace Master of the Immortal Palace, but he had resolutely refused. He was a fierce person who had once charged into the Four Islands of the Outer Regions alone. He had killed many saints and Heaven Ascension Realm experts. No one had any objections to him being ranked second.
There were also people who once said that if Xie Zhen challenged Putuoluo, he might be able to shake Putuoluo's throne.
This also proved that the two of them were on par with each other in terms of strength.
Third Martial Saint was a rogue cultivator named Tu Yanyan. She was a beautiful woman who was famous for her beauty and incomparably powerful. It was rumored that she had a Solitary Evil Body. Anyone who was with her would die. She had once had seven cultivation partners. These seven partners were all heroes of the world, but they had all mysteriously died.
Many people said that she had taken Yin to nourish Yang and killed her partners.
Whether it was true or not, only she knew.
Those who dared to ask this question, whether they were saints or half-step Heaven Ascension Realm experts, were all dead.
To be able to become Third Martial Saint from a rogue cultivator, this Tu Yanyan's strength was extremely powerful.
Fourth Martial Saint was the Evil Child King from the King of Hell's Palace. This was an evil expert who had only appeared in the past hundred years.
It was rumored that this guy had absorbed countless lives and cultivated a terrifying "Immortal Deity Technique." Even Heaven Ascension experts couldn't kill him. He had even killed many Heaven Ascension experts.
Fifth Martial Saint was the First Princess of the Xuanyuan Clan, Xuanyuan Shu. She was a woman who was even more powerful than the First Prince, Xuanyuan Tianlong.
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