In everyone's eyes, the ancient human race's bloodline was the purest. Outstanding ancestor-level figures had appeared one after another.
But every new generation of humans would think that they were stronger than the ancient human race. That was because the combat skills they cultivated were more diverse. Their comprehension ability and vision surpassed the ancient human race.
Arriving at the third layer of the end world space, all the saints were beaten silly by the ancient Jiang clan's clansmen.
Over 17,000 people, 8,000 people were eliminated in the end. Only 9,000 people could enter the city. This was still under the situation where the other party was not deliberately serious. That was why so many people could enter.
If those people all took action seriously and fought to the death, it would already be pretty good for 5,000 people to enter the city.
This city was very small. It could only be considered an ordinary village. Every residence appeared very simple and crude. Who would have thought that the human race in such a place would be the most powerful race in this space?
Everyone finally came to a conclusion. The humans here all ate the flesh and blood of powerful creatures to grow. Their blood qi was incomparably vigorous and powerful. Their physiques were astonishing. That was why they had this kind of combat strength.
They saw some children in the village, saw some youths, and also saw some adults.
When these people saw them, their eyes were filled with curiosity. There was no enmity, nor was there any surprise. It was as if they were just sizing them up to see if they were different from themselves. There were even some children who were still drooling, seemingly even treating them as delicious food.
This kind of phenomenon was rarely seen in the outside world.
They were all saints. How powerful was their strength? Ordinary people would be scared to their knees upon seeing them.
But they seemed to be ordinary people here. Even the children were not afraid of them. This made them incomparably shocked.
Very soon, these 9,000 people gathered in front of an open space together. There was an ancient altar in front of the open space. That place was currently guarded by the Jiang clan's powerhouses. There were also over a dozen powerful ancient creatures trapped beside the altar. It was also unknown what they wanted to do.
After everyone gathered here, there was an old man and a young girl on top of the altar. That old man was shockingly the Jiang clan's patriarch, and that young girl was shockingly Nannan.
When Yang Wu saw her, he was also greatly shocked. He wanted to go up and save her, but she sent him a sound transmission at the first moment, telling him not to act rashly. She was invited by the patriarch and would not be in any danger.
Yang Wu had a baffled expression. He could not figure out what these Jiang clan's people wanted to do.
Could it be that they wanted to catch them all in one net?
This was not just the thought of Yang Wu alone. The others were also thinking this. They were a little alarmed, and could not help touching their jade plates.........................
All of a sudden, the sound of a bugle horn was heard again.
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The sound of the bugle horn seemed to have come from ancient times. It was long and desolate, as if it was telling some ancient prophecy, or warning of the occurrence of a major event.
After the sound of the bugle horn faded away, the voice of the Jiang Clan's clan leader rang out, "You all have the qualifications to follow us to the Thousand Saints Assembly, but everything will be decided by my Jiang Clan. You all have to listen to the orders of my clan, you cannot act on your own accord. If you disobey, you will be expelled immediately. If you are unwilling to listen to the orders of my clan, you can leave now.
When this voice fell, all the Saints were stunned.
Before coming in, they had not heard of this. The Thousand Saints Assembly was a competition between the various clans to find more opportunities to break through. Now, how did it become listening to the Jiang clan's orders to participate in the Thousand Saints Assembly?
Without waiting for them to regain their senses, a figure appeared beside the Jiang Clan Head. It was the guardian of the Martial Saint Conference. He said faintly, "This is the passage leading to the Thousand Saints Conference, and the Jiang Clan is the strongest and most ancient clan of our Human Race. Their bloodline is the strongest, and their talent is the strongest. Only by participating in the Thousand Saints Conference with them will we be able to fight for more resources for our Human Race, and only then will we be able to obtain more living space for our Transcendent Realm. Our Transcendent Realm is too backward, and compared to the other realms, it is already far inferior. The Jiang Clan is the hope of our Human Race, and similarly, you are also the hope of our Human Race. Those who shine in the Thousand Saints Conference will be able to obtain more living resources. Furthermore, the Jiang Clan will open up ancient techniques for you to cultivate for half a year, helping you become stronger.
Even the protector admitted that the Jiang clan was the strongest. What else could the other Saints say?
Those who were not satisfied could leave immediately.
However, when they thought of the fact that they could cultivate ancient techniques here, they were unwilling to leave.
They knew how powerful the Jiang clan was. If they could obtain their cultivation techniques and increase their battle strength, it might not be a bad thing.
"The reason why our Jiang clan is the strongest in this Thousand Saints Assembly is not only because our Jiang clan is strong, but also because this Thousand Saints Assembly is very different from the past. The Divine Realm will send young Gods to compete with us for the title of Thousand Saints. If we can defeat those young Gods and surpass them, we will obtain the opportunity to go to the Divine Realm." The Jiang clan's patriarch said proudly.
This time, the Saints were in an uproar.
"What? The young Gods of the Divine Realm will come to compete with us for the title of Thousand Saints? What kind of joke is this? "
"Why would the high and mighty Divine Realm lower themselves? Do they think we are easy to bully?"
"Young Gods, how are they different from us? It's just that the living environment is different. We have nothing to be afraid of."
"Yes, we are strong. No matter who the opponent is, we can deal with them one by one."
Some of these Saint Martial Artists' confidence was shaken, but some were still confident and fearless.
The Jiang clan did not have many people. There were less than 100,000 people living here, but they had 6,000 Saints. They were going to the Thousand Saints Assembly together with the Saints from the supreme Mortal Realm.
A single clan had thousands of Saints. What kind of shocking number and ratio was this?
The Saints were already incomparably numb to this.
They were thinking that if they lived in this space, their descendants could also quickly become Saints. The Xuan Qi of Heaven and Earth here was too rich. There were many heavenly materials and earthly treasures. It was also relatively close to the stars. The entire space was a perfect place for cultivation.
Someone raised a question, "Although you are strong, it doesn't mean that we are no match for you. Letting you lead us is not a problem, but most of us are definitely not convinced. I feel that you should give us some leadership positions. Otherwise, why should we be your underlings? It would be better for us to withdraw from this place."
Someone immediately agreed: "That's right. You are strong, but it does not mean that you are smarter than others. Sometimes, it is not only strength that matters, but also brains. We need our own leaders."
"Let Master Pu Tuoluo be our leader."
"I think Xie Zhen is more suitable to be our leader."
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The Saints did not have any feelings for the Jiang clan, especially not knowing what they wanted to do. They might as well choose a stronger leader to lead them further.
Moreover, they still did not know what was going on with the Thousand Saints Assembly.
The protector replied: "You can choose five leaders, but no matter who you choose, you will still have to listen to the Jiang clan's orders. This does not only represent your personal interests, but also the interests of the entire Transcendent Realm. You will not be allowed to act recklessly."
The protector was already giving in, so the others had nothing to say.
Five leaders was a little less, but it was better than nothing. At least they would have the right to talk to the Jiang clan.
These five leaders would not be chosen immediately, but would be chosen half a year later. Now, what they needed to do was to cultivate the ancient technique here.
The Jiang clan's ancient technique was recorded on the stone tablet beside the altar. Everyone could learn it, and everyone could cultivate it.
It was rare to see such a shared ancient technique.
Everyone suddenly understood why the people of the Jiang clan were so strong. Perhaps it was because of their selflessness.
After everyone took a look at the Ancient Secret Technique, they were all stunned.
This ancient technique was a secret technique to temper one's blood Qi. It was called the Ox Blood Technique.
Blood was the foundation of a human's survival. The stronger one's blood Qi was, the stronger one's physique would be.
And the Ox Blood Technique in front of them was to strengthen one's blood Qi by devouring the flesh and blood of powerful creatures and borrowing the essence of the flesh and blood. One's body would be like an old ox, able to receive the power of heaven and earth and seize the fortune of heaven to change one's physique and become the strongest cultivator.
Other than the Ox Blood Technique, there was also the Star Prayer Technique. This Star Prayer Technique was to be cultivated from a young age. Through sensing, one could find the natal star. From a young age, one could use the power of the stars to temper one's body and become one with the stars, displaying extraordinary cultivation talent.
Not everyone could use the Star Prayer Technique to sense the existence of the stars. One needed to cultivate diligently and accumulate time. Everyone's time to sense the stars was different, but the success rate was very high.
These two secret techniques were the reason why the Jiang clan was so strong.
The first was to strengthen one's blood and the second was to temper one's body. Both were compulsory courses for warriors.
It was hard for them not to be strong if they cultivated like this from a young age.
After the saints obtained these two secret techniques, they all began to look for places to cultivate.
Half a year's time was too tight for them.
These people no longer acted alone. Some had already begun to gather troops and form teams to move together.
This way, they could live here safely and interact with each other. Each of them had their own gains. In addition, they could find the commander they needed.
Following a commander in advance was more practical than following a commander later.
Yang Zhennan came in front of Yang Wu and said, "Wu 'er, you can't be absent from the commander's position. This is the best chance to strengthen our Yang clan's reputation."
Yang Ba agreed, "That's right. Clan Leader, you must fight for it."
Yang Zaisheng interrupted, "Why don't I fight for it?"
Everyone gave him a look of disdain. Even if he had great talent and strength, he was still not qualified to be a commander.
Before Yang Wu could make up his mind, someone came to rope him in, "People of the Yang clan, come over. Our commander is waiting for you."
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