EBE Chapter 857 What about the saintly realm that they have always been proud of?
Chapter 857 What about the saintly realm that they have always been proud of?
The strength Zhang Yu displayed now far surpassed those saints.
That's simply impossible.
Xiaoyue was the only one in deep thought.
A moment later, she also uttered shocking words.
"Elders, what realm do you think Young Master Zhang Yu is at?"
"Is our current realm really accurate?"
"Do you still remember that we found that the ancient realms were divided differently from the present ones?"
As Xiaoyue finished speaking, the eyes of everyone in the audience trembled slightly.
"Master, what you want to talk about is the true realm."
“But in the ancient primordial world, only seven people, Hongjun Patriarch, Laozi, Yuanshi Tianzun, Tongtian Jiaozhu, Nuwa, Zhunti, and Jieyin, have achieved it.”
"No one in the world has ever heard of an eighth person reaching this level."
"Precisely because we cannot reach it, and in order to prevent all crises, our cultivation realm is actually one less than that of the prehistoric times."
"How did Master Zhang Yu reach this level at such a young age?"
Xiaoyue's brows were already furrowed.
She looked at everything in front of her and said, "Except for this, I can't imagine how he could do all this."
"Besides, from what he said now, I think this is what he wants to say." When Xiaoyue said this, there was determination in her words.
The other elders looked at the seriousness in Xiaoyue's eyes.
I knew the Pavilion Master had made the judgment.
They looked at Xiaoyue and naturally believed her very much, because their leader had never made a wrong judgment.
Xiaoyue continued: "Just be a little more patient. You will know everything today."
The other elders all nodded.
Just follow the Pavilion Master here.
The Pavilion Master will make the best judgment.
They just need to follow Jiuxi.
"Let's go check it out too!"
"Since the story has become so interesting up to this point, it would be a shame not to go and take a look."
As these words fell.
Everyone disappeared at the same time.
The conference hall of Shenji Pavilion was also extremely quiet.
Among the nine continents,
Zhang Yu's clone and original body stared at everything in front of them.
Countless people were amazed by Zhang Yu’s ability to kill the opponent in one move.
They stared at Zhang Yu for a long time and were speechless.
"Is this the legendary strength of the number one on the Peak Ranking?"
"Deserved!"
“It’s totally well deserved.”
Zhang Yu looked at the people who fell to the ground, his eyes filled with indifference as he said, "Everyone, what do you think of my strength?"
"Young Master's strength is truly unparalleled in the world, and rare in the world."
"If you can help me then, all the difficulties will be solved."
Countless people's faces were filled with smiles and excitement.
It turns out that none of their strength can defeat the young master with one move.
This shows how terrifying the young master's strength is.
This is something that they simply cannot imagine.
Countless exaggerated voices of praise kept coming.
Zhang Yu listened to their words and said, "Have you ever really understood your enemy?"
When these words came out, they wanted to reply, weren’t those images very clear?
But when I think about it, if it were so simple, would you still keep emphasizing it here?
It was simply impossible, so they carefully recalled everything.
But the only image in his mind was the scene of the young master killing them instantly.
Zhang Yu's eyes were fixed on everything in front of him.
Looking at their blank eyes.
He turned his back slightly and looked up at the sky.
Don’t ask me why, the answer is that it’s cooler to pretend to be profound.
And the side angle is also suitable.
Zhang Yu said softly: "If I tell you that the immortals are as powerful as I was just now, how will you face it?"
When these words came out, everyone in the audience was stunned.
At this moment they could even feel their hands and feet were cold.
It's completely like falling into an ice cellar.
I can't really put this feeling into words.
With all this happening.
Everyone was speechless.
Zhang Yu's eyes were fixed on everything in front of him.
No words were spoken.
It's all written on his face.
Zhang Yu said: "The power you just felt is the power of a saint."
As soon as these words were spoken, disbelief was written all over everyone's face.
They all thought Zhang Yu was joking.
After all, they are saints themselves.
He couldn't even block a single attack from the Young Master, not even when the Young Master's aura was emanating from him.
They were actually shaking all over and felt extremely terrified.
Zhang Yu waved his right hand.
Pictures appeared in the void.
"I'm not kidding you guys."
When it comes to this.
Zhang Yu's voice suddenly changed, and then changed: "Do you really think that your cultivation is at the saint level?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the entire nine continents.
Countless people’s minds were buzzing.
Everyone in the audience stared at Zhang Yu, their faces filled with disbelief.
Zhang Yu's eyes were fixed on everything in front of him.
at this moment.
He looked at everyone.
The leader of the Shen Ji Pavilion, Xiao Yue, and a group of elders were watching all this.
No words were spoken.
The elders looked at the Pavilion Master one by one.
It is just as the Pavilion Master said.
Everyone in the audience was staring at what was happening before them.
The whole place was incomparably silent.
They all knew that it was probably what the young master said today.
Will break everything in Jiuxuantian
So everyone looked at Zhang Yu very seriously.
Zhang Yu did not say it directly, but instead talked about other things: "Everyone, how do you feel about yourself compared to the Seven Saints of the Primordial Desolation?"
After these words were spoken, those who thought they were saints dared not speak any more.
Zhang Yu took in everyone's expressions and said, "Heaven and earth are not kind, and treat all things as straw dogs."
"The power of a saint is comparable to that of heaven to some extent."
"The world doesn't need so many saints."
"Or in other words, our world cannot bear the appearance of so many saints."
"So there are only seven primordial purple qi between heaven and earth."
"Only seven saints will be born."
"Everyone below the saint is an ant!"
"You should have intuitively felt your own weakness just now!"
"You couldn't even take on a single move from me, an ordinary one!"
When these words came out, everyone's heads were buzzing.
This already shows that they are not saints at all.
If their current level of cultivation is not that of a saint.
So what is their current state?
What about the saintly realm that they have always been proud of?
All of this filled their hearts.
Everyone in the audience looked at what was in front of them.
At this moment, they couldn't even speak.
Zhang Yu's eyes were fixed on everything in front of him.
He continued, "And the saints you think of are nothing more than quasi-saints who cannot cross the sainthood ladder!"