5357: C5357 The Saint's Dog

C5357 The Saint's Dog

Zhang Yunbo's entire body trembled, and then he numbly shook his head, "Fellow Taoist Yang, this is just a secular saying!"

"You might not know how strong the power of the bloodline is. After becoming a saint, the power of the bloodline is strong enough to reach the Great Luo Golden Immortal Realm!"

"Now, that man is already in the late stage of the Eternal Realm, one more step and he will become a Golden Immortal. The only reason why he didn't take that step was because he was waiting for the last wave of spiritual energy to arrive in the Ancestral Star!"

"He wants to become a Golden Immortal in this world. Only then will he be able to truly control the Dao Court and obtain the fortune of this world!"

Yang Bo did not say anything for a moment. He really did not expect that the bloodline power of a Saint would be so strong!

He had encountered very few families with bloodline power. Only the Yan Family had a certain amount of bloodline power, but over the years, it had become completely thin.

The bloodline power the Yan Family had did not come from a saint, but from the Yao Race.

The ancestors of the Yan Family should have the bloodline of the Yao Race, so their ancestral land had a skeleton of the Yao Race.

Seeing that Yang Bo had become completely silent, Zhang Yunbo immediately laughed out loud, "Yang Bo, you didn't expect this, did you?"

"Do you think that you have no chance of winning now?"

"You're just a cultivator from the lower realm. Do you think that you can become the master of the Dao Court just by cultivating bitterly for many years?"

"You have worked hard for hundreds of thousands of years. How can you compare with the efforts of three generations?"

"Do you know how long the Sage has been planning for the Master of the Dao Court? Do you think you can succeed with your efforts?"

Zhang Yunbo was completely at ease. He was laughing maniacally.

He was laughing at Yang Bo for overestimating himself!

The Master of the Dao Court ruled the world and led the development of the Dao Court. He stood at the peak of the world. How could he give up such an important position?

Did Yang Bo think that he would be able to hold the position of the Master of the Dao Court just because he had gained a certain advantage?

However, he did not know that the saints had already begun planning this matter. Many descendants of the saints had planned for this day for far too long!

Yang Bo looked at Zhang Yunbo and did not say anything for a moment.

The descendant of the Saint was a challenge that could not be avoided.

He never would have thought that this matter would involve the Saint!

Yang Bo had come into contact with many Dao Ancestors. No matter which Dao Ancestor it was, they would all say that the Saint Realm was too far away. Even the three Supreme Dao Ancestors were unable to break through this barrier!

Could it be that only a Golden Immortal could reach this step?

Yang Bo stared at Zhang Yunbo and said, "It seems like you are planning to be the saint's dog and not change your camp?"

"I really want to know if the Saint can save you or if he can stop the Underworld from casting spells!"

Zhang Yunbo's expression changed greatly. He looked at Yang Bo in shock, "You want to kill me?"

"Have you never thought that if you kill me, the Saint will definitely not let you off?"

"So what if you have become a Golden Immortal? You will eventually be controlled by the Sage!"

Yang Bo shook his head, "At least, I won't be like you, becoming the Saint's dog!"

"You should send me to the Underworld to accompany me!"

Yang Bo reached out his hand, and the judge pen fell into his hand. He was about to write on the Book of Life and Death!

As the words on the Book of Life and Death deepened, the soul of the Judge's Brush would be pulled over. When the words were deep enough, Zhang Yunbo's soul would be pulled into the Underworld!

However, if he wanted to do this, he had to do it in the Underworld. Yang Bo could not do it in the Sea of Time!

The arrogant expression on Zhang Yunbo's face gradually disappeared. His face turned from green to white, and then from white to black. He clenched his teeth and saw the official brush in Yang Bo's hand drop down. Although Yang Bo had only drawn a line, this line made Zhang Yunbo's expression become even uglier!

He could clearly feel that the Judge's Pen in Yang Bo's hand was drawing his soul into the underworld. As Yang Bo moved, more and more souls were attracted over!

Zhang Yunbo was stunned, and shouted, "Wait! Wait!"

"Fellow Taoist Yang, please spare my life! Please spare my life!"

Yang Bo raised his head and took a look. Without any hesitation, his hands continued to move.

Zhang Yunbo's face was pale. He could feel that his life was constantly slipping away. When Yang Bo was done, his life would be gone!

"Plop!"

Zhang Yunbo knelt down and laid on the ground.

"Fellow Taoist Yang, please spare my life!"

"I deserve to die. I shouldn't have spoken nonsense. Next, if Fellow Taoist Yang has any questions, just say them!"

Yang Bo had already finished describing the word "Zhang." The word "Zhang" was clear, and it looked as if his soul had entered hell.

Hearing Zhang Yunbo's request, Yang Bo did not stop. Instead, he added the word "Yun," leaving only a small portion of Zhang Yunbo's soul!

As Yang Bo's hands stopped moving, he could clearly see that Zhang Yunbo's soul was becoming clearer at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the end, Yang Bo showed mercy and did not send all of Zhang Yunbo's soul to hell!

Zhang Yunbo's face was pale and he was scared out of his wits. He laid on the ground and trembled!

Just now, he was just a step away from his soul being destroyed and entering the cycle of reincarnation!

It had been many years since he had become a Golden Immortal, but he had never experienced this sort of feeling.

He was just a step away from death. This feeling was far too exciting!

After a long time, Zhang Yunbo raised his head, and his face was covered in tears. "Thank you, Emperor Fengdu, for showing mercy!"

"If Emperor Fengdu has any requests, I will do anything!"

Yang Bo stared at him and asked, "How did you cultivate to the Golden Immortal Realm?"

"I feel that with your temperament and strength, you shouldn't be able to reach this step, right?"

"Cultivators who are able to cultivate to the Golden Immortal realm are all people with strong mental fortitude. Killing three corpses is not an ordinary bottleneck, and it is not easy to get through!"

Zhang Yunbo sighed, "I am the descendant of a saint!"

Yang Bo stared at the other party and could not help but frown. He really did not expect the other party to give such an explanation!

Yang Bo frowned and asked, "Your family's saint died?"

Zhang Yunbo nodded. He originally wanted to say that the Saint had not fallen, but he felt that since Yang Bo dared to kill him directly, he would definitely not show any mercy!

Yang Bo asked again, "How did the Saint fall?"2

Zhang Yunbo shook his head, "I don't know. He died a million years ago. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been reduced to such a state!"

"Emperor Fengdu, thank you for not killing me. Do you want to know about the situation of the West Mystic Sect?"

"I'll tell you everything about the West Xuan Sect right now. I'm sure you'll be interested!"

Yang Bo stared at Zhang Yunbo for a moment and sized him up carefully. Suddenly, he laughed, "Fellow Taoist Zhang, I'm suddenly not interested in the Western Profound Sect anymore. I'm very interested in you!"

"Where is your original body? Can you send me some blood essence? I really want to study it!"

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