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How terrifying were Saints?

Ye Hao could not imagine the power of such an existence.

But when they were outside the Kunlun Ruins, Cangzu's avatar had pressured everyone to the point where they had to bow their heads, and then Zhang Sheng had appeared again, sealing the Sovereign King of the world by one foot, forcing the Saints to self-confine themselves for a thousand years, not daring to take even half a step.

Although Ye Hao was unable to predict the true might of a saint, he could imagine that a person at this level would definitely have a terrifying ability that could suppress the heavens, look down on tens of thousands of regions, and be invincible in this world.

Right now, Son-of-Saint, Zihua was actually summoning the illusion of a saint. Although it was not a real life form, as long as it was close to the word 'saint', it would be unimaginably terrifying.

"Is this the power of a Saint Blood Lineage?"

Ye Hao's face was solemn and his heart was heavy. The first thing he did was communicate with the Gray Bead in his Life Sea. Facing the illusion of a saint, no matter how arrogant he was, he did not dare to be careless.

At the same time, he also finally understood why Son-of-Saint Level Demons were so extraordinary. It was because not only did they possess extraordinary aptitude, their bloodlines also held the power to pass down their ancestors. This could be said to be an incomparably valiant protective talisman, and even he himself couldn't help but feel a little jealous.

"I am a Saint Blood Lineage, how can an ant like you be moved?!"

His entire being was like a purple sun, dancing with mysterious and terrifying purple flames. Especially behind him, the vast and boundless primordial purple energy roiled, and a blurry shadow that emitted an unparalleled pressure sat cross-legged on the purple sea. The mighty might of the Saint realm could shake the universe, suppressing the heavens and the earth.

"Humph, the bloodline power is only an external force. Using the power of our ancestors to speak nonsense, is this the trump card of your Holy Son?"

Although Ye Hao's heart was heavy, he still sneered and didn't show any signs of weakness.

"Insolent barbarian, why aren't you kneeling and bowing in front of the saint's silhouette!"

"This country bumpkin is truly audacious. He dares to offend the holy might. Heaven should be destroyed and the earth should be destroyed!"

"..."

In the distance, when the group of geniuses saw the blurry figure, they all knelt down in salute. Their expressions were filled with fanaticism and reverence. Even if it was just the image, they would not dare to be disrespectful to a Saint.

It was because they knew very well that the shadow behind Son-of-Saint, Zihua was still alive. It was a true supreme existence that guarded the Purple Sky Sect.

"The power of the bloodline is blessed by the heavens, without external help. How can a country bumpkin like you have the final say?"

Son-of-Saint, Zihua looked down at Ye Hao with killing intent. His face was extremely pale. It was obvious that the burden of igniting his bloodline was not small.

"To be able to force me to such a state, you really should die with no regrets." Suppressing his sense of weakness, the aura around Son-of-Saint, Zihua gradually rose, "After I kill you, I will massacre the entire family behind you, and let all the natives in this world know that the might of the Holy Son is not to be violated!"

BOOM!

As his words fell, it was as if millions of celestial lightning exploded in the sky. Son-of-Saint, Zihua's hands formed a seal, and the boundless primordial purple energy behind him surged like a tsunami. It was like a river of stars pouring out and crushing down.

The most shocking thing was that the shadow of the Saint, who was sitting cross-legged on the purple sea, shook slightly. The shadow of the Saint, who was sitting cross-legged on the purple sea, shook slightly, and the shadow of the Saint, who was sitting cross-legged on the purple sea, shook slightly.

Crash! *

Under this terrifying finger attack, the space seemed to shatter like a mirror. It collapsed as if it was made of rotten wood, revealing the dark and cold void turbulence. Especially Ye Hao, who was facing this attack directly, his entire body was filled with a hair-raising sense of crisis.

Boom!

Without the slightest hesitation, Ye Hao crazily activated the power in his body. The black eye mysterious runes appeared and the Spring and Autumn Pupil circulated to its peak, trying to find a way out. However, the saint's attack combined with the dao of heaven and earth, leaving no way out.

"It's just a phantom. I want to see just how much of the power of a saint you can display!"

Retreating without a way out, Ye Hao's black eyes revealed a hint of craziness. He instantly activated the Body of Holy Spirit and the blood in his body was like a raging sea that surged up to the sky.

"Indestructible …" "Golden Body Fist!"

Ye Hao roared fiercely in his heart. His entire body erupted with a bright and mysterious Golden Light, like a god that had descended from the nine heavens. Even his pupils became as bright as the sun at that moment.2

Behind Ye Hao, there was a silhouette of a person wearing a crown and a long robe fluttering in the wind. It was extremely dim and blurry, and although the person's face could not be seen clearly, there was still a supreme divinity emitting from it. It was like an immortal emperor who controlled all living beings, his aura was even scarier than the shadow of the Saint that sat cross-legged in the purple sea.

The ability of Extreme Golden Body Stage, at the same time, could be said to be Ye Hao's strongest trump card.

"This is …"

The moment this mysterious figure appeared, not only the people in the distance, but even Son-of-Saint, Zihua's pupils violently contracted. Shock appeared in his eyes.

"Saints are invincible, how can a country bumpkin like you contend against them!"

Son-of-Saint, Zihua shouted in anger. He was burning the power of his bloodline like crazy, causing the blurry image of the Saint to appear even more distinct and his aura to become even more terrifying.

Rumble rumble rumble!

In a split-second, Ye Hao's resplendent fist collided with the boundless primordial purple gas, causing a deafening explosion in the entire sky. It caused the space within a thousand miles to be torn apart like cloth.

Crash! *

Within the boundless sea of purple, the fist imprints were like the sun, Riding the wind and breaking the waves. Even though the primordial purple gas was rare and terrifying, the fist imprint still charged forward with unstoppable force.

"Die!"

Son-of-Saint, Zihua was shocked. With a loud scream, a resplendent Divine Light flame burst out from his body, causing the figure of the Saint behind him to tremble. His speed increased drastically, as if a finger that could destroy all living things directly collided with the resplendent fist imprint.

BOOM!

The vast and mighty energy surged outwards, shattering the sky and creating ear-piercing explosions that resounded continuously. The Immortal Golden Body Fist's resplendent fist imprints, after resisting the vast grandmist purple energy and the illusory image of the saint, finally exhausted and crumbled.

"Ha ha-ha, die!"

Son-of-Saint, Zihua laughed crazily as he stared at Ye Hao with a crazed look on his face. It was as if he wanted to see how the young man would explode into a bunch of Blood Fog under his attacks.

"Soul Suppressing!"

Seeing the Saint who was getting closer and closer to him, Ye Hao felt like he was blessed. His expression was surprisingly calm. As he quickly formed hand seals with his hands, he shouted in his heart with an indifferent tone.

BOOM!

In the next moment, the space crumbled as a pitch black stone bridge that exuded an ancient Qi that brought about a vast and majestic might appeared out of thin air like a Archean Devil Mountain. It suppressed the heaven and earth, cut off all history, and headed straight for the Heavenly Saint's simulacrum.

"What is this …"

The sudden turn of events caused Son-of-Saint, Zihua's pupils to constrict. A look of disbelief and astonishment appeared on his face, and before he could even react, the holy aura that permeated through the sky and broke the shadow of the saint under the strange black stone bridge.

"Impossible!"

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