After bidding farewell to the five great spirits, Wutan went to look at the other six elemental veins.
It turned out that they had all grown into large spiritual veins.
It is no exaggeration to say that in the current star world, one year of cultivation is equivalent to ten years in the outside world!
Perhaps, it is far more than that.
If such a precious land were to be exposed to the world, there would be no doubt that people would scramble to get it.
With excitement in his heart, Wutan returned to the top of the sacred tree and secretly told Han Tian the secret of Hunyuan Five Elements Technique.
When Han Tian received the news, he was naturally surprised and delighted. Without even saying a word of gratitude to Wutan, he flew away directly.
Wu Tian calmed down and began a hundred-year-long retreat.
As for how to get rid of the three divine objects, we can only take one step at a time.
Samsara City.
One day not long after Wutan went into seclusion, a group of ten people appeared in front of the gate of the Saint Palace.
These are nine men and one woman.
The nine men were all dressed in gorgeous purple robes, with their tall statures and handsome faces, looking quite extraordinary. However, the arrogance at the corners of their mouths greatly reduced their image.
The woman was wearing a floor-length white silk dress. Her two slender arms were faintly visible, as pure white as lotus roots. Her jet-black and shiny hair fluttered gently in the wind. From a distance, she looked like a beautiful ink painting, quiet, elegant, and spotless.
Such a beautiful woman would be coveted wherever she went, but there was not even a trace of desire in the eyes of the nine men.
On the contrary, there is a deep sense of awe!
It was obvious that this woman was not only stunning, but also extremely powerful!
The broad-faced guards and others who were guarding the Saint's Palace, without exception, lost their minds for a moment when they saw this woman, with faces full of infatuation and possessiveness.
However, no one dared to take action because they felt a deadly threat from the ten people in front of them.
The broad-faced guard pinched his arm hard, grimacing in pain, but he finally got rid of those inappropriate thoughts in his mind, straightened his face, and bowed, "Excuse me, gentlemen and ladies, what are you doing here at the Saint Palace?"
"Quickly notify Wutan and ask him to come out to see us." One of the men in purple glanced at the guards with disdain and said arrogantly.
"How dare you! You dare to call out the Holy Lord's name directly? Are you really that bold?" the broad-faced guard shouted immediately.
Although he was wary of the strength of several people, he was not afraid as long as it involved the Holy Lord.
Because even if he took action, it would not be his turn, and someone would naturally come out to deal with them.
"Holy Lord? Nothing special." The purple-clothed man raised his lips with a very disdainful smile: "I'll give you three breaths of time. If you don't report it, you will never have another chance."
"I also advise you that no matter who you are, no matter how strong you are, since you have come to Samsara City, you must abide by the rules here, otherwise..."
"How about otherwise?"
Before the broad-faced guard could finish his words, he felt a gust of wind blowing, and a face with an evil smile suddenly appeared in front of him, only three inches away from his own face.
He even felt a terrifying murderous intent. All of a sudden, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar that had existed for thousands of years. His whole body was chilled and his hair stood on end!
However, thinking that the Jiao Emperor and the Lord Demon were both in the Saint Palace at the moment, the broad-faced guard was no longer afraid. He raised his head and chest, looked directly at the man in purple, and sneered, "It seems that you are here to cause trouble on purpose."
"Yes, we are here to find trouble."
The purple-clothed man nodded seriously, took a few steps back, glanced at the three big characters "Holy Lord's Mansion" on the gate, and said disdainfully: "How can a mere waste in the Perfect Divine Transformation Stage be worthy of being worshipped as a Holy Lord by the world? It's better not to have this thing."
As he said that, he actually took action directly. He pointed his finger and a sword finger emerged and shot towards the three big words!
The expressions of several guards suddenly changed. The three words "Saint Palace" were of great significance. How could they be destroyed by others
Even though they knew they were no match for the man, they did not hesitate and summoned their own holy weapons, stepped forward, and vowed to stop the man's plans at all costs.
"An ant wants to shake a tree? What an idiot!"
The disdain on the corner of the purple-clothed man's mouth became even stronger. He seemed to wave his hand lightly, but a strong wind blew up, the void was annihilated, and the bodies of the broad-faced guards and others who were rushing forward were shaken. At the same time, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and they flew backwards like a meteorite and hit the gate of the Saint's Mansion.
With a loud bang, the door shattered, and several people flew into the depths of the Saint Palace along with the wood chips all over the sky, and fell into a pond, splashing water waves several feet high, and blood spurted from their mouths.
However, they did not dare to be negligent and shouted hurriedly: "Someone wants to destroy the plaque of the Holy Palace, everyone go and stop him!"
As soon as he said this, everyone was shocked!
The guards in the Saint's Palace summoned their holy weapons and rushed towards the gate!
In fact, given their strength, even if they arrived at the scene before the plaque was destroyed, it seemed to be of no use.
"Everyone, step back."
But at this moment, a calm voice sounded.
At the same time, at the gate of the Saint's Mansion, a middle-aged man in white appeared. He flicked his sleeves, and the sword finger that was already at close range with the plaque suddenly disappeared into thin air, without causing any damage to the plaque.
"Who are you?" The purple-clothed man's pupils shrank slightly. This man could easily break down his full-strength attack. This man must be the strongest man in Samsara City.
The person who came was none other than the Lower Xuan Saint. He had noticed the situation here early in the morning, but he wanted to see who these people were and what their purpose was, so he had not shown up yet.
The Lower Xuan Saint did not answer, but looked at the few people. When he saw the young woman, a flash of shock flashed in the depths of his eyes, and he said lightly: "Are you here to see the Saint?"
"You're talking nonsense. If we don't look for Wutan, why would we look for you?" The man in purple sneered.
This person's strength has definitely reached the Heavenly Man Stage, but within his own clan, there are as many Heavenly Man Stage powerhouses as rice, which is not enough to make him feel the slightest bit of awe.
The Lower Xuan Saint smiled faintly and said, "Before the Saint left, he instructed me to entertain anyone who came to see him. You may as well go to the Lower Xuan Mansion as guests first. When the Saint comes back, he will naturally summon you."
"Wutian is not here?" The man in purple frowned.
The Lower Xuan Saint nodded and said, "After the Saint took over the Eastern Region that day, he left alone. No one knows where he went. If you don't want to go to the Lower Xuan Palace, then go to the restaurant in the city and wait for good news."
"He's really putting on airs. I don't believe that he won't show up if Samsara City is in crisis?" the purple-clothed man said coldly, and a terrifying aura quickly awakened.
"Enough of this nonsense, let's go!"
However, at this moment, the beautiful woman who had been watching coldly made a voice like the sound of nature, but with a hint of indifference, then turned around and led the other eight people to a nearby restaurant.
The purple-clothed man's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he pointed at the nose of the Lower Xuan Saint unscrupulously, and said coldly: "Listen to me, notify Wu Tian to get back as soon as possible, otherwise once we lose our patience, not only the Saint Palace, but also the Samsara City will face a catastrophe!"
After saying this, he turned and walked away.
Looking at the backs of several people, the Lower Xuan Saint touched his nose and muttered: "Young people nowadays really don't know what it means to respect the elderly and love the young. However, the strength of these people seems to be comparable to Han Tian, especially that woman. Even I feel palpitations. It seems necessary to report to the Saint."
Then, he raised his head and glanced at the three big characters "Holy Palace", which disappeared without any warning.
Little did he know that in order to concentrate on his retreat, Wutan not only put the Order of All Things into the mustard seed bag, but also sealed his sea of consciousness.
Time flies, and a hundred years have passed in a hurry.
Those ten mysterious young men and women never imagined that they would have to wait for a hundred years.
Star world!
On this day, Wutan’s eyes, which had been closed for a hundred years, finally opened.
Two rays of light burst out, he turned to look at Han Tian and others, and his pupils suddenly contracted.
A hundred years later, the aura of Han Tian, Long Hu and Tian Gang increased dramatically again. It was obvious that during these hundred years, the three of them had made breakthroughs and succeeded.
Shadow's cultivation has also improved to an incredible level, and the aura he exudes is almost comparable to that of Han Tian and the other two a hundred years ago!
Even the Xuansheng, with the help of the Star Realm and the Tongtian Divine Tree, broke through again!
In comparison, Wutan seemed a little bit miserable. He had not made any progress at all, whether in his physical realm or cultivation realm.
But this is only external.
For a full hundred years, Wutan had been recuperating. Not only had he completely repaired the hidden injuries he had suffered before, he had also raised his soul power to the peak of the Saint level. He was only one step away from advancing to a higher level.
However, this step was beyond his ability.
Wutan was quite open-minded. He thought that maybe one day when the opportunity came, he would naturally make a breakthrough.
Of course, the biggest gain is potential.
After a hundred years of meditation and accumulation, Wutan's potential has reached an incredible level. He even has a feeling that as long as he thinks about it a little, he can make the Sky-Breaking Finger evolve again.
"I've been stuck in the Divine Transformation Perfection Stage for so many years. I wonder if I can surpass the records of Han Tian and others and directly reach the Heavenly Man Stage." Wutan muttered, his eyes gleaming, he suddenly stood up, took a step forward, and immediately appeared outside the seal, high above the medicine field.
"Is it finally time to break through?"
At the same time, within the five spiritual veins of gold, wood, water, fire and earth, the five great spirits opened their eyes one after another. For some reason, there was a strong sense of anticipation in their eyes, as if they had been waiting for this day for a long time.
Immediately afterwards, the five great spirits stood up at the same time, took a step forward, and appeared above their respective spiritual veins in the next moment.
"My four brothers, are we really going to do what that dead old man told us to do? I always feel that this is a bit unfair to me." The fire element soul glanced at the other four souls and secretly conveyed a message to them.
"Actually, I don't want to either, but what can we do? We can't just ignore what that dead old man says! What's more, that dead old man's purpose is also for my own good. I hope he can go further." said the Gold Elemental Spirit.
"Alas!" The Fire Elemental Spirit sighed, "Then it's decided. Let's wait and see!"
(End of this chapter)