Sovereign’s Great Path

C895 You're a Saint Ruler!



C895 You're a Saint Ruler!

Slowly kill?    

    

When the Yan nationality's elderly man and the other Yan nationality Saints saw the scene in front of them, their faces were filled with shock and bewilderment. In the end, everyone's eyes turned towards the Yan nationality's elderly body. The old man from Yan nationality looked around the strange battlefield, frowned, and said: "All of you, stop."    

    

The sudden voice stunned all of the Yan nationality s.    

    

"Patriarch!"    

    

All the Yan nationality members were stunned when they saw the many Saints s in the sky, as well as that old man from the Yan nationality.    

    

"Greetings, Patriarch!"    

    

A voice that shook the heavens sounded out at the same time.    

    

"What's going on?"    

    

The Yan nationality elder frowned and asked.    

    

"Reporting to Ancestor, earlier, the Sky Devil Great Clan invaded our Yan nationality. First Miss took action and exterminated all the immortal stage ranked Sky Demons, then injured these Heavenly Demon Army's members. After that, we were forced to slowly kill them." From within the army of Yan nationality, the middle-aged man from before, who had nine parts of the human body, walked out.    

    

"Eldest Miss?"    

    

All the saints in Yan nationality looked at each other in dismay.    

    

"What Miss?" Which young lady? "Speak clearly."    

    

The Yan nationality elder asked.    

    

"Eh?"    

    

The middle-aged man was startled, and then said: "Reporting to Ancestor, the eldest young miss is the eldest daughter of the Patriarch — — Yan Shuwan."    

    

"Boom!"    

    

Hearing that, all the saints in Yan nationality were startled.    

    

"Swish!" Swish! "Swish!"    

    

One after another, astonished gazes fell upon Yan Xiong.    

    

Yan Shuwan?    

    

"How is this possible!"    

    

Yan Xiong's astonished voice also sounded out at the right time.    

    

"Wan'er is only a immortal stage, how can she contend against so many Heavenly Demon Army? Furthermore, there must be quite a few peak undying realm s amongst them. " Immediately after, Yan Xiong's questioning voice rang out, his face carrying a trace of disbelief. "You better explain clearly, what exactly happened?"    

    

"Eh?"    

    

The middle-aged man was slightly surprised.    

    

"immortal stage? Reporting to the Patriarch, the Young Miss is not a immortal stage cultivator, she is a saint. "    

    

"What?"    

    

Shouts and exclamations instantly rang out.    

    

Not only Yan Xiong's father, but all the other Sacred Masters present in Yan nationality were the same.    

    

Yan Shuwan is a saint?    

    

This news was too sudden and too shocking. If Yan Shuwan was a saint, then when did she become a saint? Why was no one in Yan nationality aware of this? Even they, the saints, were the same. And why was there no movement from before?    

    

Advanced Saint, Soul Formation.    

    

Once one reached the Soul Formation stage, the elemental essences of the world would definitely fluctuate. How could they not know?    

    

"Swish!" Swish! "Swish!"    

    

Numerous stunned gazes fell on the old man from Yan nationality.    

    

The old man from Yan nationality also frowned.    

    

Yan Shuwan entered Holiness Realm?    

    

All these years, everyone in Yan nationality knew that this young miss had not left Yan nationality City ever since she came back from the outside more than ten years ago. It could be said that she had always been at Yan nationality Headquarters. However, even in the Yan nationality's Ancestral Land, no one knew that there were members of the Yan nationality who had entered the sage realm. Even he, a 'Saint Ruler', did not know that.    

    

How could he not be shocked?    

    

"Are you sure?"    

    

Following that, the old man from Yan nationality looked at the middle-aged man again, and asked.    

    

"Eh?"    

    

The middle-aged man was slightly surprised.    

    

"Reporting to the forefather, what this disciple said is absolutely true. Just now, not only did this disciple see it, but everyone here saw it. The young miss was indeed a saint, and most of the Heavenly Demons here were also killed by the young miss. And that — "The middle-aged man explained as he pointed towards the peak undying realm Sky Demon on top of the wall who was nailed to the wall with a silver spear, and said," That Sky Demon was also injured by Eldest Miss. Eldest Miss had nailed it to the city wall, and ordered us to beat him up violently for two hours every day.    

    

"Swish!" Swish! "Swish!"    

    

The Yan nationality saints looked over.    

    

"Hiss!"    

    

Looking at the injured and dying Sky Demon on top of the city wall, all the Saints sucked in a breath of cold air.    

    

Beating him up for two hours everyday?    

    

Too cruel.    

    

"Patriarch, this is exactly like Wan-Er's temper."    

    

It was timely, Yan Xiong said.    

    

"Hmm?"    

    

The Yan nationality elder frowned slightly.    

    

"Alright, this old man knows about this matter. Coincidentally, this old man has something to talk to her about." You can continue. " He did not care about the scene in front of him at all, and only rejoiced for a bit in his heart. It was really hard to imagine. If not for Yan Shuwan, how could the's empty defense defend against the Heavenly Demon Army?    

    

However, he was even more curious as to when Yan Shuwan had become a saint.    

    

The words of the old man from Yan nationality caused all the saints to be stunned.    

    

"Why are you looking for Yan Shuwan?"    

    

It was very obvious that no one in the Yan nationality other than the old man knew about Teng Yan.    

    

"Whoosh!"    

    

In an instant, the Yan nationality elder had disappeared.    

    

Everyone looked at each other in dismay.    

    

Yan nationality, Patriarch's Mansion.    

    

In the back courtyard, there was a cool breeze and a willow tree, and a small bridge with flowing water.    

    

This was the forbidden grounds of the Yan nationality.    

    

More than ten years ago, when Yan Shuwan returned from the outside world, after she had rejected the Shadow Devil Sect's marriage, this place had been divided into the Yan nationality's Sacred Grounds. No one was allowed to enter the backyard without Yan Shuwan's permission.    

    

Father, Yan Xiong, was unable to do so.    

    

His little sister, Yan Shumin, was also not good.    

    

Now, more than ten years had passed and the place was still filled with the fragrance of birds and flowers. There was a slight similarity between the scene here and the patriarch's mansion in the Murong Family. At the same time, there was also a secluded pavilion. In the pavilion, a woman in white stood there silently, as if she was a statue, not moving at all.    

    

The woman's starry eyes gazed into the distance.    

    

His eyes were filled with infatuation, and his expression was one of nostalgia.    

    

If one looked closely, they would realize that the direction that the woman was looking in was where the Wangjie Mountain Range of the Southern Wasteland were.    

    

Every day for ten years, women were always like this.    

    

The white clothed female, Yan Shuwan.    

    

It was tranquil and elegant, as if it had fused with the world.    

    

"Whoosh!"    

    

Suddenly, a figure appeared beside the pavilion.    

    

"Scram!"    

    

All of a sudden!    

    

Yan Shuwan shouted angrily, she did not even bother to look at him.    

    

"Don't you know that this is the Yan nationality's forbidden area? No one can enter without my permission? "F * ck off right now, or else — — don't blame me for being impolite." Following that, Yan Shuwan's furious voice sounded out, as she continued to look ahead.    

    

"Eh?"    

    

The Yan nationality elder was slightly startled.    

    

"…"    

    

The corners of his mouth twitched as he looked at Yan Shuwan.    

    

"Shuang Wan —"    

    

"Hmm?"    

    

Hearing this, Yan Shuwan's brows slightly rose.    

    

'Shua! '    

    

She turned her head, looking directly at the speaker with her deep eyes.    

    

"You rotten old man, did you call Shuwan?" Following that, Yan Shuwan shouted loudly yet again.    

    

"Scram!"    

    

"Eh?"    

    

The Yan nationality elder was stunned again.    

    

"Sue —"    

    

"Sue, your grandpa, Sue, is it you who calls me by my name?" You rotten old man, I gave you a chance to scram, but if you don't scram, then don't blame me for being impolite. " With that said, Yan Shuwan fiercely waved her right hand, and a berserk power instantly surged out from her hand, straight at the Yan nationality's old man.    

    

"Get lost, you old lady!"    

    

"I …"    

    

Seeing that, the Yan nationality elder laughed bitterly.    

    

As for Yan Shuwan, because the old man from Yan nationality had already understood him earlier, she was already long prepared for her temper and personality. However, at this moment, the old man realized that she had still underestimated Yan Shuwan's temper. She immediately attacked without warning, and in the entire Yan nationality, Yan Shuwan was probably the only person who dared to make him, her ancestor, scram.    

    

Of course, it seemed like Yan Shuwan didn't even know him.    

    

A cold, piercing strike.    

    

At this moment, although the old man from Yan nationality was shocked by Yan Shuwan's temper, she did not hesitate at all. Facing Yan Shuwan's attack, he suddenly extended his right hand, wanting to neutralize the energy that was rushing towards Yan Shuwan. In the blink of an eye, the expression on the Yan nationality Elder's face completely changed.    

    

Shocked, serious, and aghast — —    

    

"Boom!"    

    

A terrifying collision of energy resulted in a loud explosion.    

    

"Da Da Da ~ ~"    

    

The Yan nationality elder retreated a few steps.    

    

"You …"    

    

With a shocked expression, the old man from Yan nationality also looked at Yan Shuwan.    

    

His expression was extremely messy.    

    

"Hmm?"    

    

At this moment, Yan Shuwan also frowned slightly.    

    

"You didn't get out?"    

    

"I …"    

    

Hearing that, the Yan nationality elder was instinctively stunned. Was Yan Shuwan's casual attack just now really to get him to scram? At the same time, his gaze remained fixated on Yan Shuwan. Absolute shock flashed across her eyes, "You — — You — — You're a 'Saint Ruler' level expert."    

    

His words shocked everyone.    

    

The voice of the old man from Yan nationality was trembling.    

    

"It has nothing to do with you?"    

    

Yan Shuwan said in disdain.    

    

"Boom!"    

    

The Yan nationality elder's body suddenly trembled, her soul trembling.    

    

He looked straight at Yan Shuwan.    

    

He was shocked, overwhelmed with shock.    

    

He was in a state of disarray, and he was frantic.    

    

Saint Ruler!    

    

Originally, the fact that Yan Shuwan had unwittingly formed her Life Soul, becoming a Saint, had already shocked the old man and the other saints of Yan nationality. They still underestimated Yan Shuwan. Yan Shuwan was not a saint who had just levelled up, she was not a 'Little Sage', nor was she a 'Great Sage', she was a 'Saint Ruler' level expert.    

    

The Yan nationality Elder's heart was in turmoil.    

    

His heart was in chaos.    

    

He was even more shocked.    

    

In addition to him, there was actually a Saint Ruler hiding in the Yan nationality.    

    

However, no one knew …    

    


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