Chapter 398: Promoted to First-level Saint

"Ding! The host condenses the holy soul and is promoted to a first-level saint. The cultivation effect is returned ten thousand times, and the host's body and soul are ten thousand times stronger!"

When Yang Feng condensed his holy soul and was promoted to a first-level saint, a crisp prompt sounded in his ears.

Immediately afterwards, an invisible force entered Yang Feng's body and raped his body and soul.

When the invisible power faded, Yang Feng's body and soul were strengthened ten thousand times.

"Although I am a first-level saint, my physical fitness, soul strength, or the holy power in my body are more than 10,000 times stronger than ordinary first-level saints!"

"Therefore, my combat power far exceeds that of an ordinary first-level saint, which is more than 10,000 times more than an ordinary first-level saint. I am slightly better than a 눁-level saint, but slightly worse than a 꾉-level saint!"

"It's just that I don't have any strong 꺶놅 saint-level martial arts or 놋strong 꺶놅 holy weapons in my hands. The actual combat power should be about the same as that of a 놌눁-level saint!"

Feeling his physical condition, Yang Feng whispered softly.

After muttering, Yang Feng stood up and walked towards the training room.

"Chief, our monks from the Yang clan discovered a first-order holy vein in the Mangshan Mountains 30,000 miles away!"

"Only, the first-order holy vein in the Mangshan Mountains was also discovered by the monks from the nearby Wang clan!"

"Not long ago, Wang Quan, the leader of the Wang tribe, rushed to the Mangshan Mountains and killed all the monks of our Yang tribe, monopolizing the first-order holy vein!"

Seeing Yang Feng coming out of the training room, a monk in the divine realm guarding the door of the training room immediately went up to him and said with a respectful look on his face.

"The Wang clan dares to rob our Yang clan's first-order holy veins. They are simply seeking death!"

Hearing the words of the god-level monk, Yang Feng's eyes flashed fiercely and he spoke with a cold tone.

The saint realm ranges from level one to level 깇, and the gap between each level is extremely large, and as you get to the later stages, the gap between levels becomes even larger.

If a first-level saint wants to upgrade his cultivation to the second level, he needs a huge amount of primitive energy.

If you just rely on absorbing the primitive energy in the air to practice, it will take too long to break through to the second level.

With the ten thousand-year lifespan of a first-level saint, it is difficult to absorb enough primitive energy in his lifetime to be promoted to a second-level saint.

If a first-level saint wants to be promoted to a second-level saint in his lifetime, he must absorb the original energy in the holy veins to practice.

Only in this way can a first-level saint save a lot of time in absorbing and refining the original energy. Before dying of old age, he can obtain enough original energy, accumulate enough holy power, break through the bottleneck, and be promoted to a second-level saint.

Therefore, the holy vein is an extremely precious resource for monks in the saint realm.

Yang Feng's location is located in the barren land of the Eternal Continent. The number of holy veins is extremely rare. Any holy vein is extremely rare and will cause countless saints to compete for it.

In the Mangshan Mountains, there was no saint in charge of the first-order holy vein, and it was snatched away by the leader of the Wang clan. Yang Feng was not surprised at all.

However, when he thought that his first-level holy vein had been snatched away by the leader of the Wang tribe, Yang Feng became filled with murderous intent and his eyes were filled with an icy cold light.

"You manage the Yang tribe well, and I will go to the Mangshan Mountains to take back that first-order holy vein!"

Yang Feng calmed down his anger and explained to the godly monk, then he rose into the sky, made a stream of light, and headed straight towards the Mangshan Mountains.

Soon after, Yang Feng flew over a distance of more than 30,000 miles and arrived at the Mangshan Mountains. He let go of his spiritual consciousness and explored Zhouzhou, looking for traces of the first-order holy vein.

Soon, Yang Feng discovered the location of the first-order holy vein. With a movement of his body, he flew towards the location of the first-order holy vein.

At this time, a first-level saint who was practicing in the first-level holy veins opened his eyes and closed his eyes tightly. In a flash, he disappeared from the place and appeared on the first-level holy veins.

"This is our Wang tribe's territory. Please leave here immediately, otherwise don't blame me for being rude to you!"

Seeing Yang Feng approaching quickly, the first-order saint's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he scolded in a cold tone.

As he spoke, the first-level saint turned his palm, and a first-level holy sword appeared in his palm. Under his movement, it emitted bright holy light.

"This is clearly the territory of our Yang clan. When did it become the territory of your Wang clan!"

"I'll give you one hour, leave here immediately, or I will kill you!"

After hearing the words of the first-level saint, and seeing the actions of the first-level saint, Yang Feng's eyes flashed fiercely, and he responded in a cold voice.

At night, Yang Feng turned his palm, and a first-order holy sword appeared in his palm, emitting bright holy light.

"Boy, you are looking for death!"

Hearing Yang Feng's words, the first-level saint flashed a fierce light in his eyes, roared, and mobilized the holy power in his body to activate the first-level holy sword in his hand, causing it to make a sharp sword light and slash at Yang Feng's body. Fall away.

Facing the attack of the first-order holy sword, Yang Feng's expression remained unchanged. With a thought, the first-order holy sword in his hand turned into a stream of light and went straight towards him.

Bang!

In a crisp sound, the first-order saint activated the first-order holy sword, which was destroyed by Yang Feng. Countless fragments flew around, destroying countless mountains and trees.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Feng activated the first-order holy sword, which flashed through the void like lightning, and the remaining force pierced through the head of the first-order saint, causing blood to splatter and die tragically on the spot.

At this time, Yang Feng's terrifying soul power surged, acting as a soul hand, grabbing the soul of the first-order saint, pulling it into his sea of ​​consciousness, suppressing and refining it, turning it into streams of pure soul power and a memory ball.

Afterwards, the pure soul power merged into Yang Feng's soul, strengthening Yang Feng's soul a little.

The memory ball slowly turned, and countless memory information flashed in Yang Feng's mind.

This gave Yang Feng a clearer understanding of the first-level saint, and also gave Yang Feng a more detailed understanding of his location and environment.

"The Yang family tribe is located in the ancient wasteland of the Eternal Continent!"

"The ancient wasteland is extremely vast, covering tens of trillions of square kilometers, and is home to countless trillions of human beings!"

"However, the ancient wasteland is extremely barren, the number of holy veins is extremely rare, and there is no eternal divine vein at all!"

"Therefore, the number of strong people in the ancient wasteland is extremely rare, and the strongest cultivator is only at the level of the Saint Realm!"

"With my current cultivation, With such strength, he can completely sweep away all the strong men in the ancient wasteland and take all the holy veins in the ancient wasteland as his own! "

"After refining all the holy veins in the ancient wasteland, I can almost be promoted to the second-level, third-level, or even the fourth-level saint!"

"Then, I can leave the ancient wasteland and explore other places rich in resources!"

After browsing all the memories of the first-level saint, Yang Feng muttered secretly in his heart.

After muttering, Yang Feng moved his mind and condensed a number of soul talismans, turning them into streams of light, sinking into the minds of the Wang clan tribe's divine masters, enslaving them all and making them his soul slaves.

Afterwards, Yang Feng asked these Wang clan monks in the Godly Venerable Realm to spread out around the First Order Holy Vein and be on guard. Then he turned into a stream of light and flew into the First Order Holy Vein. He sat cross-legged, absorbed the rich primordial energy in the First Order Holy Vein, and began to practice silently.