247: saint

Yao Yue was a little curious.

“Aren’t there several top-tier great sects and Ancient aristocratic families over there? Would they agree?”

Wang Dong glanced at her.

“What can they do if they don’t agree?”

Yao Yue looked at Wang Dong’s face, and suddenly, a bell-like laugh rang out.

“I’ll do as you say.”

With Wang Dong’s current strength, even if these people truly had objections, they would have to tuck their tails between their legs.

At the same time, in the Jiang Family.

Everyone stood ready, eagerly looking at the sky.

It was already night.

A bright moon hung high, dotted with a few stars.

Suddenly, an enormous coffin, pulled by nine exotic beasts, plummeted into the Jiang Family like a meteor.

That instant brought immense pressure to the entire Eastern Wasteland.

But it was fleeting.

Many people sensed it, but merely glanced at it before closing their eyes and continuing their cultivation.

It could be said that no one cared, or perhaps they cared but had no recourse.

At the same time.

A middle-aged man walked out from within the Jiang Family.

His face was upright, and his eyes held a hint of vicissitudes of life.

His figure was slender, and a terrifying Qi fluctuation emanated from his entire body.

He had recently emerged from the Jiang Family’s Small World and was a Saint of the current era.

He had already reached one of the most esteemed positions under heaven.

Yet, at this moment, he looked forward with great respect, his expression filled with anticipation.

“Ninth Ancestor has returned!”

As his voice fell, the entire Jiang Family shouted in unison.

Countless young Cultivators and older Elders were all excited.

The Ninth Ancestor was a Saint.

Thousands of years ago, he left this Star Domain to explore the depths of the Universe.

Now, his return, with such a grand display, suggested his cultivation had reached an unfathomable level.

Everyone was incredibly excited.

The Ninth Ancestor emerged from the coffin, and in an instant, his originally aged, withered body became incredibly robust.

His monstrous blood Qi almost shot straight into the sky.

Perhaps the clouds were scattering, revealing the bright moon hanging high.

A slight smile appeared on his face as he looked at this Saint descendant.

He nodded.

“Not bad! Not bad!”

He said “not bad” twice, clearly very satisfied with the current state of the Jiang Family.

However, he suddenly frowned deeply.

“Where’s Little Five?”

Little Five was a nephew of his, whom he habitually called that.

Before he left, he had personally held him.

In the entire Jiang Family, that child was the closest to him.

Unexpectedly, the Ancestor Elders of the Family all showed a hint of melancholy upon hearing this.

The “Little Five” he spoke of was the Clan Chief of the previous generation of the Jiang Family, Jiang Feng.

It was just that he had already perished.

Naturally, it was impossible for him to appear again at this moment.

Feeling the heavy atmosphere, the Ninth Ancestor’s expression changed.

“What exactly happened?”

An Elder sighed deeply.

“He has already perished.”

“What? Who did it? How did he die? Tell me.”

In an instant, an earth-shattering killing intent erupted from the Ninth Ancestor.

It seemed to pierce through the sky.

Countless people present felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave, a cold abyss, their scalps tingling.

Some Elders secretly thought, “He’s indeed become stronger.”

Someone spoke, “Several years ago, during the great war in the Demon Domain, six Supreme Emperor Weapons were deployed. Our Clan Chief died in that battle, beneath the Wang Family’s Supreme Emperor Weapon.”

As soon as these words were spoken, the aura on the Ninth Ancestor became even more terrifying.

The oppressive feeling almost solidified, and a cold light shot from his eyes.

“The Wang Family? Which Wang Family? Among the current Ancient aristocratic families, there doesn’t seem to be anyone named Wang, is there?”

The Ninth Ancestor’s tone was very suppressed.

Before leaving, he had even given instructions to that child, but unexpectedly, when he returned, they were already separated by life and death.

Soon, another knowledgeable person came out and recounted the events of that year.

“What? A Family that came out of an obscure little Dynasty dared to attack my clan like this?”

“Ridiculous! You all were actually hesitant and didn’t dare to attack them!”

“Has my Jiang Family already fallen to such a state?”

The Ninth Ancestor’s gaze was piercing, his cold eyes sweeping over everyone present.

Everyone couldn’t help but feel their scalps tingle.

But someone still explained.

“Ninth Ancestor, it’s not our incompetence.”

“It’s just that Wang Dong is truly astonishing. He is a Chaos Holy Body! Now he has even stepped into the Half-Saint Realm. Without a Saint personally taking action, it would be difficult to subdue him.”

“But now, the Emperor Road is about to open, coinciding with the Golden Age, and countless Primordial Beings are also reawakening. We are worried that infighting with him will affect the overall situation.”

A high-ranking official explained.

The Ninth Ancestor, however, snorted coldly.

“Haha! Just a Half-Saint, what if he is a Chaos Holy Body?”

“If you don’t go? I’ll go myself. Bring the Hengyu Furnace. At worst, I’ll sink the Endless Sea.”

As soon as these words came out, they revealed his arrogance and domineering nature; he intended to personally go to the Endless Sea to kill Wang Dong.

The several leading figures of the Family looked at each other in dismay upon seeing this scene.

However, they eventually retrieved the Supreme Emperor Weapon and handed it over.

But at the last moment, they still cautioned.

“Two years ago, at the Myriad Races Grand Assembly, we already made a verbal alliance with the Primordial Beings.”

“If a Supreme Emperor Weapon participates in a battle, it should take place in the outer domain; otherwise, the whole world will condemn it.”

The Ninth Ancestor’s expression barely changed, then he directly took the Hengyu Furnace and traversed the immense distance to the Endless Sea.

He had already reached an extremely high level in the Saint Realm.

Every step he took seemed to merge with the Dao essence of heaven and earth.

In an instant, he could cross tens of thousands of miles.

In just a few hours, he arrived above the Endless Sea.

Then, his tongue roared like spring thunder.

An earth-shattering roar echoed over the entire Endless Sea.

“Wang Family brat, Wang Dong! Come out and face your death!”

As soon as these words came out, countless people below were shaken.

In the current world, the Holy Body reigned supreme.

Who didn’t know that the Yaoguang Holy Land, having exhausted its foundation, was crushed by Wang Dong with a casual flick of his hand?

Now, someone still dared to challenge him?

Could it be a Saint?

They were uncertain and looked up at the sky.

Meanwhile, the people of the Wang Family were filled with righteous indignation, glaring angrily.

Looking at the figure in the sky, they couldn’t help but roar.

“Who dares to make such a ruckus here? How dare you insult our Clan Chief!”

The Ninth Ancestor glanced coldly below.

Then, a terrifying divine light shot out from his hand.

The next moment, like a divine rainbow, it streaked across the sky, intending to pierce the enemy’s head in an instant.

A Saint!

Several Elders of the Wang Family clearly felt the crisis of death at this moment.

They determined that the person before them was a Saint.

Even an Ancient Saint!

His power was self-evident.

Their hearts immediately filled with worry.

Just as the few were about to die.

Within the Wang Family island, several divine lights also shot out.

They blocked all attacks.

Immediately after, a figure appeared above the sky.

Wang Dong stood with his hands behind his back, his expression calm as he looked at the person in front of him.