240: Chapter 240 High-Ranking Saints Who Have Exhausted Their Potential

The Seven-Colored Holy Land was like a colorful fairyland, with seven colorful giant Peaks standing in a circle, resembling seven giant Dragons circling in the sky.

The central giant Peak was a vibrant crimson red, as if burning with blazing flames, adding a touch of mystery and majesty to the entire Holy Land.

On its two sides, three Peaks of different colors stood respectively, echoing each other and forming a beautiful landscape.

Viewed from high above, these Peaks looked like an inverted V-shaped ribbon, radiating a dazzling light.

Before long, many powerful Saints flew out from these seven Peaks; like a flock of soaring eagles, they stopped not far in front of the flying ship.

These Saints exuded a suffocating pressure, each possessing unfathomable strength and Realm.

Cao Yang swept his gaze casually, unable to help but marvel inwardly. There were over a thousand High-order Saints here, and they were all High-order Saints!

The strength of these Saints was very powerful, basically reaching the Realm of Seven-Tribulation Saint or higher, and there were even a hundred experts at the Peak Realm of Nine-Tribulation Saint acting as leaders.

Such a massive lineup of High-order Saints deeply shocked him and made him full of expectations for this Seven-Colored Holy Land and the Huangyuan Universe; after all, only with powerful factions could the sign-in yield good things.

It truly deserved to be a major force in the Saint Realm; there were so many High-order Saints, it was simply a force that could not be ignored.

At this moment, the white-haired old man in the lead spoke, his voice calm and powerful: "Who is in the ship? Why have you trespassed into my Seven-Colored Holy Land?" Although his tone sounded devoid of any anger or worry, deep in his eyes, he hid a profound gravity.

Clearly, facing this sudden powerful flying ship and visitors of unknown strength, his heart was filled with vigilance and caution.

The many High-order Saints behind him had gloomy expressions; if not for the many Old Ancestors suppressing the situation in front, they would have likely already been unable to resist attacking and blowing up this flying ship that had trespassed into the Holy Land.

At this time, Wen Xiaoke took the initiative to speak: "Brother Cao, let me go and explain the situation to those old guys in the Holy Land." She knew her identity as an Old Ancestor of the Seven-Colored Holy Land well; as long as she revealed to those old guys that Brother Cao had reached the Extreme Dao Saint Realm, they would surely believe her.

Otherwise, if those reckless men in the Holy Land offended Brother Cao, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Cao Yang nodded slightly and turned to Long Xiaoxiao beside him: "Xiaoxiao, you go with Xiaoke. If anyone dares to offend, kill them without mercy!"

"Yes, Revered Master, please leave it to Xiaoxiao." Long Xiaoxiao replied respectfully.

Subsequently, the two stepped out of the flying ship and flew towards the direction of the upper echelons of the Seven-Colored Holy Land.

"Cao Lang, I didn't expect the Holy Land where Little Sister Xiaoke is located to have so many High-order Saints!" Revered Master Ouyang Liuli said, feeling somewhat shocked as she looked at the thousands of High-order Saints outside the window.

"Yeah, yeah! Brother Cao, if we had stayed in the Immortal Realm or the Divine Realm, we really couldn't have imagined that there were so many Saints in the world," Empress Mingyue Chu Yueer chimed in.

Once, she had a small goal of unifying the Immortal Realm, and later she wanted to unify the Divine Realm, to be above ten thousand people, and to be the only noble person in the world.

However, now she realized that her knowledge was truly too shallow. There was no such thing as the only strong person or noble person in the world; there was only the endless Universe, and strong people beyond strong people.

"Hmm, you are all right, but this is also very normal; after all, this is one of the most powerful worlds in the Universe. Furthermore, actually, the cultivation path for many of those Saints outside has already reached its end," Cao Yang nodded and replied. His eyes revealed a profound understanding and warm passion for this world.

"Revered Master is right. My body of creation can clearly perceive that the potential of most Saints outside has been exhausted. Many people's Aptitude could originally only support them in reaching Advanced Saint, and coupled with the hidden injuries in many people's bodies, some even having Dao wounds, it is very difficult to Breakthrough and become a Nine-Tribulation Saint." Tu Wu also nodded in agreement and expressed her view.

The other three Divine Rabbits also nodded one after another, expressing their agreement with Tu Wu's point of view.

"Little Sister Wu is right. I can also clearly feel that the majority of them have reached the end of their cultivation. If they force a Breakthrough, it is very likely they will die in the calamity," Empress Luoshen said affirmatively. At this moment, she finally understood why Little Sister Xiaoke wanted to find a powerful man.

Although she had not seen the hidden injuries on Little Sister Xiaoke with her own eyes, she heard her recount that her husband had already healed her. Presumably, before the treatment, the hidden injuries on Little Sister Xiaoke must have been quite serious.

The First Ancestor and others of the Seven-Colored Holy Land looked at the flying ship in front of them, their hearts filled with vigilance and doubt.

Just at this moment, the cabin door of the flying ship slowly opened, and two figures walked out from it.

"Hmm? How could it be that girl Xiaoke?" A plump, curvaceous, and beautiful woman in the crowd whispered to herself.

She widened her eyes, unable to believe everything she saw. Just now she thought she had seen wrong, but now she realized it was really her niece. After all, having watched Xiaoke grow up since she was a child, as an aunt, she naturally would not mistake her.

The woman hesitated for a moment, then spoke: "First Ancestor, one of those two people seems to be that girl Xiaoke." Her voice carried a hint of uncertainty because this was truly beyond her expectations.

The white-haired old man nodded slightly, indicating that he had also noticed. He narrowed his eyes, carefully observing the two people walking out of the flying ship.

"Ninth Sister, I have already seen it, but I don't know what exactly is going on?" His tone revealed a hint of worry.

Although the strength of the Seven-Colored Holy Land was powerful, most of the experts had already exhausted their potential; this was all a consequence brought about by the Saint War.

And the young Saints had low cultivation bases; how many Universal kalpas would they need to pass through before they had the opportunity to grow to the same Realm as the First Ancestor? Regarding the future, they felt completely lost.

And Xiaoke was the youngest among these Old Ancestors, and also the one whose physical potential was considered the best; after all, she had only participated in two Saint Wars, so she had the fewest physical hidden injuries.

Although her Aptitude was not the highest, due to diligent cultivation and possessing Luck, her cultivation base had reached the same Peak Realm of Nine-Tribulation Saint as them.

"Look, Xiaoke and that young girl beside her seem to have a good relationship! They are even holding hands." When Wen Xiaoke and Long Xiaoxiao got closer, An Ne saw more clearly. She widened her eyes, and a look of surprise appeared on her face.

"Yeah! It looks like Xiaoke and the visitors have a very good relationship, so we don't need to worry too much," an Old Ancestor with a middle-aged appearance also nodded, expressing agreement. His eyes revealed a hint of relief, as if he felt reassured by the intimate relationship between Wen Xiaoke and that mysterious young girl.

Everyone relaxed their tension somewhat; after all, their Seven-Colored Holy Land's strength had declined quite a bit in the Saint Realm over these years. The originally tense atmosphere gradually eased, and everyone began to talk in low voices.