Chapter 1,780: Saint's Legacy

After hearing this, the prince's expression changed and he looked up at the golden chariot flying slowly above him.

Sure enough, he saw the vague word "overlord" on the front of the chariot.

Judging from the appearance, this is very similar to the legendary Tyrant Saint's car!

Could it be that he is really the Tyrant Saint...impossible!

As early as thousands of years ago, the Tyrant Holy Lord was punished by the gods on the Holy Meteor Mountain and disappeared without a trace.

There's no way he could be in a place like this!

But this chariot...

The prince clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, as heaven and man were at war in his heart.

He was hesitating whether to take action!

At this time, the faces of the monks from other major forces present were also full of shock and panic.

"This, is this the car of the Tyrant Saint!?"

"Impossible, the Tyrant Holy Lord has already..."

"How can this be……"

Everyone was stunned, looking at the golden chariot passing slowly above their heads.

At this time, everyone was in extreme shock, and even the movements of their hands and feet were stiff.

On the chariot, Fang Yu sat back on the chair and used his spiritual consciousness to observe the reactions of the monks.

"It seems that Lin Batian still uses this chariot often when he arrives at Datianchenxing..." Fang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly and thought to himself.

Soon, Fang Yu focused his attention on the prince, who was dressed in white.

At this moment, the prince was looking up and staring at the chariot.

In addition to shock, there was also confusion in his eyes.

It was obvious that he was considering whether to take action.

"Do you think the prince will take action against us?" Fang Yu asked.

Xu Jialu, who was sitting in the back, was also in a daze. He didn't react and said, "Huh?"

"Let me ask, do you think the prince will take action now?" Fang Yu turned his head and asked with a calm smile on his face.

Xu Jialu looked at the smile on Fang Yu's face, shook his head, swallowed, and said, "If I were the prince... I wouldn't take action."

Fang Yu said nothing, turned around and continued to observe the prince's reaction.

At this time, on the ground.

The golden chariot is already slowly moving away.

The prince clenched his fists, his teeth chattered, and his breathing became heavier and heavier.

He knows that the immortal inheritance is on the chariot!

He really looked like he rushed forward desperately and took back the immortal inheritance!

"Your Highness, you must not do it! You must not do it!"

"Holy Son... we can't act rashly..."

But at this time, a close confidant from within the dynasty and a junior fellow from Tiangong were pulling him hard to prevent him from taking action.

And the prince himself knew in his heart that if this chariot was really related to the Tyrant Holy Lord, then the people on the chariot... must also have a lot of background.

Even if it is impossible to be the Tyrant Saint himself, he will not be a small character!

But just because of this, do we have to watch the immortal inheritance being taken away! ?

The prince is unwilling to give in!

He couldn't take this breath no matter what!

He has always believed that his luck is invincible. He believes that he is the chosen one, has the qualifications of a saint, and can even become the only genius of this generation!

In his opinion, the immortal inheritance is his, and only he is qualified to take it!

But now, he can only watch this chariot slowly drive away in front of him?

The people on this chariot are provoking him now!

It would be a great shame to just let the chariot leave like this!

The more the prince thought about it, the angrier he became and his breathing became more rapid.

"Let go of your hands, I must get the Immortal inheritance!"

The prince's eyes were full of anger and he yelled at the two men beside him.

As soon as these words came out, the two men were frightened and had to let go.

No matter what, they are just subordinates.

If the prince wants to have his own way, there is nothing they can do to stop him.

The two let go of their hands, and the prince stared at the chariot that had driven nearly a hundred meters away, raising his hands.

"God's Secret Technique..."

The prince recited the spell, his eyes filled with murderous intent, and was about to cast the spell.

But at this moment, a burst of blue light appeared on his chest.

A jade pendant the size of a thumb flew out from his chest and floated in front of him.

"bass……"

This jade pendant emitted bursts of blue light, and these lights flew to the prince's face like water splashes and blended into it.

During this process, the prince was shaken all over, and the anger in his eyes dissipated, and he regained his clarity.

He took a deep breath, looked at the chariot slowly going away, and put down his hands.

Many Tiangong disciples at the rear were looking at the jade pendant in front of the prince with wide eyes.

They knew that it was the Peluo jade given to the prince by Zhiyun Zhenren.

What exactly this piece of jade is and what it does is not clear to these disciples.

They only knew that Master Zhiyun had a total of three direct disciples, and each of his direct disciples would have such a piece of Pero Jade.

Now that Pei Luoyu appeared on his own initiative, the prince suddenly calmed down.

"Son……"

The Tiangong disciple looked at the prince in front of him and spoke hesitantly.

The prince glanced at this disciple and said, "Get ready... to return to the Heavenly Palace."

"...Yes!" the disciple replied immediately.

He has long wanted to leave this hellish place!

Now that the prince takes the initiative to speak, of course he is happy!

The prince looked at the golden chariot getting further and further away, with a strange light shining in his eyes.

Just because he calmed down doesn't mean that he will appear to pursue the immortal inheritance!

However, we must take a long-term view and not act impulsively.

"Yuhuamen... After returning, I will immediately obtain all the recent information about Yuhuamen!" The prince glanced at the Tiangong disciple and ordered.

After speaking, he took the lead in releasing his spiritual energy and flew rapidly towards the west.

Many Tiangong disciples came to their senses and immediately followed him, covering their wounds.

In this way, the forces belonging to the prince quickly left the sight.

And outside the forest, the other major forces were silent for a long time.

Their mood was also extremely complicated.

After arriving at the giant nest, they wanted to compete for the immortal inheritance, but they didn't even see the shadow of the inheritance, but saw the vehicle suspected to be the Tyrant Saint coming out of the jungle and flying over their heads!

For each of them, this was a great shock.

They had similar ideas to the prince.

The appearance of Tyrant Saint's chariot means that the people on the chariot are likely to be related to Yuhuamen.

After all, just two days ago, Wandao Pavilion reported the news about the special rating of Yuhuamen!

They didn't take it too seriously at the time, but combined with what they saw today... they knew they had to be alert!

It seems that the Tyrant Saint has left a legacy to the Yuhua Sect!

If this is true, it is a very sensational news not only for the Southern Border, but also for the entire Great Tianchen Star!

After all, now that the Great Tianchen Star is full of heroes, there are extremely powerful and dominant sects in each of the major realms.

No one wants to see an existence that is above all the sects!

"Return immediately and tell the sect what you have seen and heard today..."

"The Yuhua Sect in the Southern Border... must be alert."

"After returning, hold a meeting immediately..."