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 strengthened ten thousand times!"

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

Then, an invisible force entered Yang Feng's body and strengthened his body and soul.

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

"Although I am a first-level saint, whether it is physical fitness, soul strength, or the holy power in my body, it is more than ten thousand times stronger than an ordinary first-level saint!"

"Therefore, my combat power far exceeds that of an ordinary first-level saint, more than ten thousand times that of an ordinary first-level saint, slightly better than a fourth-level saint, and slightly inferior to a fifth-level saint!"

"It's just that I don't have powerful saint-level skills and martial arts, nor do I have powerful holy weapons. My actual combat power should be about the same as that of a fourth-level saint!"

After feeling his physical condition, Yang Feng muttered softly.

After a murmur, Yang Feng stood up and walked out of the training room.

"Leader, the cultivators of our Yang clan have discovered a first-level holy vein in the Mangshan Mountains 30,000 miles away!"

"However, the first-level holy vein in the Mangshan Mountains has also been discovered by the cultivators of the nearby Wang clan!"

"Not long ago, Wang Quan, the leader of the Wang clan, rushed to the Mangshan Mountains and killed all the cultivators of our Yang clan, and occupied the first-level holy vein alone!"

Seeing Yang Feng coming out of the training room, a cultivator of the Godly Realm guarding the door of the training room immediately went up to him and said respectfully.

"The Wang clan dared to rob the first-level holy vein of our Yang clan, it's simply courting death!"

Hearing the words of the cultivator of the Godly Realm, Yang Feng's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he said in a cold tone.

The Saint Realm is divided into nine levels from the first level to the ninth level. The gap between each level is huge, and the gap between levels becomes greater as you go to the later stage.

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

It takes too long to break through to the second level by simply absorbing the primordial energy in the air.

With a lifespan of ten thousand years for a first-level saint, it is difficult to absorb enough primordial energy and be promoted to a second-level saint in his lifetime.

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

Only in this way can a first-level saint save a lot of time to absorb and refine the primordial energy, obtain enough primordial energy before dying of old age, 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 the saint realm cultivators.

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

Yang Feng was not surprised at all that the first-order holy vein in the Mangshan Mountains was snatched away by the leader of the Wang clan without a saint in charge.

However, when he thought that the first-order holy vein that originally belonged to him was snatched away by the leader of the Wang clan, Yang Feng was filled with murderous intent, and his eyes were full of cold light.

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

Yang Feng calmed down his anger, explained to the Godly Realm cultivator, and then took off into the air, turned into a stream of light, and headed straight for the Mangshan Mountains.

Not long after, Yang Feng flew over a distance of more than 30,000 miles and came to the top of the Mangshan Mountains. He released his spiritual sense and explored the surroundings to find the trace of the first-order holy vein.

Soon, Yang Feng found the location of the first-order holy vein, and moved his body and flew to the location of the first-order holy vein.

At this time, a first-level saint who was cultivating in the first-level holy vein opened his tightly closed eyes, and disappeared from the original place with a flash, and appeared above the first-level holy vein.

"This is the territory of our Wang clan tribe, please leave here immediately, otherwise don't blame me for being rude to you!"

Looking at Yang Feng who was approaching rapidly, the first-level saint's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he shouted loudly with a cold tone.

While speaking, the first-level saint turned his palm, and a first-level holy sword appeared in his palm. Under his urging, it exuded a dazzling holy light.

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

"I give you one minute to leave here immediately, otherwise I will kill you!"

Hearing the words of the first-level saint, and seeing the actions of the first-level saint, Yang Feng's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he responded loudly with a cold tone.

At night, Yang Feng flipped his palm, and a first-level holy sword appeared in his palm, emitting a brilliant holy light.

"Boy, you are looking for death!"

Hearing Yang Feng's words, the first-level saint's eyes flashed with a fierce light, roared, and then mobilized the holy power in his body, urging the first-level holy sword in his hand to turn it into a sharp sword light, and slashed down at Yang Feng's body.

Facing the attack of the first-level holy sword, Yang Feng's expression did not change. With a thought, the first-level holy sword in his hand turned into a stream of light and went straight to meet it.

Bang!

With a crisp sound, the first-level holy sword driven by the first-level saint was destroyed by the first-level holy sword driven by Yang Feng, turning into countless fragments, splashing around, destroying countless rocks and trees.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Feng's first-order holy sword 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, turning into 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 pure soul power and a memory ball.

Afterwards, the pure soul power merged into Yang Feng's soul, making Yang Feng's soul slightly stronger.

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

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

"The Yang clan 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, with very few holy veins, and there is not even one eternal divine vein!"

"Therefore, the number of strong men in the ancient wasteland is extremely small, and the most powerful cultivator has only the fourth-level cultivation strength of the saint realm!"

"With my current cultivation strength, I can completely sweep away all the strong men in the ancient wasteland and take all the holy veins in the ancient wasteland for myself!"

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

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

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

After a murmur, Yang Feng's mind moved, and he condensed a number of soul talismans, which turned into streams of light and sank into the minds of the God-honored cultivators of the Wang clan, enslaving them all and making them his soul slaves.

Afterwards, Yang Feng asked the God-honored cultivators of the Wang clan to disperse around the first-order holy veins to be on guard, and then he turned into a stream of light and flew into the first-order holy veins, sitting cross-legged, absorbing the rich primordial energy in the first-order holy veins, and silently practicing.