Chapter 390: The Sorrow of Saint Ana
Among the five people around Zhang Xing, three of them had auras that were not weaker than the two elders, but they obviously had not reached the realm of the Venerable.
This shocked them. It was unimaginable that someone from a second-class country could have such a strong strength.
Not to mention a second-class country, even a third-class or fourth-class country did not have the financial resources to cultivate a Venerable-level power.
At the time of the high-level Demon Emperor and the high-level War Emperor, it can be said that it had reached the limit of human cultivation.
To break through to the next realm, it requires not only countless natural treasures, but also a person's understanding of magic and martial arts.
If you can't understand it in one day, you will have to spend one day's wealth, and if you can't understand it in one year, you will have to spend one year's wealth.
Some high-level emperors have practiced for more than a hundred years, but they can't comprehend the higher level until the last moment of their lives.
Therefore, those empires below the third and fourth levels have not produced a magician and warrior of the Venerable Realm for tens of millions of years.
Of course, those families that rely on the support of the empires above the fifth level cannot be counted.
Then, the origin of Zhang Xing is a bit mysterious. Is he really the descendant of Saint Ana?
But there is no record in history that this great woman married and had children.
She was a saint chosen by the temple since she was a child. She was brought to the temple to be trained as soon as she was born, until she became the first and youngest female temple master in history.
More than an hour later, Zhang Xing woke up from meditation.
"Sir Zhang Xing, you have worked hard. On behalf of the temple and the human beings of the whole continent, I thank you for your efforts."
The two elders looked solemn and saluted Zhang Xing.
The disciples behind him also followed the same etiquette.
"No need to thank me. The people who should be thanked the most are Senior Ana and the 365 seniors here, as well as those who died for mankind."
Zhang Xing turned around and saluted respectfully to the formation.
After the ceremony, the two elders led eight disciples to the front of the formation and knelt down with a plop.
"The younger disciples of the Holy Temple of Light come to see Lord Ana, please show up!"
Ten people prostrated themselves on the ground, waiting devoutly.
After about five minutes, the light on the formation lit up.
"Everyone, get up, are you finally willing to come and see me?"
Ana's figure appeared in the air. She didn't know that there was an accident in the temple, and she was quite blaming.
"Please forgive me, Lord, there is a reason for it. If it weren't for Mr. Zhang Xing, we wouldn't know the situation here."
Then an elder got up from the ground and told her about the disappearance of the two previous hall masters every two hundred years.
When Ana heard that no saint had appeared in the temple for eight hundred years, she was silent.
After a long time, a melodious sigh sounded throughout the space.
"Alas..."
"I didn't expect that the war eight hundred years ago would completely destroy my temple."
"What's the point of calling it a saint if there is no saint in the temple?"
"A glorious era has ended. I thought that after eight hundred years of recuperation, the continent would be able to create glory again."
"But I didn't expect that it was not only my temple that was in decline, but the entire human race was so weak!"
"There are tens of trillions of people on the Holy Dragon Continent, but now there are only five saints. How sad!"
"Now I only have a trace of divine consciousness left to survive. I can't help you. Whether it is a blessing or a curse, whether you are strong or weak, it depends on you!"
"I also want to thank you here, Zhang Xing. It is no problem for the formation to last for decades after repair."
"But I will have to trouble you in the future. You can ask the people in the temple to collect materials and come to see it once every ten years."
"In addition... forget it. Only Zhang Xing can come in. You can send people to guard outside and report any situation in time. "