Chapter 459: The Battle for Sainthood Is a Game

Mo Fan was very fast and soon arrived at the Thunder Pool.

Surprisingly, such a big movement didn't seem to attract anyone's attention.

There was no one on the Ji Lei Pond, even the Lord Feng Shi and the Nine-Tailed Demon Lord who were supposed to be waiting above were nowhere to be found.

"Out?"

A deep voice sounded.

The volume is not high, but it is as dull as thunder.

Mo Fan looked to the side in horror. Only a foot away from him, a middle-aged man in black was looking at him with a burning gaze.

The middle-aged man with two horns on his head is the Great Sage Pingtian.

Now Mo Fan is a first-grade Martial Emperor, and he was even approached within ten feet without being noticed.

Does the Great Sage Pingtian's strength frighten Mo Fan?

"I have met the Great Sage Pingtian."

Mo Fan slightly cupped his hands, neither humble nor overbearing.

He was naturally able to understand why such a big movement did not attract other people's attention, and even the area around the Lei Po Pond was cleared.

In Jilei Mountain, the only person with such power is the Great Sage Pingtian, who is known as the first sage of the demon clan.

"Your talent is extraordinary." Great Sage Pingtian glanced at Mo Fan deeply.

"Come in with me."

Mo Fan was a little hesitant, but he believed that if he wanted to escape under this man's nose, the success rate would be very slim.

Gritting his teeth, he followed the Great Sage Pingtian into the hut.

The hut was not spacious, just a bed, a table, and a few chairs.

There is no other decoration.

It can even be described as a house with only four walls.

Is this the residence of the No. 1 Saint of the Monster Clan?

"See?"

The Great Sage Pingtian casually found a chair and sat down.

"What did you see?"

Mo Fan didn't react for a moment.

The Great Sage of Pingtian uttered one word in a concise and concise manner: "Stele."

"I saw it." Mo Fan finally understood that the Great Sage Pingtian knew about this and nodded quickly.

"Do you understand?"

"No." Mo Fan shook his head blankly.

"That's right. The inheritance of your monkey clan has been cut off for a long time, and the Great Sage Ventilation has been dead for many years. It's normal for younger generations like you to not know." The Great Sage Pingtian nodded.

Then he asked: "Do you know the origin of the Seven Holy Lands?"

Mo Fan was stunned when he heard this, what's the reason? Didn't I write it?

But when I turned around and thought about it, I seemed to have only written about the existence of these seven holy places, but did not explain why there were these seven holy places.

Seeing Mo Fan's confused expression, the Great Sage Pingtian looked at the simple roof with deep eyes, as if he was deep in thought about the past.

After a long time, he slowly spoke:

"At the end of the first era of Tianhan, the way of heaven collapsed, aliens invaded, the world shook together, and there were countless casualties."

"The Saint in Green Clothes led a hundred Saints to fight in Tianyuan, and they were invincible."

"The great sage Zhutian led two hundred great sages and tens of thousands of monsters to fight together, and all of them were killed or injured."

"Later, the Saint of Vajra is used as the foundation, the Saint of Thick Earth is used as the furnace, the Saint of Blazing Fire is forged with heart fire, the Saint of Divine Wind assists the combustion, the Saint of Flood Water tempers the body, and the Saint of Thunder draws the sword. Together they cast the Heaven-Suppressing Sword."

"The great sage Zhu Tian brought ninety-nine great sages of the demon clan to sacrifice their blood to the demon gods, and severely wounded the seven evil emperors with their swords."

"This is why we built seven holy places to guard the seven broken rifts in heaven and prevent alien invasion."

"From now on, the Holy Realm guards the gate of heaven, and the Imperial Realm controls the human world."

…

The distant and tragic memories were narrated from the mouth of the Great Sage Pingtian, and Mo Fan was frightened when he heard them.

No wonder there are so many emperor-level powerhouses in just one holy land among the demon clan. It turns out that it is to defend against the so-called alien races.

Mo Fan has never seen what kind of existence that alien race is.

He always thought that once he robbed Lin Yang of all opportunities and then killed him, the mission would be completed.

Before Mo Fan could think about it, the Great Sage Pingtian asked again: "Do you know about the battle to seize the Saint?"

Battle for the Saint?

Isn't the battle for the Saint just a fight between demons and humans for living space?

Just as Mo Fan was about to blurt out, he thought of what the Great Sage Pingtian said just now.

Since the threat from the outside has not been resolved, why are the two demon and human tribes still fighting to the death?

Moreover, the Saint Realm experts from the demon and human tribes, and even most of the Emperor Realm experts are in the Holy Land.

Aren't they willing to fight for a piece of land for their own people?

Mo Fan was in a state of confusion and said, "I've heard a little bit about it, but I believe it's not as simple as fighting for living space as rumored."

"Not bad." Great Sage Pingtian glanced at Mo Fan approvingly. You are smarter than the average demon king.

"Back then, the two clans of demons and humans did fight frequently to compete for living space, and the powerful Martial Saints and Martial Emperors also ended up in the end."

"But at that time, there was no talk of a battle to seize the Saint."

"Later, because of the resistance to foreign invasion, all the strong men on our Tianhan Continent were killed or injured. There was not even one saint-level strong man left in a hundred, and not even one emperor-level strong man left in ten."

"In order to resist invaders who may come again at any time in the future, we must restore our strength as soon as possible."

"So after consultation between the remaining saints of the demon and human clans, they decided to cultivate new strong men by raising gu."

Mo Fan was shocked when he heard this: "Raising Gu?"

"That's right, raise Gu."

"The two tribes of demons and humans have a large population, but without external threats, their progress is not fast. It is very difficult to restore the effective combat effectiveness against foreign races."

"That's why we came up with the concept of the Battle to Seize the Saint. Once every five hundred years, warriors of all levels from martial master to martial emperor are required to fight against each other, in order to achieve the purpose of cultivating strong men."

The Great Sage Ping Tian once again dropped a bombshell on Mo Fan.

"It turns out that the battle for the Saint is a trap..."

Mo Fan muttered to himself. As the author of this book, he obviously didn't design it this way!

He wanted to curse at the sky at this moment!

Where do all these conspiracy theories come from? Where does the alien invasion come from?

Damn God! Why do you change the outline of my company!

As the author, he subconsciously guessed the next plot development.

The aliens who have not invaded on a large scale for a long time will be very strong this time, and the human race will never be able to resist.

At that time, it will be Lin Yang, the chosen one of this generation, who will turn the tide and save the people from the water and fire.

But Lin Yang has been suppressed by Mo Fan. Will he still be of great use in the future?

If Lin Yang can't resist the aliens in the future, or even kills himself before the aliens invade, who will be the savior?

Myself?

But now that things have come to this point, Mo Fan has no choice but to hope that he can rely on the system to help him resist the enemy in the future.

After all, during this period of time, through the system rewards, his strength has improved incredibly fast.

From the time he traveled through time to now, except for the cultivation of his predecessor, in just two years, he has been promoted from the first-grade martial emperor to the martial emperor.

No one can believe this speed.

However, Mo Fan still asked: "But in the battles for the saints over the years, those geniuses who died and were injured, have they become victims of the overall situation?"

"Not really." Pingtian Great Sage shook his head.

"The battle for the saint is also a way to compete for luck. If they can't win, they won't have much achievement in the future."

"In the battle with aliens, those below the emperor level have almost no effect."