Weng! Weng! Weng!
The hall, which was originally still filled with sound, was now completely silent.
There was a deathly silence, as if a pin drop could be heard.
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were completely dumbfounded.
Creation!
A great fortune!
It was really a great fortune.
Previously, they had some vague guesses about what the great fortune was that would benefit the Sorcerer Tribe.
However, he really did not know that the good fortune that Tongtian was talking about was actually the opportunity to become a Saint.
Damn it!
Did it have to be so exciting!
I'm afraid I can't take it.
Dijun began to tremble. He still found it hard to believe.
It could help Houtu of the Sorcerer Tribe become a Saint. This was simply explosive!
As the descendants of Pangu, the Wu Tribe had always considered themselves to be the orthodox Pangu Tribe. However, the Wu Tribe had never produced a Saint.
If there were saints in the Wu Tribe, how could they fall behind the Three Pure Ones?
If there were saints in the Sorcerer Tribe, why would they be restricted by the Demon Tribe?
If the Wu Tribe had a Sage, would they not have the chance to unify Untainted Land?
However, today, Saint Tongtian suddenly came to visit and told him about an opportunity to become a Saint.
"Dare I ask, Saint Tongtian, is what you said true?”
Dijun suppressed his excitement and asked with a trembling voice.
It wasn't that he wasn't calm, but this news was too explosive and unbelievable.
"Yeah, what did you say just now? It can help sister Houtu become a Saint.”
Gong Gong's eyes popped out in disbelief.
Becoming a Saint!
That was becoming a Saint!
Was it really that simple to become a Saint with just a casual help?
There was a saying in the Primordial World that everyone below the Saint Realm was an ant.
Saint represented self-confidence, and Saint represented invincibility.
There had been many geniuses since ancient times, but only a few had truly become Saints. One could imagine how difficult it was to become a Saint.
"Saint, is what you said true?”
Although the Candle Dragon usually did not speak much, he could not wait to ask.
This was because it concerned her little sister. If her little sister really became a Saint, then the Sorcerer Tribe would truly become stronger.
Compared to the others, Houtu was the most shocked.
Because Tongtian said that it could make her a Saint, this made her a little stunned.
Why was this? Why was she the one who became a Saint and not someone else?
Moreover, was what Tongtian said true? Could she really become a Saint?
"May I ask why I became a Saint?？？”
Tongtian was also calm because he had guessed that it would be like this.
He might as well wait for them to finish asking questions before answering them.
Sect Master Tongtian looked at Houtu excitedly and said indifferently,"
"It's like this. The opportunity to become a Saint this time belongs to Fellow Daoist Houtu.”
"Since I dare to say this, I'm naturally very confident. Houtu has obtained the opportunity I mentioned, so she can become a Saint at any time.”
Boom!
After Tongtian finished speaking, the twelve Sorcerer Tribes were all a little dumbfounded.
F * ck!
You can still play like this!
He could become a Saint at any time?
'F * ck…'
And it was only limited to Houtu, because that was her opportunity.
As the leader of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, Emperor Jun naturally wanted to consider the interests of the Ancestors of Sorcery and his sister.
Since Saint Tongtian said that there was such an opportunity, he did not mind letting his little sister try.
It was because Tongtian was a Saint and was filled with confidence.
However, as the leader of one side, Emperor Jiang naturally knew that there was no such thing as a wasted lunch in this world. Tongtian must have some request for helping the Sorcerer Tribe.
Although he didn't know what the request was, it was for the sake of his little sister becoming a Saint and for the Sorcerer Tribe to have the combat strength of a Saint.
No matter what the request was, he would agree.
Therefore, after some consideration, Emperor Jiang stood up and bowed.
"May I ask what the Saint's request is? On behalf of the Sorcerer Tribe, I will definitely satisfy the Saint's request..."
Emperor Jiang was unusually firm in his words because they were from the Sorcerer Tribe. The promise made by the Sorcerer Tribe had to be fulfilled. This was the pride of the Sorcerer Tribe.
He nodded his head slightly and praised in his heart. As expected of an overlord. He was so good at things.
"Actually, it's not a big deal. I'll help Fellow Daoist Houtu become a Saint. Houtu only needs to join our Jie School and the Sorcerer Tribe can only stand on the same front as me in the future.”
"Of course, Houtu has joined Jie School. He's also a member of the Sorcerer Tribe. You don't have to worry…"
"Besides, I can help Fellow Daoist Houtu become a Saint first before fulfilling my promise.”
Hearing Tongtian's words, Emperor Jiang was excited. Yes, he was abnormally excited.
Was it that simple?
He had thought that it was something as difficult as ascending to the heavens!
"Is that really the case?"
Seeing Saint Tongtian nod, Emperor Jiang and the other twelve Ancestors of Sorcery bowed together."
"Thank you, Saint Tongtian. Our Wu Tribe will only stand on your side from now on, but we will not refuse your orders.”
Waving his hand slightly, Tongtian indicated that they did not need to be so polite.
"Alright, I'll take Houtu to become a Saint first."
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