"Boom!"
The lightning spear landed on the ground.
The lightning was as fast as Wang Yang's. It was boundless as far as the eye could see. Lightning flashed, stirring the nine heavens and drowning the earth. It was extremely terrifying. Wherever it passed, the earth and rocks were scorched.
The traces of the hall were completely wiped away.
If not for the protection of the array formation, more than half of the entire imperial palace would have been destroyed.
Under such power.
Beichen Heng was just an ordinary person.
Even if he was at his peak, he might not be able to block it.
Beichen Yong had absolute confidence in this attack. Although he had not become a Saint, he had absorbed the strength of his eight sons and some geniuses he had recruited over the years.
These people were secretly cultivating the Vital Spirit Technique.
In the end, they all became his nourishment.
With the accumulation of countless people's cultivation, he could be said to be invincible among those of the same level!
"It's over."
Beichen Yong's voice was cold.
Even so, he still couldn't vent his hatred. The anger in his chest was burning and the demonic flames on his body were dancing. He was like an ancient ferocious beast that wanted to devour people!
"It's too easy to die after cutting off my path to becoming a Saint, huh?”
Beichen Yong raised his hand and grabbed out. Among the lightning that filled the sky, he grabbed Lone.
What was going on?
He frowned.
Logically speaking, Beichen Heng should be dead. He wanted to capture his soul, but why was there no reaction?
Could it be?
Beichen Yong guessed.
His attack just now had caused the other party's soul to dissipate?
This possibility was very low.
He was very clear about his own strength. No one knew better than him how powerful that spear was. No matter what, his soul should have been left behind.
Something was wrong.
Beichen Yong narrowed his eyes. His gaze pierced through the sea of lightning, wanting to see what had happened.
Before he could see the situation clearly.
A figure walked out of the sea of lightning as if he was strolling in a courtyard.
"Impossible!"
Beichen Yong frowned and disbelief flashed across his eyes. He said in a deep voice,"You didn't die?"
"I've disappointed father."
Beichen Heng's appearance was still old. He placed his hands behind his back and walked up the stairs. With a step, his body that was originally like a withered tree suddenly let out a roar that was like a tsunami.
The True Yuan in his body rumbled, and his blood and flesh essence shot through the sky like smoke, scattering the clouds in all directions.
With his location as the center, the fate of the entire Tian Yin Dynasty seemed to be attracted and gathered from all directions.
It turned into a vortex above his head and poured down.
"Your son has long said that Imperial Father has sat in this position for five thousand years. It's time for him to abdicate!”
Beichen Heng was still neither fast nor slow.
With every step he took, the aura on his body grew stronger.
His cultivation that was originally crippled quickly grew back.
Body refinement realm!
Essence Qi Realm!
......
Celestial Phenomenon!
Holy Lord Realm!
Saint!
......
"Boom!"
With his final step, Beichen Heng arrived in front of Beichen Yong. He looked straight at his father, his eyes calm. A terrifying aura swept out from his body.
The might of a Saint could suppress the heavens and earth!
"Bang!"
A terrifying aura assaulted his face.
Beichen Yong's body trembled as if it had been hit hard. Then, his face turned pale and he was sent flying. With a rumble, he crashed through countless palaces.
Smoke and dust flew into the air.
Beichen Yong lay on a pile of ruins. Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. He stood up shakily. His hair was messy and draped over his shoulders. He looked a little hysterical.
"Impossible!"
"No, I can't! But! Yes!"
"I've been planning for thousands of years, but I still haven't become a Saint. The cultivation techniques you cultivate are all incomplete. Without any follow-up, how can you become a Saint before me?”
"No!"
"You have already crippled your cultivation. How did you become a Saint?!”
Beichen Yong was about to go crazy. His lifelong pursuit was in vain, and his son had jumped out of the chessboard from a chess piece in his hand.
It was fine if he jumped out of the chessboard.
He even swapped the roles of the chess player and the chess piece.
This change made him want to vomit blood.
"Nothing is impossible in this world.”
Beichen Heng turned around.
At this moment.
He was handsome like jade, with a tall figure and a jade crown on his head. From his appearance, he was only in his early twenties. Anyone who saw him could not help but praise him.
What a great young master!
Because he had reached the Saint Realm, his lifespan had increased by more than 10,000 years. His original middle-aged appearance had completely become younger. In a sense, he could be considered to have regained his youth.
As long as the Dynasty of Tian Yin was not destroyed, he would be able to have everything that a Saint should have, even his lifespan!
From this, one could see how terrifying the method of becoming a saint by borrowing luck was.
"Something must be wrong!"
Beichen Yong's voice was hoarse. A moment later, he suddenly raised his head and stared at Beichen Heng. He squeezed out a few words with difficulty.
"Borrowing luck to become a Saint!"
Back then.
The forbidden technique of the Dali Dynasty was well-known throughout the world. Naturally, the Tian Yin Dynasty was also envious of it.
They searched with all their might, but in the end, they found nothing.
Until…
Beichen Yong ascended the throne.
He had also tried to look for it, but unfortunately, he had not found it.
However, what he did not expect was…
Today.
The method to borrow luck to become a saint had actually appeared in his son's hands!
"Give it to me!"
"Give me the method to borrow luck to become a saint!”
"I'll give you whatever you want!!!”
Beichen Yong staggered forward. His eyes were filled with desire. After his hope of becoming a Saint was destroyed, a glimmer of hope appeared in his heart.
"I want it."
Beichen Heng sneered and said,""Father, go and accompany your royal brothers!"
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