All the saints of the demon clan gathered together to discuss important matters.
"Your Majesty the Dragon Saint, according to reliable information, the human Yunqi Lord Du Ning was not only canonized in the Kunlun literary world, but also naturally became the master of the literary world."
"After Du Ning was canonized, he successively killed the Dharma Saint of the Rakshasa tribe, the Ling Saint, and the Deng Wu Saint of the Lingwu tribe. This boy's talent is simply terrifying. If he is allowed to grow any more, he may have the qualifications to be crowned a sub-saint."
"We must find ways to kill Du Ning, the murderer, otherwise it will definitely become a serious problem for our demon clan."
Many demon saints spoke one after another. Their eyes were fierce and their murderous intent was skyrocketing.
"Du Ning...well...I didn't expect that this boy would be canonized so quickly, and he would also kill three semi-saints. This boy is truly a genius that the human race has not seen for thousands of years."
Donghai Dragon Saint's eyes were bright, "If there is a chance, I would like to compete with Du Sheng."
The faces of the demon saints changed.
A dragon saint said: "If your majesty wants to kill this saint, all the saints present are willing to do it for you, so why do you need to do it yourself, which is an insult to your status as the supreme king of the demon world."
The Dragon Saint of the East China Sea glanced at all the demon saints and said slowly: "If we want to have a holy battle with Du Ning, which half-saint is willing to go?"
"I wish to go and kill Du Ning and share the worries of His Majesty the Dragon Saint."
"I want to go too!"
"And me!"
Many demon saints came forward and were full of confidence in themselves.
Donghai Dragon Saint shook his head and said, "I'm afraid none of you are Du Ning's opponent."
"What!" All the demon saints looked shocked.
"Impossible! This saint has been canonized for a hundred years, and the holy body is extremely powerful. How could he not be Du Ning's opponent?"
"Who is this Du Ning? He is just a new saint of the human race. What qualifications does he have to compare with us?"
"I just don't believe that his strength alone is superior to that of all the saints like us."
All the demon saints were blushing, very unconvinced, and could not accept the evaluation of the Dragon Saint of the East China Sea.
The Dragon Saint of the East China Sea said with great emphasis: "The Rakshasa tribe and the Lingwu tribe thought the same way, so they lost three half-saints."
The entire hall suddenly fell silent.
"Those three half-saints are not weak, but Du Ning is too powerful. If we use normal logic to look at him, then we will follow in the footsteps of those three semi-saints. We can't turn a blind eye to the lessons learned from the past." Donghai Long.
Saint said.
The demon saints were dissatisfied, but they did not dare to refute the Dragon Saint of the East China Sea.
"Then what should we, the demon world, do? If one day Du Ning is granted the title of Sub-Sage, he will definitely come to the demon clan. How will we, the demon clan, respond then?" Jiao Sheng asked.
"Hide your capabilities and bide your time, waiting for the right time."
The Dragon Saint of the East China Sea said boldly: "Or... wait until I can be crowned a sub-sage..."
Before the words were finished, a "boom" was heard, exploding next to the ears of every semi-saint.
A divine power penetrates the heaven and the earth, as if it can suppress everything in the world.
Many demon saints suddenly changed their colors.
"What a powerful aura of sainthood. Could it be that guy Du Ning who made him a sub-saint?"
"Impossible! It has only been a few days since he was promoted to Semi-Saint. Even if he were King Wen of Zhou, he would not have been able to become a Sub-Saint in such a short period of time!"
"This aura doesn't look like a human race..."
"Could it be..."
All the demon saints looked at each other with ugly expressions.
The Dragon Saint of the East China Sea looked in a certain direction and sighed softly, "Time waits not for us. A great world is about to come. After all, I am one step too late..."
At this moment, in the east of the Sacred Forest Continent, a huge mountain rose up on a deserted and barren ground.
This huge mountain is thousands of feet high and reaches into the sky.
It covers an extremely large area, wider than any other country in the human race.
There are various ancient towns built in the mountains, which are as big as a large country.
A huge phantom appeared on the mountain. This phantom was wearing armor and exuding an extremely powerful aura of holy power, far exceeding that of any semi-saint.
The sub-sage has arrived!
"My name is Emperor Jiang, and I have become a sub-sage today!"
"The Imperial Clan is born!"
The huge shadow slowly spoke, spreading throughout the entire Holy Forest Continent.
At the same time, a huge Yasheng aura surged.
The entire Holy Forest Continent trembled slightly. Whether it was the territory of the human race, the demon race, or the Rakshasa clan, all were affected by this sub-holy aura. Natural disasters such as tsunamis, landslides, and earthquakes occurred, causing countless casualties.
Even if the semi-saints intervene to stop it, it will be difficult to resist the power of the sub-saints from the imperial clan. They can only minimize casualties as much as possible.
This is the Imperial Clan’s demonstration to the entire Holy Forest Continent!
"The Imperial Clan is born! Long live the Imperial Clan!"
Countless Imperial people wearing armor appeared in the mountains, each of them was three feet tall. For the human race, such a height ratio was like a giant.
"From today on, the Imperial Clan is the first royal family in the Holy Forest Continent. Regardless of the human race, the demon race, the Rakshasa race, or all ethnic groups, they all respect our Imperial Clan. Anyone who does not respect the order of this Saint will be killed without mercy!
"Di Jiang's voice spread throughout the Holy Forest Continent.
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Human race.
Du Ning entered the holy temple with holy thoughts and transformed into a clone to hold a holy discussion with the saints of the human race.
"Students pay homage to their mentor and congratulate him on his canonization."
Semi-sage Peng Xinghe bowed deeply to Du Ning and bowed as a disciple.
When Du Ning was giving lectures and preaching in Lanzhou, Peng Xinghe had some insights and publicly worshiped Du Ning as his teacher. Everyone knew about this.
When the last holy meeting was held, Peng Xinghe was in retreat to comprehend the Legalist Way of the Sub-Sage, so he did not participate.
Today, the Imperial Clan was born, and Peng Xinghe had to end his retreat early and participate in the Holy Council.
Enlightenment does not happen overnight!
"No gift."
Du Ning spoke softly. With his current identity and status, as well as his many contributions to the human race, he is already qualified to accept the identity of Teacher Peng Xinghe.
"Thank you, Master."
Peng Xinghe held his head high and his chest held high, with a respectful expression on his face.
"I heard that you have been attacking Yasheng recently, have you gained anything?" Du Ning asked.
"In reply to the teacher, although the student has gained some insights from your guidance, he feels that the realm of the Sub-Saint is very close at hand, but it is like a chasm that cannot be crossed overnight." Peng Xinghe said with a bitter smile.
"It means the time has not come yet. In that case, we might as well let nature take its course." Du Ning said with a smile.
"What the teacher said is absolutely true."
Peng Xinghe showed a look of relief and cupped his hands to Du Ning, "Without further ado, please take a seat, teacher."
"good."
Du Ning immediately took the first seat, and then the other saints took their seats one by one.
Du Ning's seat is the first among the semi-saints. If he doesn't sit down, no one among the saints would dare to do so.
Due to status!
Duke Yansheng sat on the Master's throne, glanced at all the saints, and said: "The Imperial Clan is born and wants to unify the Holy Forest Continent. What do the saints think about this?"
"Dare to ask Yan Shenggong..."
Du Ning coughed dryly and asked cautiously: "What is the Imperial Clan?"
The saints looked at Du Ning with strange eyes, and then they couldn't laugh or cry again.
Duke Yan Sheng was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "I almost forgot that Du Sheng has not been canonized for a long time, and he still doesn't know some special secrets about the Holy Forest Continent. It's no wonder."