"A group of saints?" Chi Lie sneered and asked, "How many saints did our Holy Soul Palace have when we fought with Great Sage Yu?"
"Back then, did you mean 160,000 years ago? It should have been eighty-nine." Old Dong recalled for a moment and said.
"Haha, that's right. When I succeeded to the throne, there were a total of eighty-nine Holy Saints. Now tell me, how many palace masters are there in the Holy Soul Palace?" Chi Lie turned around and looked at Old Dong.
Old Dong hesitated for a moment and took out a list from his arms: "There are more than 1,800 palace masters alone, all of them are holy saints, and other elders, in charge, etc., there are more than 600
One, and there are many scattered ones, all of which add up to almost three thousand Holy Saints!"
Three thousand Holy Saints, with 160,000 years of development, have almost gathered the strong men from all the world fragments in the entire void. They have developed into a behemoth, an unshakable behemoth!
"Three thousand?" Chi Lie smiled, very strangely. He turned his head, stared at Lao Dong, and asked coldly: "How many people do you think Yu Dasheng brought here?"
"A lot..." Old Dong opened his mouth, hesitated, and continued: "About, more than two hundred..."
"More than two hundred? Holy Saints? The truth is coming back to life more and more. Back then, there were more than 500 Holy Saints in Beizong alone, plus more than 400 Holy Saints in Yiyantang. They are evenly matched with our Holy Soul Palace. Now,
Come back with two hundred people, Great Sage, Great Sage, the Holy Soul Palace now... is no longer the Holy Soul Palace it was before."
Chi Lie shook his head and laughed, slowly stood up, led Lao Dong and the handsome middle-aged man to the entrance of the main hall, pointed at the continuous building complex of the Holy Soul Palace, and asked: "Is this place grand?"
"Hong Kong, Hong Kong." Old Dong said tremblingly.
The cold middle-aged man next to him also said: "This is the hard work of the Holy Lord for 160,000 years. To this day, the Holy Soul Palace can be said to be unrivaled in the world. Yu Dasheng came back with more than 200 people, which is simply asking for death.
Road, and...one of his arms is still suppressed on the altar behind the main hall. Without one arm, his strength is not as good as before. Now that the Holy Lord has reached the level of the Holy Peak, he is even more enlightened.
The Chaos Dao Seed is only one step away from the Chaos Dao. The Chaos Dao Seed alone can suppress Yu Dasheng!"
Listening to the stern middle-aged man's flattery, Chi Lie shook his head and laughed: "Ye, you are still the same. I have been tired of hearing these words over the years. To be honest, I really want to meet Yu Dasheng, this old friend. I hope
Won't let me down."
"Holy Lord...Holy Lord..." Just as the three of them were talking, an old man, like Old Dong, hurried up under the stairs of the hall.
"White Holy Emperor, what's wrong with you?" Chi Lie looked at the old man rushing up and frowned. This man is none other than one of the seven Holy Emperors of the Holy Soul Palace, White Holy Emperor.
It was the White Saint Emperor who attacked Yu Dasheng back then, cut off one of his arms, and suppressed him in the Holy Soul Palace.
The strength of the Seven Holy Emperors is second only to Chi Lie.
They have all entered the late stage of the Holy Saint, but they have not yet realized the seed of Chaos Dao, and have not even touched the edge of Chaos Dao.
"The dungeon in Second Qishan was broken..." Bai Shenghuang said in a loss of voice.
"Second Qishan? Who are the people imprisoned in the dungeon?" Mr. Dong took a step forward and asked.
"Almost all the people imprisoned are dead. Only Yu Qinglong is alive. Now Yu Qinglong's whereabouts are unknown and Qishan Dungeon was destroyed." When Bai Shenghuang said this, he showed a bitter smile.
Old Dong, on the other hand, took a deep breath. Yu Dasheng appeared, the Second Qishan dungeon was broken, and Yu Qinglong's whereabouts were unknown. Is this... Has Yu Dasheng started to take action?
"I didn't expect that this guy's methods are still so sharp." However, Chi Lie could not see that he was anxious, but glanced at the stern middle-aged man and said: "Ye, I hope that Yu Qinglong's head can be hung on the back tomorrow morning.
Under the altar."
"Yes! Holy Lord." Ye nodded heavily, clasped his fists and accepted the order, then glanced at Lao Dong and Bai Shenghuang, turned around and walked down the steps of the hall.
Holy Emperor Bai opened his mouth. He didn't know about the return of Yu Dasheng. He only felt that things were a little strange and asked: "Holy Lord, what happened? I always feel a little uneasy!"
Feeling restless?
Chi Lie glanced at Bai Shenghuang and sneered: "I think you are afraid of death, right? You attacked Great Sage Yu back then, and you were afraid that he would come back to find you."
"I, how is it possible? The Holy Master is joking. Besides, Yu Dasheng has lost an arm and his strength is greatly damaged. How can he have the courage to come back?" Bai Shenghuang laughed dryly.
Chi Lie patted Lao Dong on the shoulder and said, "Tell him." Then, after saying this, he turned and walked towards the palace.
Old Dong looked at Chi Lie's back and shook his head.
However, Bai Shenghuang asked in surprise: "Old Dong, what's going on? Looking at the look of the Holy Lord, something seems to have happened."
"Didn't something happen?" Old Dong raised his hand, put it down again, sighed, and said, "Sage Yu is back."
"How is it possible? Great Sage Yu...didn't he...disappear?"
The White Saint Emperor was dumbfounded. He disappeared for 160,000 years and is now back?
Mr. Dong belongs to Tianji Pavilion and controls all the information in the entire void. Of course, Bai Shenghuang will not question Mr. Dong's words, and what Mr. Dong says is one, and what he says is two.
When he said that Yu Dasheng was back, he really was back.
But how could this person come back suddenly?
If one arm is cut off, the Beizong will be destroyed.
Does he still have the ability to come back for revenge?
He looked at the altar at the back of the hall. The top of countless chains spreading up was an arm in mid-air.
This arm was pale and bloodless, and looked like the arm left behind by a person who had been dead for many years.
It was also the White Saint Emperor who cut off this arm with his own hands, ending all the glory of the owner of this arm!
Those legends, those myths, all fell in the hands of the White Holy Emperor...
It can be said that the destruction of Beizong and Yiyantang was all caused by Bai Shenghuang.
If you want to say who Yu Dasheng hates the most, Bai Shenghuang must be the first one.
The second one may be Tianhou 'Bai Yan' who betrayed Yu Dasheng back then. Bai Yan served in the Holy Soul Palace for a period of time after betraying Yu Dasheng, and then disappeared and never appeared again.
Now the easiest person to find Yu Dasheng is the White Saint Emperor.
"I advise you, it's better to go out less recently. The dungeon in Second Qishan collapsed, Yu Qinglong was rescued, and Yu Dasheng appeared. There must be a connection, so..." Dong Lao said this and sighed again.
He sighed and walked outside.
Only Bai Shenghuang was left standing there, somewhat at a loss.