Dragon Prince Yuan

The Cangxuan Alliance's attack advanced at an even swifter pace for the next period of time, encroaching step by step on the territory that originally belonged to the Sacred Palace, and finally after half a month, the army stopped three hundred miles away from the headquarters of the Sacred Palace with an overwhelming force.

A layer of encirclement wrapped the entire Sacred Palace tightly, and a Source Pattern boundary rose up, the radiance of the Source Qi shining in all directions, covering up this part of the world to the utmost, such a harsh image that not even a fly could really fly out.

On top of a ten thousand peaks.

Zhou Yuan, the four Head Professors, XI Jing and many other Cangxuan Alliance top leaders were all standing here, their eyes overlooking the distance, they could only see the snow-covered mountains there, and between the snow-covered mountains was a complex of buildings, majestic and magnificent.

That was where the headquarters of the Sacred Palace was.

On one of the towers of that holy palace, strong men were visible guarding it, vigilant eyes watching the four-sided encirclement.

Zhou Yuan and the others could clearly sense that within the Sacred Palace's headquarters, which was also protected by a protective boundary, there were countless strong source energy fluctuations lurking within.

All the power of the Sacred Palace was gathered here.

Everyone understood that this region now contained almost over ninety percent of Cang Xuantian's strongest people, and perhaps the countless creatures throughout Cang Xuantian were now focused on this.

The end result here would determine the future fate of the Cang Xuantian.

"What's next? To launch an attack?"

On the summit of the mountain, the face of the Qing Yang palace master was heavy, and at this moment, even someone like him who was used to great storms and waves was a little nervous.

After all, once war ensued, the heavens and earth would surely lose their color.

"That Saint Yuan doesn't know what the hell is going on, just sitting and waiting for us to form a siege?" The Ancient Whale Reverend said in a deep voice, during this period of time when the Cangxuan Alliance was advancing step by step, the Sacred Palace still did not resist on a large scale, and even now sitting back and watching them build a Source Pattern Boundary, this abnormal action was instead a bit disturbing.

No one would really be foolish enough to think that the Sacred Palace was not strong enough to fight back, after all, until now, that Sacred Yuan Mo had never even shown his face if he was to make a move.

"For some reason, there's always an uncomfortable feeling here." At the side, Wu Yao suddenly spoke out.

Su Youwei, Zhao Muzhen, and XI Jing all nodded their heads, they also had the same feeling, but their perception spread without noticing anything strange.

Zhou Yuan gazed at the Sacred Palace located between the snowy mountains, and slightly intoned, the barrier-breaking sacred patterns flowing out from his pupils.

The vision in front of his eyes changed abruptly, and Zhou Yuan's pupils also shrank abruptly, because this time he saw that in that holy palace, there seemed to be a strand of blood-red airflow rising and disappearing into the void space.

Even he felt a slight chill from that blood-red airflow.

"Huh?"

And when Zhou Yuan noticed the strange blood-red air currents rising from that holy palace, there was a surprised soft whisper that suddenly came out from the depths of that holy palace.

"You, the first person under a Saint, it seems that you are not a name in vain..."

A light laughter resounded from the heavens and earth, and only a white haired silhouette appeared out of nowhere as the void above the holy palace rippled.

And with the appearance of this silhouette, the surrounding Cangxuan Alliance army erupted in commotion, a projected gaze filled with fear.

Even figures such as the Qingyang Headmaster and the others, their faces changed slightly, and their gaze at that silhouette became incomparably scrupulous.

It was because that figure was the Saint Yuan Palace Master!

The fact that the Saint Yuan Palace Master merely showed up and didn't make any other moves was what caused the many top powerhouses of the Cangxuan Alliance to change color, their eyes filled with scruples and fear.

After all, no matter what, no one present dared to deny the Saint Yuan Palace Master's strength, he was now a worthy number one in the Cang Xuan Heavens.

And in the face of those countless fearful gazes, the Sovereign Yuan Palace Master did not pay any attention to it at all, his gaze just rested on Zhou Yuan's body with a playful look.

Zhou Yuan's gaze was similarly cold as he gazed at the Saint Yuan Palace Master.

As their gazes met, there seemed to be an indescribable sense of oppression spreading from this side of the world, and under this invisible oppression, even the strongest of the Dharma Domains on both sides turned slightly pale.

"Saint Yuan, what exactly are you trying to do?" The Qing Yang palace master spoke in a low voice at this point.

The Sacred Yuan Palace Master glanced at the Qing Yang palmist and said, "Qing Yang, you are indeed quite a difference compared to your master Cang Xuan, originally, this seat thought that the one who would eventually become my opponent would be you."

"As a result, now, you, the head of the four sects, have instead been surpassed by a brat from back then, and now you are even at his command..."

The Heavenly Swordsman's eyelids lifted, his voice pale, "Saint Yuan, there's no need to say such silly words, although we are pedantic, we still understand the truth of the capable."

"Are you afraid of sowing discord here?" The Hundred Flowers Immortal Palace's single Qingzi Palace Master sneered.

Saint Yuan waned and smiled, "Could it be that this so-called "invincibility" of yours has really made you forget all this time?"

The corners of his mouth were smiling, but his eyes were indifferent, and there was even a hint of sarcasm in them, "The fact that you were able to advance here is not because you are so powerful, it is just that this seat wanted you to reach here."

Sheng Yuan's gaze turned to where Zhou Yuan was and said indifferently, "By the way, I have to thank you for bringing so many blood sacrifices here, but it saved me a lot of effort."

His words came out, causing some commotion in the Cangxuan Alliance's army, with many of them appearing uneasy.

Even more than just them, even Qing Yang and his four headmasters were slightly saddened.

The Sacred Origin Palace Master stood in the void, his gaze looking somewhere deep within the Sacred Palace as he smiled, "It's almost time to prepare... Qing Yang, do you guys think that I'm just recovering from my injuries after being trapped in the Sacred Palace for so many years?"

"No, that injury has long since healed, years of seclusion, just for today."

"This feast, this seat has been waiting for a long time."

His palms slowly lifted, and there was a seal formed at his fingertips.

Boom!

At this moment, a deep sound suddenly resounded from the depths of the Sacred Palace, and the next moment, everyone was horrified to see a blood-red torrent violently erupt from it, and in a flash, it was transformed into a ten-thousand zhang blood-red wave that swept over the four directions.

Wherever the blood-red torrent passed, everything was melted, even the source energy of heaven and earth!

The Sacred Palace in the mountains bore the brunt of this, directly disappearing in an instant, while the blood-red flood was like a demon, expanding in a circle.

It was eating away at any living creatures and objects it passed.

Some people in the Cangxuan Alliance army were horrified and whirled out majestic attacks in an attempt to shatter the viscous sea of blood.

But these attacks landed without causing the slightest ripple, instead, the source energy contained within it seemed to be engulfed by the sea of blood as well, and then became the nourishment for its expansion and expansion.

In a short span of only ten or so breaths of time, that sea of blood was covering a radius of hundreds of miles!

It's fishy!

The Qing Yang palmist and the others also had their pupils shrink at this point, because in their perception, they could clearly feel that the sea of blood in front of them was like some sort of living thing, filled with indescribable weirdness and frighteningness.

That kind of weirdness, just perception swept over them, caused them to sweat coldly without knowing it.

The Saint Yuan Palace Master gazed fervently at the sea of sticky blood that was beginning to swell, his white hair fluttering, the smile on his face now becoming somewhat distorted.

"Gentlemen, allow me to introduce to you..."

"The object in front of you is called the Morrow Sacred Blood Pool, it will continuously melt away any existence it encounters, whether it is the source energy of the heavens and the earth or the mountains and the seas, it will devour it and turn it into the most original power..."

"Eventually it will feed this power back to me, and I... . will be able to use it to truly climb the path of the Saints..."

"But you can rest assured that it won't devour endlessly... according to this seat's estimation, it will reach its limit as long as it swallows a tenth of the Cangxuantian's territory..."

The Sacred Origin Palace Master looked at the Qing Yang paladin and the others whose eyes were cracking and smiled slightly.

"One-tenth of the region, in exchange for the birth of a Saint, this matter should be considered a good deal, right?"