Become a sanctifier!

After consuming the Mixed Origin Great Luo Fruit, Jiang Lanzhi's cultivation instantly soared, reaching the realm of Primordial Great Luo.

In an instant, heaven and earth resonated, and the sound of the Dao echoed, celebrating her achievement.

Jiang Lanzhi, dressed in a plain white long dress, had her delicate black hair swaying without wind, and a hint of seriousness showed on her cold, pure, and beautiful face.

She hadn't expected the Mixed Origin Great Luo Fruit to be so effective, instantly elevating her to the Primordial realm, so fast that even the Heavenly Tribulation couldn't react in time.

Jiang Lanzhi looked at Xiao Fan with pleasant surprise, and Xiao Fan smiled, signaling her to overcome this tribulation first; she obediently focused all her attention on Undergoing Tribulation.

Above the starry sky, billions of miles of galaxies shimmered.

Boundless nebulae converged, adding a touch of mystery and majesty to the dark and cold starry sky.

Rumble.

Thunder roared, and countless rootless bolts of lightning fell; successfully Undergoing Tribulation meant becoming Primordial.

As Jiang Lanzhi consumed the Mixed Origin Great Luo Fruit and her cultivation advanced, Xiao Fan's cultivation also grew synchronously.

Saint Realm!

A trace of sacred Dao rhythm burst forth from his body, vast and ethereal, coming from the silent desolation of ancient primordial times and moving towards the endless clamor of the future.

This Dao rhythm drifted towards the distant starry sky.

It was like an extraterrestrial meteorite falling into a calm sea, stirring up monstrous waves.

The Dao rhythm spread farther and farther, traveling countless billions of miles, reaching a towering immortal mountain.

The immortal mountain was covered with stone tablets, exactly forty-nine of them.

Each stone tablet bore a name and an honored title.

The characters on the stone tablets were profoundly mysterious, glowing with brilliant light.

Observing them could make one's heart as clear as a mirror, allowing comprehension of the Saintly Way.

If one observed them without reverence, even a Primordial Great Luo could be harmed by their profundity.

If Xiao Fan were to see this mountain, he would certainly recognize four of these forty-nine stone tablets.

[Divine Might Heavenly Killing Sword Ancestor: Xiao Yang]

[Soaring Heavens Star River Dominator: Ling Yueqian]

[Heavenly Sound Ethereal Saint Master: Qing Yu]

[Eternal Saint King: Tian Ming]

However, when the Saint rhythm emanating from Xiao Fan collided with the immortal mountain, not a single stone tablet could withstand his Divine Might.

Not only that, the Saint rhythm colliding with the immortal mountain actually made the entire immortal mountain tremble violently, as if it were collapsing.

The next moment, the immortal mountain stopped collapsing, but auspicious clouds and colorful light appeared above it.

Nine Dragons coiled and danced, a hundred Phoenixes prostrated in worship, and the Auspicious Beast Qilin exhaled.

Under the suppression of this phenomenon, the forty-nine Saint stone tablets actually paled in comparison, with none able to contend with it.

Below the immortal mountain, the Cultivators who were sitting at the foot of the mountain, devoutly kneeling and comprehending, were all greatly frightened.

They thought someone had angered a Saint, causing the Saint's displeasure.

"What's going on!"

"Why is Myriad Saints Immortal Mountain trembling!? It's not yet time for a Saint to emerge."

"Myriad Saints Immortal Mountain has never been like this before; even when Saints emerged in the past, at most a stone tablet would appear on it. No one has ever been able to make it tremble."

"Could it be that a Saint has emerged?"

"No, when a Saint emerges, their true Saint name and title will be revealed on the stone tablet. There are no new Saint names here, so it shouldn't be a Saint's ascension."

Below Myriad Saints Immortal Mountain, countless Cultivators looked at the scene before them in shock.

How could anyone's phenomenon make Saints, who oversee heaven and earth, pale in comparison? This was too insane!

"I'm not mistaken, am I? This kind of phenomenon."

"I think I'm not hallucinating."

"A phenomenon that suppresses the Saint Realm—this means a change in the heavens."

On this day, countless Cultivators were shocked.

Not only Myriad Saints Immortal Mountain, but this vast and powerful Saint rhythm fluctuation spread throughout all realms and heavens.

Countless Primordial beings were bewildered, thinking they had missed the opportunity to become a Saint.

"What's going on? This fluctuation, it's the aura of a Saint."

"The great tribulation's curtain is slowly rising, and the Secret Realm for becoming a Saint hasn't opened yet. Where did this Saint come from?"

"Did he prove the Dao through power? But there's no aura of a Saint Realm Heavenly Tribulation in that area."

The Primordial magnates couldn't understand; this was beyond their comprehension.

Saint Realm beings also silently deduced, but found nothing, unable to know its source.

The Saint Realm fluctuations continued to spread.

...

In a lush bamboo forest, a slender, exquisitely beautiful woman in green was watering a flower field.

Her bare, smooth jade feet stepped on the verdant grass, nimble and small.

Behind her, a tender little girl with a blue flower and red jade on her head held a watering can for her to use.

Suddenly, she felt something, and a hint of joy appeared on her calm, indifferent face.

"This familiar feeling, Xiao Fan, have you returned?"

...

Above the Saint Hall Star River, a grand battle continued.

An incomparably beautiful, majestic, and starlight-resplendent divine heavenly woman, using the celestial Star River as her weapon, wielded the object in her hand with cold indifference.

With just a slight furrow of her beautiful brows, and the twinkling of star pupils in her eyes, she could turn billions of miles of Void Realm into nothingness, leaving deathly silence in her wake.

Beside her was a cold and handsome man holding a three-foot-long green sword.

He was dressed in white, his robes fluttering without wind, and fierce Sword Qi coiled around his body.

With a swing of his sword, billions of Sword Qi burst forth from their sheaths, combining with billions of miles of starlight to form the Star Light Myriad Swords killing move.

Their opponent was a black-robed youth with an illusory face and shimmering Holy Light.

The three fought, turning the sky dark and the sun and moon dim.

Not far from the three, there was also a battlefield.

A dark purple-gold Divine Dragon, majestic and radiating Dragon Qi, led several Saint Realm great demons, also fighting against powerful enemies.

The black-robed youth's strength was considerable; he was actually able to easily withstand the combined attacks of the two great Saint Realm powerhouses.

Although he couldn't defeat his two formidable opponents, he also wouldn't be defeated.

The black-robed youth said casually, "Sword Ancestor, Star Lord, you can't defeat me. Why bother with such a big fight? Isn't it better to sit down and talk?"

The Star Lord cursed, "Talk to your mother! You killed my son, I'll cut you down, you bastard!"

The Sword Ancestor comforted her from the side, "Madam, don't be angry."

The black-robed youth laughed, "Your son was exceptionally talented, shocking the world, but the rigid are easily broken. One can only say it was his fate."

The Sword Ancestor reprimanded, "Nonsense! What kind of fate my son has, is it for you to say?"

"You dead eunuch have no son, of course you speak without feeling the pain."

"You should be grateful you're a dead eunuch, otherwise I'd cut down your son."

The black-robed youth's face stiffened.

But soon, his expression relaxed again.

The black-robed youth then said, "All beings in heaven and earth are my darlings. My love is not limited by blood ties, just as I spread throughout the heavens, carefully cultivating those with Luck, treating everyone equally."

Sword Ancestor: "Is that why you're a eunuch?"

The black-robed youth paused, took a deep breath, and continued, "Your kind of kinship, bound by blood, is too narrow."

"Why not spread the Dao throughout the heavens, to be revered by countless people..."

He still wanted to say something.

But the Sword Ancestor sneered, interrupting his words, and said:

"Is that why you're a eunuch?!"

"..."

The black-robed youth was beyond endurance. Your grandmother!

Why are your insults so nasty!

The Sword Ancestor said to the Star Lord, "Madam, don't mind him. Go destroy his Saint Hall, kill all of them, leaving no one behind."

"I'll hold him back."

The Sword Ancestor laughed, "Aren't all beings your darlings? Today, I'll destroy your orthodoxy right in front of you! Let's see what you, this dead eunuch, will do."

"You!" The black-robed youth became anxious.

Indeed, neither side could do anything to the other.

But if he was held back by the Sword Ancestor, the Saint Hall would be in peril, and the Star Lord's strength was not weak.

No matter how strong the Saint Hall's defensive array was, under her attacks, its collapse was only a matter of time.

The black-robed youth was somewhat agitated; the Saint Hall contained his most important things, which concerned whether he could advance further and become an Emperor Lord among Saints.

It could not be lost.

Immediately, he took the initiative to attack, throwing out three profound yellow mother-child banners, which landed in three directions, setting up a profound yellow heaven and earth array.

He pulled the Star Lord and the Sword Ancestor into it, preventing them from destroying his arrangements of tens of thousands of epochs.

Just then, a faint, mysterious fluctuation passed through, which the two of them captured.

They couldn't know who it was, but that bloodline-based Thrilling was impossible to hide.

The two exchanged glances, unable to conceal their excitement.

"Hahahahaha!" The Sword Ancestor laughed up to the sky. Becoming a Saint in just a few decades, truly worthy of being my son.

He's just a bit of a lecher, don't know who he learned it from.

The Star Lord also showed joy in her eyes, a rare smile appearing on her ice-cold, beautiful face.

"Is holding us back enough?"

"I was going to leave, but it seems I don't need to. The Saint Hall will be handled by someone else."

The black-robed youth couldn't help but wonder what had happened.

Why did these two suddenly relax?

No matter, as long as the things in the Saint Hall were safe.

As long as these two didn't leave his sight, everything was under control.

...

...

Xiao Fan stood quietly above the firmament, his figure integrated with heaven and earth, incredibly natural.

The moment he became a Saint, clear memories surged into his mind like a tide.

His eyes were somewhat blank, but gradually, his hazy eyes became clear.

Through his eyes, memories began to emerge, scene by scene like a scroll, clearly visible.