The last sentence of the Holy Venerable, like a thunderbolt, directly slashed at Mu Yi's sea of knowledge, making him instinctively frightened, and looked at the Holy Venerable with disbelief, as if he wanted to confirm from his expression.

But in the end, Mu Yi understood that everything that the Holy Venerable said was true, that is to say, the mastermind behind the great tribulation of the end of the yang world was actually immortal blood, a drop of immortal blood.

Mu Yi had thought about many possibilities before, and even felt that everything was a natural change made by the Heavenly Dao cycle, but he didn't expect that behind this, there was such a terrifying secret, and it could even be said to be a conspiracy, I don't know why, a wave of anger suddenly rose in his heart.

"You guessed right, although there is no evidence to show it, but this is indeed the case, but the means of the immortal blood have exceeded our imagination, even the emperor can't find a trace, but the strong people of the human race fought back and still gave it a certain amount of heavy damage, so there was later stability, but now, the immortal blood has recovered, so the horror of the Yang Tribulation will also exceed your imagination, it is not just a problem in the cultivation world, but the danger of the entire human race."

The Saint Venerable's expression also became solemn, "My human race was not without saints before, but because the origin of the immortal blood is a mystery, it also makes many people believe that in this heaven and earth, in addition to the two worlds of yin and yang, there are other big worlds, but they are extremely far away from us, but there are still a group of people who choose to find the so-called big world, that is, the saints of our human race, and they also embarked on this road, in order to find a chance for the human race to live and find a way to restrain the immortal blood."

It's a pity that there is no news of the Terran saint after he leaves, and he may have been lost in the chaos and darkness, and he may not be able to find his way home.

The only thing that is certain is that once the immortal blood is allowed to succeed, not only will the yang world suffer a catastrophe, but it will also be the underworld, and I am afraid that it will not be able to escape this difficulty. ”

"Is that the truth?" Mu Yi said in a daze, and then seemed to remember something, and asked, "Isn't it possible that even the Netherworld Emperor and Houtu Niangniang can't resist it?" ”

At this time, in addition to these two, Mu Yi also appeared in his heart, the first is the golden figure that left the Nine Turns Golden Body Decisive Inheritance, he can already be sure that the figure has also reached the level of the Great Emperor, but the other party does not know where to go, and whether it has fallen in the Immortal Tomb, after all, according to what the Holy Venerable said, in the great war back then, there was a Great Emperor-level existence that fell.

There is also the demon clan, the Qingqiu Secret Realm, the legendary Emperor Wa, who is also at the level of the Great Emperor.

In addition, the Styx Ancestor is also a legendary emperor-level powerhouse, and even the evil Buddha he obtained in the yang world is also an emperor-level powerhouse.

However, thinking of the disappeared Styx Ancestor and the evil Buddha with only one statue left, a terrifying thought rose in Mu Yi's heart, maybe the culprit of all this was the immortal blood, and there were more secrets he didn't know.

"Those two are one with the underworld to a certain extent, only in the underworld can they remain the strongest, once they are out of the underworld, they are only stronger than the average emperor, but the immortal blood is weird, no one dares to guarantee that they can resist it, all we can do is to continuously improve our strength to deal with the future catastrophe." The Lord said.

"The Great Tribulation, is it another Great Tribulation?" Mu Yi couldn't help but sigh, maybe the future underworld will also not escape this fate.

"Then are there any chess pieces in my human race that are laid with fairy blood?" Mu Yi thought of the things that the ancestor of the Jiang family secretly investigated.

"Yes, not only my human race, but also the demon and ghost races, but don't worry, these 'people' are nothing, they just broke out, and I have enough confidence to suppress them, and among the human race, there also need to be some different voices, after all, the human race has been stable for too long, even if there is an external threat, it can't hurt the root." The Lord said.

Hearing the words of the Holy Venerable, Mu Yi was also a little relieved, after all, it was the Holy Venerable, and at this level, there were few things in the world that could be hidden from them, and the big things in his eyes were just small things in the eyes of the Holy Venerable.

Sure enough, the status and strength are different, and the vision is different.

"And what does my trial mean? As for handing over the Terrans to me, and asking the Holy Venerable to take them back, I am afraid that it will be difficult for me to bear this heavy responsibility. Mu Yi asked, and at the same time clearly rejected the position of the Holy Lord, although this position was very tempting, but he was still a little self-aware, when he was in the Yang Realm, he didn't even pay much attention to the affairs of the Vermilion Bird Hall, and almost all of them were handed over to his subordinates.

What's more, it is the Terran Temple, compared to the Vermilion Bird Hall, the Terran Temple is not only a thousand times more troublesome, and for this kind of right, he is not uncommon, rather than wasting his energy there, it is better to cultivate well, after all, in the face of the upcoming catastrophe, only strength is the most important.

"If my human race doesn't want to be cannon fodder, it must have a saint, which is also a prerequisite, for this, no matter how much it costs, it is worth it." A flash of determination flashed in the Venerable's eyes.

"No matter what the cost?" Mu Yi nodded with understanding, indeed, although it seems that the human race can resist the demon and ghost clans at the moment, but in fact, it is also the connivance of the high-level of the demon and ghost clans, and they don't really want to destroy the human race, which is more similar to a kind of captivity.

Once the real catastrophe breaks out, the demon and ghost clans will show their hideous faces, and they will inevitably treat the human race as cannon fodder, and without a saint, no emperor-level powerhouse, the human race will be powerless to resist at all, so it is no wonder that the saint will be so persistent, even at all costs.

If it were him, I believe he would do the same, because only in this way can the human race get respite and get life.

"Does the Lord think I can become a saint?" Mu Yi asked, and finally understood what the so-called test was.

"If it was before, you didn't have the slightest hope, at most you only walked to the half-saint, that would also be your end, but if you came out of there, it means that you have one in ten thousand hope to become a saint." The Holy Venerable looked at Mu Yi with burning eyes.

"Just one in 10,000?" Mu Yi was stunned, although he had long known that it would be difficult to become a saint, but when he heard the saint, he was still a little incredulous, this was the result of him coming out of there, otherwise it seemed impossible to become a saint in this life.

"Do you think 1 in 10,000 is low? What if I told you, even if it was only one in ten thousand, it would make countless half-saints, quasi-emperors envious and crazy? At least compared to us, you at least have hope. A flash of gloom flashed in the depths of the Venerable's eyes.

"Well, I want to know there, what the hell is it?" Mu Yi finally asked.

(Chapter 2 arrives!) ）