The Saint Hou Tu did not hide anything, and this matter is not worth hiding.
Upon hearing this, Dizang fell into deep thought, then said, "I'm willing to join. At least this is an opportunity, a chance to surpass them! Without this opportunity, I will always be an ant below the saints!"
It is obvious that Dizang has regarded Jie Yin and Zhunti as his target, a target that must be defeated. He has become a demon, and Jie Yin and Zhunti are the last straw that breaks the camel's back.
"Don't you want to become a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian like Taiyi Jiuku Tianzun? If so, perhaps you still have a chance to cultivate to surpass Jieyin and Zhunti."
At this time, the sage Hou Tu also wanted to know whether Dizang wanted to practice Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.
Dizang shook his head and said, "I have already been possessed by the devil. I have no chance. Even the Demon Ancestor Luohou has not achieved sainthood. How can I possibly cultivate to become a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian?"
The mechanical Hou Tu Sage nodded in satisfaction and said, "You haven't been distracted by other things, which is good. Then, the two of you should prepare to accept the sainthood from humanity."
The sage Hou Tu directly transferred a force belonging to the underworld into the bodies of Ksitigarbha and the ancestor of the Minghe River.
They were originally in the late stage of Quasi-Saint and the great perfection of Quasi-Saint. Now that they had obtained the power of "authority", their momentum rose wildly.
"boom!"
The aura of the Styx Patriarch directly surpassed that of a quasi-saint.
The first level of saint!
His aura reached the astonishing first level of Saint in the blink of an eye. Not only that, he felt that some of this power still remained in his body.
"boom!"
Another promotion, the second level of Saint!
Only after he reached the second level of Sainthood did the power in his body begin to cease.
The most important thing is his current state. As long as this world does not perish, he will not perish. Even if the world restarts, he can come again.
Unless the entire world is wiped out from the root, he will be indestructible.
This is the horror of saints.
The moment the ancestor of the Styx became a saint, a huge pressure from the saint once again swept across the three realms.
All the immortals and Buddhas were just excited about Taiyi Jiuku Tianzun's plan to hold the Hunyuan Conference, but now they once again felt the horror of the saint's pressure.
"Saint? Another saint?"
"How could this happen? Could it be another Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian?"
"This aura seems to come from the underworld. Could it be that a saint has appeared in the underworld?"
All the immortals and Buddhas in the sky were in disbelief. This saint came too often.
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