Yuan Zun: Starting with the Eight Ancestral Symbols

Every time the galaxy contracts, an indescribable force surges. Even a Saint Prodigy with a foundation of 4 billion cannot hold on for long in this star map and will eventually be wiped out.

Jatu is indeed worthy of being the strongest in the Tianyang Realm of the Saint Clan. No wonder the Saint Clan wants to start the battle for the destiny of the heavens in advance.

It is estimated that the other levels will have powerful geniuses from the Saint Clan participating in the battle, and the Tianyang Realm level is probably the one that the Saint Clan is most assured of.

With the Shengyan Great Array and Jatu around, they probably can’t figure out how to lose.
"Mu Chen...it's time to end!"

Jatu's indifferent voice sounded, and with the means evolved from the Five-Star Holy Eye, Muchen no longer had a chance of turning the tables.

"Oh?"

"is it?"

Muchen's indifferent voice sounded, and the power flowing in the star map did not cause any injuries when it approached him.

hum.

As soon as the words fell, Muchen's skin became crystal clear, like colored glass. Circles of colored glass halos that seemed real appeared around his body, giving Muchen a sense of sacredness.

A powerful force surged from his body, and the star map filled with destructive power began to shake at this moment.

This is a powerful physical force, and the destruction of the star map was offset by this force.

"The body of holy glass!?" Gatu gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead.

How could he not recognize this level of physical body? Even he didn't have it. After all, the cultivation of the physical body is much more difficult than the improvement of realm, and it is impossible to cover all aspects.

"Hah... I'm so envious."

Bai Xiaolu looked at Muchen's crystal body, and she admitted that she was indeed coveting Muchen's "body".

"Kakaka..."

Mu Chen moved his arms, and cracks suddenly appeared in the star map space. This was because the star map could not withstand the powerful force of Saint Liuli's body.

Below the Source Infant Realm, there is indeed no means to break the magical powers evolved from Jatu's Five-Star Holy Pupil, but the body of the Holy Glaze is enough to fight against the Source Infant Realm.

"Crack!"

Muchen exerted force suddenly, and in an instant, the star map exploded and Muchen reappeared in reality.

Jatu's expression darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The 5.2 billion source energy foundation is okay and under control, but this Saint Colored Glaze body is really too amazing.

Even though he is the strongest Saint Tianjiao in the Tianyang Realm of Shengzutian, it is impossible for him to defeat a strong man in the Yuanying Realm, even if he is an ordinary one.

"The Art of the Holy Eye, the Galaxy Divine Armor!"

The holy pupil between Jatu's eyebrows cracked into cracks, and blood flowed out of them. Facing the body of Holy Glaze, he did not dare to be negligent and directly mobilized all his strength.

The void shattered, and galaxies appeared, forming a suit of armor emitting starlight on Gatu's body. This was also Gatu's life-saving trump card.

"Armor... I have one too..."

“Gintama…”

Muchen took out a silver ball, and in an instant, the silver ball turned into liquid and flowed down, forming a silver armor on Muchen's body. Countless source patterns flashed on it, and the lines were sharp, and every part exuded a murderous aura. After wearing the silver soul, Muchen's aura increased again, and an invisible sense of oppression emanated.

Muchen himself felt that he was incredibly strong now.

boom!
Muchen stepped on the ground, and the ground instantly cracked into cracks under the powerful force. Jiatu felt a flash before his eyes, and Muchen appeared in front of him.

"goodbye!"

Without any nonsense, he threw a punch with unparalleled physical strength, shattering the surrounding space. Mu Chen's simple punch made Jiatu feel the suffocating breath of death.

Click!

The hard Galaxy God Armor couldn't even last for a second and exploded directly.

Under the watchful eyes of the Saint Clan and the five celestial realms, Jatu, the strongest saint prodigy, turned into a blood mist, and even his soul turned into a point of light.

Bai Xiaolu and the others cheered. Now that Jatu, the strongest enemy, was dead, the Shengyan barrier would no longer be a problem. This time, the Tianyang Realm of the Five Heavenly Realms could be said to have won a great victory.

All the people of the Holy Clan were in a trance. How was it possible that Jatu was killed by a single punch?

Then, they all thought of something and suddenly panicked. After all, if the Shengyan barrier fell into the hands of Xia Wutian, they would definitely be in trouble.

Muchen came to the core, laid down the formation flags, and directly began to reverse the barrier. The backlash from the Shengyan barrier began.

Waves of terrifying forces descended from the sky and precisely struck the Saint Clan's men. No matter how they resisted, they exploded into blood mist in an instant, and not a single body was left.

People from the five major realms were cheering as they looked at the blood-red fireworks in front of them. All of the people from the Saint Clan in the Tianyang Realm would die.

Muchen took a few glances and walked towards the nine main veins of ancestral energy in the black hole. Next, it was time to enjoy the fruits of victory.

Entering the black hole, Muchen saw nine bound ancestral energy veins. Now as the controller of the Shengyan barrier, he could enter it intact.

Nine huge ancient dragon shadows were coiled there. The ancient, chaotic aura made the dragon energy in Muchen's body vibrate, and he felt a desire.

Muchen showed a thoughtful expression, which should be the breath of the Ancestral Dragon's flesh and blood.

If one wants to master the Qingtian Dragon Transformation Technique, one needs to transform into dragon bones. In the Tianxuan Continent, one needs to go to the ancient Dragon Transformation Pond in the dragon clan’s territory.

However, Muchen was certain that the flesh and blood of the Ancestral Dragon was undoubtedly more suitable. Even just a trace of the flesh and blood of the Ancestral Dragon could enable Muchen's practice of the Qingtian Hualong Jue to reach great success, or even reach perfection.

Muchen began to activate the power of the Shengyan barrier, the black hole began to vibrate, invisible forces gathered, and some mysterious substances were squeezed out from the nine ancestral meridians.

Along with the gathering of mysterious substances, something seemed to be born. Mu Chen looked at the void in front of him. There was an indescribable chaotic aura, but it was invisible to the naked eye.

This is the flesh and blood of the Ancestral Dragon. Even just a tiny trace of it can make his Holy Glazed Body tremble. This is the difference in life levels.

Muchen estimated that perhaps only a strong person in the realm of law could withstand this kind of pressure, and if he wanted to digest the flesh and blood of the Ancestral Dragon, perhaps only a saint could endure it.

Groan!
A dragon roar sounded, and a green dragon energy emerged from Muchen's body, swallowing up the trace of Ancestral Dragon's flesh and blood, and then returned to Muchen's body.

Click!

In an instant, a vast force exploded in the body, and blood marks began to appear on Mu Chen's crystal skin. The terrifying power contained in the Ancestral Dragon's flesh and blood made it impossible for even the body of Saint Liuli to resist.

Ancestor Cang Xuan did not speak, nor was he anxious. Although the flesh and blood of the Ancestral Dragon was terrifying, Muchen's body was not without any means of resistance. (End of this chapter)