Super Dragon Cultivation System

C390 Sacred Lord Anna's Sorrow



C390 Sacred Lord Anna's Sorrow

0chapter 390. Saint Anna's grief.    
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Among the five people beside Zhang Xing, three of them had Aura that was not weaker than the two elders, but it was obvious that the other party had not reached the Venerable realm.    

    

This had shocked them. A person who came from a second-grade country actually had such powerful strength. They really did not dare to imagine it.    

    

Let alone a second-rate country. Even a third-rate country did not have the financial and material resources to nurture a Supreme Realm expert.    

    

When Advanced Demon Emperor and Advanced Battle-Emperor were together, it could be said that they had already reached the limits of a human cultivation level.    

    

If they wanted to break through to the next realm, what was needed was not only countless heavenly and earthly treasures, but also a person's comprehension of magic and martial arts.    

    

If one did not comprehend it in a day, it would consume a day's worth of wealth, and if one did not comprehend it in a year, it would consume a year's worth of wealth.    

    

Some High Level Sovereigns had cultivated for more than a hundred years, and even until the last moment of their lives, they were still unable to comprehend the higher realms.    

    

Therefore, for the past tens of millions of years, none of those three to four grades and below Empire could produce a single Venerable Realm magician or warrior.    

    

Of course, those Family that relied on the support of rank 5 and above empires could not be counted.    

    

Then, this Zhang Xing's background was somewhat mysterious. Could he really be the descendant of Saint Anna?    

    

However, there was no record of this great woman getting married and having children in history.    

    

She was the saintess chosen by the Temple since she was young. She was nurtured by the Temple as soon as she was born, until she became the youngest female palace master in history.    

    

After more than an hour, Zhang Xing woke up from his meditation.    

    

"Honorable Zhang Xing, you have worked hard. I represent the Temple and the humans of the entire continent to thank you for your efforts."    

    

The two elders looked solemn as they bowed to Zhang Xing.    

    

The disciples behind them also did the same thing.    

    

"No need to thank me. The ones who should be thanking me the most are Senior Anna and the three hundred and sixty-five Predecessor here, as well as those who died in battle for the humans."    

    

Zhang Xing turned around and said. Respectfully bow to the formation.    

    

After the ceremony, the two elders led the eight disciples to the front of the grand formation and kneeled down.    

    

"The junior disciples of the Temple of Light pay their respects to Lord Saint Anna. The lord s adult, please show yourself!"    

    

The ten of them prostrated on the ground and waited devoutly.    

    

After about five minutes, the light on the formation lit up.    

    

"All of you, get up. Are you finally willing to come and see me?"    

    

Anna's figure faintly appeared in the air. She didn't know that something unexpected had happened in the temple, and she felt somewhat blaming.    

    

"Please forgive us, The lord s adult. There is a reason for this. If it wasn't for Honorable Zhang Xing, we wouldn't have known about the situation here."    

    

Then, an elder got up from the ground and told The lord s adult about the disappearance of the two previous palace masters every two hundred years.    

    

When Anna heard that Saint had not appeared in the Temple for eight hundred years, she became silent.    

    

After a long time, a melodious sigh filled the entire space.    

    

"Sigh..."    

    

"I didn't expect that the battle eight hundred years ago would cause my Temple to be completely unable to recover."    

    

"Without a Saint, what is the point of being called a Saint?"    

    

"A glorious era has ended. I thought that after eight hundred years of recuperation, the continent would be able to regain its former glory.    

    

" But I did not expect that the decline would not be limited to the Temple. The entire human race would be weakened to such an extent! "    

    

"There are trillions of people in Holy Dragon Continent, and only five Saint are left. What a pity!"    

    

"I only have a trace of divine sense left to live. I can't help you anymore. Whether it's a blessing or a curse, whether it's strong or weak, it all depends on you!"    

    

"I still have to thank you here. Zhang Xing, it won't be a problem for you to persist for a few decades after the formation is repaired."    

    

"But I will have to trouble you in the future. You can ask the people of the Temple to collect the materials. They can come and look at it once every ten years."    

    

"Also... forget about it. Only Zhang Xing can come in. You guys can send someone to guard outside. If there is a situation, just report it in time."    

    


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