Ye Tian looked indifferent and explained it very directly, and told him the reason.

But even so, it is still difficult for a strong person to accept.

It's really unimaginable.

Any quasi-saint who breaks through the saint will try various ways.

After countless years of accumulation and training, I finally seized a trace of inspiration and opportunity and finally made a breakthrough.

However, when I came here and met someone, I couldn't be the opponent.

"Can this, Tao still go like this? It's really ridiculous!"

"I originally thought that I was invincible in the world. I am a saint. I am an existence that transcends everything, and even rarely transcends the ordinary universe. The ordinary universe can even be easily born and destroyed in my hands, and all living things will survive in a gentle way."

"But now, I realize that it's just something I can't do, and no one else can do it."

"I am a genius on this path. When I was in the beginning of my cultivation, geniuses were surpassed by me until I reached the end of a universe, and I thought I was the most genius."

"I only realized today that I am just one of the geniuses who have been surpassed!"

"You win, you are very strong! I will promise you to attract the next person who achieves saints in this Saint Hall and tear apart the membrane of the universe on the other side, I will extradite him."

"I want to see if everyone is the same as you!"

The strong man, anyone with a discerning eye, could see the unwilling expression above his expression, and a bit of respect for Ye Tian!

It's really terrible!

However, he was not discouraged. He had a way to prove himself and wait for the next existence to become a saint to appear. He wanted to see if everyone was as perverted as Ye Tian.

"After all, I've been here for a hundred years before you, and I haven't moved here in seclusion. This is the first time I've been in seclusion for such a long time!"

"When you left the seclusion, you were here. For me, the problem was not very big. You happened to touch my hand."

"If we came a hundred years ago, you and I might at most draw!"

Ye Tian smiled. Since he had given in his favor, he had no intention of ridicule. He smiled faintly and said casually.

In fact, even if a strong man arrived here a hundred years ago, he would most likely not be his opponent!

The clone saint of the other shore universe was also trapped in Ye Tian's hands.

Later, I met a middle-aged saint. Although he did not fight for a short period of time, he had a clear understanding of his strength.

He also gained a clearer understanding of his own strength.

Although the so-called saints are all indescribable existences, they also have different strengths and weaknesses.

And I am the strong little cuo person.

Of course, the premise is that no more breakthroughs have emerged.

If there are too many thresholds for surpassing the saint, Ye Tian’s strength is not enough to cope with it.

He looked at the strong man with a faint expression and was about to leave.

What I said just now was just a matter of making the strong man feel that his loss was not that ugly.

In fact, he did not tell lies. He has indeed improved a lot during this century of retreat.

"One hundred years?"

However, the strong man seemed to have heard something extremely surprised and asked again.

"Why are there any problems?"

Ye Tian turned around and asked with a frown.

"You have to be in seclusion for a hundred years?"

The strong man swallowed and asked with a stressed voice.

"Of course, do I need to lie to you?"

Ye Tian looked indifferent and looked at the strong man coldly.

"How can a breakthrough have a great improvement in just one hundred years? This is absolutely impossible!"

"Who has gone to the state of waiting for us, who doesn't have to start in tens of thousands of years? A hundred years is just a snap of your fingers. It's too short, and it's basically impossible to have too much understanding!"

The strong man directly raised his own doubts.

"Haha, what does it have to do with me if you believe it or not?"

Ye Tian spoke calmly and didn't care about this person's remarks at all.

A golden light suddenly came out of the strong man's eyes.

It shone directly on Ye Tian's body, and the golden light had great power, as if it could see through everything in an instant.

After the golden light shone, in just a moment, the strong man's eyes suddenly hurt, as if they were torn apart. The severe pain made him discolored.

He screamed and rolled directly to the ground, and a lot of blood from the saints emerged from his eyes.

The blood of a saint looks powerful and shows extremely rare, and is an existence that cannot be sustained by everyone.

In a short period of time, it is simply unimaginable for ordinary people. These drops of blood from saints have tended to evolve into the world.

Even innate creatures were born from it, all of which were extremely powerful. They were born as true immortals, or even the Daluo Golden Immortals.

This is the blood of the saint!

But in the eyes of the strong man, he didn't care about these things at all, because he saw an extremely terrible thing.

What he wanted to see was Ye Tian's root bone.

In fact, he saw it too.

However, Ye Tian's body and avenue were sensed by himself and counterattacked directly, which almost ruined his eyes.

However, it was precisely because of seeing that he was even more shocked.

"Your bone age! Your bone age is definitely not even tens of thousands!"

"How can a person who has practiced for less than ten thousand years break through to the saint stage?"

"This is absolutely impossible! It is absolutely impossible!"

The strong man was in a state of dismay, and Ye Tian's bone age simply defeated his pride.

It only took thousands of years for a person to practice quasi-saintly? How can this be done?

Their cultivation level, even in a retreat, easily exceeded thousands of years, and even easily broke the ten thousand years of barrier.

Ye Tian’s bone age means that his practice time is less than others’ time to retreat once.

As for the strong man himself, he had tens of thousands of years to become a quasi-saint and break through the saint stage.

Every retreat has tens of thousands of years, and it is finally time to break through several retreats!

However, for Ye Tian, ​​nothing seems to be a big deal.

It seems like a terrible thing to go into seclusion for a hundred years.

It's been a long time.

The strong man couldn't believe it. This blow was even more uncomfortable than Ye Tian's direct defeat of him.

"This is a genius, right? Maybe, I'm nothing!"

The strong man said with a decadent look down and said.

“Not everyone is the same as me, I am different from everyone.”

"Or it is very different for everyone to break through the avenue. Not everyone can do these things easily."

"My cultivation level does not need to be too surprised, but I don't need to emphasize it too much, it's just natural."

Ye Tian said with a smile.

He saw that the strong man was so distraught, so he said casually that he was not harmful to him and spoke casually.

"I see!"

"I know that things will be slowly pondered in the future."

The strong man said with certainty.

At this moment, his eyes were filled with gratitude and respect when he looked at Ye Tian.

Ye Tian no longer talked to him.

The restrictions on him in the Hall of Saints have been relaxed.

The transfer authority was also transferred from him to the strong man.

It can be found that the Saint Temple no longer has any obstacles to him.

"You are here to wait for the next one. Maybe you will be very fast, but it depends on luck. Good luck!"

Ye Tian said with a smile.

Then his body swayed slightly and disappeared directly inside the place, turning into a stream of light and flashing in the Saint Hall. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared without a trace.
To be continued...