Martial Soul: Be a Saint

It was a huge Mountain and Sea, and filled with Immortal qi. The Immortal qi filled the entire place, as well as the buildings and pavilions. Vast amounts of water essence filled the entire world.    

When the sun had set, a ball of colorful clouds broke through the horizon and landed on a large training ground of the Water God's Palace, turning into a human figure.    

As a result, it had alarmed many Water God Palace Disciples.    

"Eh, Young Master Gong, what's wrong with you?"    

When everyone recognized that the pale faced man with his last breath was actually Gong Junchi, they were all shocked.    

This Gong Junchi, was the only son of an elder of Water God's Palace. Due to his tyrannical nature, his actions were extremely high-profile, and he could be considered a celebrity in Water God's Palace.    

As such, there were naturally many people who knew him.    

Gong Junchi raised his head and looked at the surrounding people, but did not say a word.    

At this moment, he was not yet in the midst of the complicated feeling of barely escaping from death.    

"Hey, didn't I remember that you, Senior Brother Gong, were assigned to carry out a mission? Why did you suddenly return? Where are your subordinates? "    

Just then, a young lady suddenly thought of something and asked Gong Junchi.    

Hearing her mention the mission, Gong Junchi's expression suddenly changed greatly.    

"Out of the way, all of you, get out of the way! I'm going to look for my father and the palace master!"    

Gong Junchi suddenly waved his hand and said to everyone, as though he was shooing away flies.    

Those who were wary of him all subconsciously retreated, opening up a path for him.    

However, the words from Gong Junchi's mouth made them start to ponder.    

As soon as this tyrannical young master came back, he wanted to look for his father and threatened to look for the Asgard Mistress. Just what had happened?!    

After he left, the crowd instantly exploded into an uproar.    

"Everyone, I guess something big must have happened!"    

Suddenly, a young man who looked very cocky and gossipy said to the crowd with a smile.    

"Tsk …"    

"You don't need to say that, you stinky king. Seriously …"    

Everyone began to scorn him.    

However, he didn't seem to be angry, as if he had already gotten used to it.    

Instead, he continued to speak happily to the crowd, "Hey, hey, hey, don't worry. Please listen to my smelly ass king one by one."    

"Hmph …"    

Everyone continued to look at him with contempt.    

"A few days ago, a strange phenomenon occurred in our Eight Desolations. After checking, we found out that it was sent out by the Huanggu Ascending Platform. According to the conjectures of the eight divine palaces, it should be the Huanggu Ascending Platform.    

The smelly b * tch ignored the looks of disdain from the crowd and started to narrate nonstop.    

"As far as I know, the disciples that our Water God's Palace send are led by Gong Junchi, and now that Gong Junchi has fled back to us in a sorry state, do you think something big should have happened?"    

the smelly fart king asked the crowd.    

With that, the corners of his mouth lifted slightly as he used an even heavier tone to remind everyone, "If my guess is not wrong, those people he brought along have all been annihilated, while he himself used the water god of our Water God's Palace to escape!"    

"Hua …"    

The moment the smelly fart king's voice faded, everyone cried out in alarm.    

Gong Junchi is a powerhouse who has reached the late ninth stage of the Martial Emperor Realm!    

What kind of person was it that could cause him to flee in panic and end up in such a sorry state?    

"What are you doing here?"    

Right at the moment when they were all shocked and exclaiming in surprise, an imposing voice suddenly sounded.    

Everyone's hearts shook as they looked in the direction of the voice. Their expressions all changed greatly.    

The person who came was a middle-aged man with a dignified face. He wore a grey robe with gold embroidery at the sleeves. His entire body exuded a great aura.    

His eyes were like lightning as they swept across the crowd, giving them a great amount of pressure.