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A brief silence fell over the hall.

The various immortal forces were largely as they had imagined, but they only had a little over three thousand saints...

This number sounds like a lot at first glance, but a little thought about it sends chills down your spine.

With hundreds of thousands of years of accumulation, the number of old monsters lurking on the entire Ziwei Star is more than tens of thousands.

The Eastern Wilderness human race alone has nearly ten thousand large and small factions, extending from the lineage of the Sages.

Which family doesn't have a sealed-away ancestor waiting for this lifetime?

Not to mention the powerful imperial lineages of the gods, demons, and holy spirits.

Tens of thousands of old monsters underwent tribulation at the same time, but only a little over three thousand survived.

Even though those present had witnessed the power of the Holy Tribulation firsthand, they still couldn't help but sigh.

The probability of this happening is so high that even a one in ten chance would be considered high.

"Who exactly were those who perished? Whose ancestors or supreme beings were they? Were there any casualties among other immortal forces?"

Kitakami Kaze interlaced his fingers and rested his chin on his hand, indicating that he should continue asking questions.

The elder in charge bowed slightly and reported in a deep voice:

"The old monsters of the immortal forces have all safely survived the Holy Tribulation. The vast majority of those who perished were the earliest batch of ancient relics that were sealed away. They were in the worst condition, including some rogue cultivators and some weaker lineage ancestors."

"The confirmed identities so far include the Supreme Elder of the Wang Family in the Eastern Region, the two reclusive ancestors of the Chen Family in the Southern Region, and the rogue cultivator Chen Laomo from the Northern Region..."

He read out the list one by one.

Everyone in the hall stroked their beards, and Feng Zhi remained calm, showing little surprise at the outcome.

The types of people who fell from grace were just as they had guessed: either they were from a very old era, or they were weak forces with little foundation or experience.

As for why the immortal forces suffered no casualties...

This is because those ancestors who chose to undergo tribulation had not been sealed for long, their qi and blood were still abundant, and they were in their peak condition.

Most of the fallen old monsters lost much of their life force during the seal, and had no choice but to take a desperate gamble when they were on the verge of death.

This is also why only a few demigods have emerged from among the immortal forces.

Over hundreds of thousands of years, the number of semi-saints accumulated is far more than just a few.

Deep within the ancestral lands lie many ancient monsters capable of triggering holy calamities.

Don't they want to become saints? No, they just think they can't overcome it and there's no need for it.

They have been sealed away for too long, and their vital energy has long been worn away. Perhaps some of them can only unleash a single blow before they die and their life force dissipates.

Rather than gambling with this remaining life for a slim chance of a holy position, it is better to continue lying low and save the last bit of strength for the life and death of the holy land.

This is the most fundamental difference between the extreme forces and other cultivators.

They sleep for the holy land.

The elder deacon continued to report on the specific distribution of the saints from all sides...

The largest number of them are naturally the major ancient religions.

They are two from Hundred Forged Mountain, four from Myriad Treasures Pavilion, two from Yin Yang Sect, three from Medicine King Valley, and two from Ascetic Temple...

They make up a full 50% of the human race's saints!

The rest are scattered among various sage families and independent cultivators.

These figures signify that the landscape of the Eastern Wilderness and even the entire Ziwei Star is quietly being rewritten.

With the power of an ancestor who has attained sainthood, their influence and voice naturally increase.

Those lineages that suffered heavy losses in the Holy Tribulation had no choice but to shrink their sphere of influence, and some even actively sought protection from other forces.

More noteworthy is that some newly emerging rogue cultivators have already begun to take action.

After years of dormancy, they have now achieved sainthood. The first thing they often do is not to retreat into seclusion to consolidate their realm, but to settle old scores.

Li Feiyu, a rogue cultivator from the Southern Region.

The first thing he did after successfully transcending the tribulation was to kill a saintly family that had once pursued him!

The patriarch of that family has long since perished in the passage of time, leaving only a few Purple Mansion Realm cultivators to maintain appearances.

The mountain gate was shattered by Li Feiyu's palm strike, and even the mountain-protecting formation couldn't withstand it for more than three breaths.

Fortunately, Li Feiyu only destroyed the mountain gate, took some divine medicines and rare herbs, and left without attacking the low-level cultivators. He can be considered a cultivator who knows how to distinguish right from wrong.

However, another rogue cultivator in the Western Regions named Wang Lin was not so restrained.

Years ago, a divine herb was stolen from him by a fallen family of saints. After becoming a saint this time, he slaughtered the entire family, sparing not even the mortal members.

In the end, it was only through the intervention of an elder from Yaochi that a sliver of their bloodline was preserved.

In addition, several similar revenge incidents are unfolding in various places.

There was even a rogue saint who called himself the "God King".

He is the sole survivor of the ancient Taoist lineage that has long since vanished, the Chaotic Hammer Sect.

Long ago, the Myriad Laws Pavilion of the Southern Region led several forces to besiege the Chaotic Hammer Sect. His Daoist partner self-destructed his primordial spirit in that battle, blasting a path to survival for him.

This blood feud had been weighing on his heart for countless millennia. Now, having achieved sainthood, he wielded the sacred weapon, the trident, and relentlessly stormed the Myriad Laws Pavilion.

However, Wanfa Pavilion should not be underestimated. Its ancestors included a holy king, and it also has a saint presiding over it in the present day.

The two engaged in an earth-shattering battle, their world-destroying holy light spreading across a large part of the Central Region. In the end, the God King failed to gain the upper hand and had to retreat temporarily.

He then rebuilt the mountain gate on the site of the old Luan Chui Sect and made a public statement.

He will not let any of the forces that participated in the destruction of the Chaotic Hammer Sect go. When his cultivation level improves further, it will be time for reckoning!

At this point, many people looked thoughtful.

These rogue cultivators are unburdened and act without restraint, yet their strength is undeniable.

No sect dares to face a vengeful saint alone.

However, none of those present expressed their opinions on this matter.

Extreme forces rarely interfere in the internal grievances of the human race.

It's not that we can't manage it, it's that we can't manage it all.

Human territory is too vast, and grudges too complex. Today you wipe out my entire family, tomorrow I'll slaughter your entire clan...

This kind of thing has happened throughout history.

If we were to manage every single one of them, then we wouldn't have time to do anything at all.

Only when it involves foreign races or affects the overall interests of the human race will the extreme forces truly take action.

As for the internal fighting among humans, they would simply watch as long as the bottom line wasn't crossed.

"I never expected that Wanbaoge would have as many as four sages, making it stand out among all the sects." Someone clicked their tongue and said when Wanbaoge was mentioned.

"Wanbaoge has money, resources, and intelligence." An elder shook his head, his tone carrying a hint of envy or helplessness that was hard to tell.

"They have always had a deep relationship with the independent cultivators. In each era, they have recruited many old monsters who are independent cultivators, giving them resources and protection on the condition that they serve the Wanbao Pavilion for a thousand years after becoming saints. Only they can afford to do this kind of deal."

"Trading a thousand years for ten thousand years is not a loss for those rogue cultivators," Ren Maiwang said.

"Most of the four saints that Wanbaoge recruited this time probably came from this method. Their shrewdness in business is also applied to recruiting saints."

Yang Ding crossed his arms and grinned, "Who cares how many there are? As long as we don't mess with Beidou, let them be."