C1139 Help Appreciate (1/2)

When this elder spoke, his face was full of smiles, but his smile was really a bit ugly.

Ye Tian did not care about his expression at all. He looked at the numerous soldiers in front of him, and then the mountain of Weapon Material s. These Weapon Material s were made of precious jade, metal, and various materials. Everything before him was an existence which Ye Tian's broken sword could devour.

”Good, good, really not bad. Your Twin Sacred Grounds' soldiers and these Weapon Material are all very good. I think it's all too good.” Ye Tian praised as he walked, and nodded continuously with his eyes shining.

”The ancestor told me that I can take anything that young master thinks is not bad. I hope that young master will do as you please. This is the sincerity that the ancestor asked us to express in his place, and I hope young master will not reject. ” The elderly man who had spoken just now spoke once again. His face was a little green, as if he was extremely aggrieved, but facing Ye Tian who was like a god of death, he did not dare be impudent at all.

Not only did he not dare to act presumptuously, he even carefully listened to the Old Ancestor's arrangements.

Now that their Holy Master had been killed, the Old Ancestor's last words were everything. That was a death order, a death order that could not be disobeyed.

”Very good, since this is the sincerity of your ancestor, then Ye Tian will not be courteous.” Ye Tian's smile became wider and wider. The broken sword appeared in his hand, and a devouring force immediately erupted from the entrance of the Warrior Weapon Pavilion, devouring both soldiers and sacrificial material.

Ye Tian brazenly used his broken sword to swallow the sacrificial material and Battle Soldiers, but no matter what rank it was, he did not pull it down.

When these soldiers and sacrificial material entered the Broken Sword Space, they were instantly refined by the devouring power of the broken sword's explosion, becoming the energy of the mighty broken sword.

Although the Warrior Weapon Pavilion of the Twin Holy Lands had been turned into a pavilion, it was not just a small room. It was a space, a space within a room.

This space was not created by a Saint, but was created by a cultivator above the Saint level.

Saints had the ability to open up spaces, but the space they could open up was limited. The Twin Sacred Grounds were known as Sacred Grounds, so they had a huge number of soldiers and Weapon Material.

Moreover, this small world was not only a place where the Twin Sacred Grounds stored their Battle Soldiers and sacrificial material, it was also where the Medicine Pavilion and the medicine fields were located.

As such, the area required for this small world was not small, and was not something that could be constructed by ordinary Saints.

This small world was at least created by a divine being above the Saint level.

But all of these were not important, what was important was that Ye Tian managed to obtain these soldiers and sacrificial material s as he wished.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

In the pain of a few elders behind Ye Tian, many weapons and sacrificial material were all swallowed into the Broken Sword Space.

The broken sword erupted with an immeasurable black light. Everything that came into contact with the black light was melted into clusters of black light energy. Immediately, all of the black light energy was completely absorbed by the broken sword.

As he absorbed the countless number of soldiers and sacrificial material, the broken sword also contained an increasingly terrifying power.

At this moment, the complexions of the few elders behind Ye Tian had changed countless of times. All of their faces were frighteningly ashen, as if they had eaten a dead fly.

However, they could only endure it. If they displeased Ye Tian by resisting, their deaths were not important. What was important was that their sect might be exterminated because of this.

Moreover, the Old Ancestor had warned them a thousand times to make Ye Tian satisfied no matter what.

Those were the Old Ancestor's last words before his death.