Ying Tian Achieves Martial Saint

One morning, two years later.

Ying Tian wore a dragon robe and a Nine Dragon Crown as he looked at himself in the mirror. At last, he made up his mind.

He could tell that his old man, the Supreme, actually supported him.

Otherwise, with a single word from the Supreme, his side would have had to stop.

It seemed the old man also wanted his family to endure for a thousand autumns and ten thousand generations.

As long as the Supreme did not object, the Sage, the War God, and the Snow God would be easy enough to deal with.

When he became emperor, he could simply grant them kingships.

If he won this decade and no other Martial Saints interfered, then he would proclaim himself emperor in the next decade.

Over the next two years, the Snow God's side stopped their fivefold hunting campaign. It was not that they wanted to stop.

Rather, they no longer had the resources to keep it going.

If they continued, they would not even be able to cover their normal expenses.

Once the Snow God's activities stopped, Ying Tian's side stopped as well.

Throughout the campaign, Ying Tian's side had maintained its lead.

The Snow God's side had already begun to feel powerless.

Everyone on her side felt that their side could not possibly win.

The Snow God had no choice. She wanted to speak with the Sage and the War God, but both had gone into seclusion.

She could only return to the underground training room of her villa and vent her anger on training dummies.

Another two years passed, and the decade came to an end.

Ying Tian's side claimed victory without any suspense.

This decade, Lin Feng was still credited with the greatest contribution.

Ying Tian gave