“In ancient times, an era filled with legends of immortals and deities, there circulated a four-character phrase: ‘Heaven and Earth, Xuanhuang.'”
“The Dao Heart was also graded accordingly, yet it has never been heard of anyone surpassing the Earth-level Dao Heart. If there is, it would be called the Heavenly Heart, the heart of the Heavenly Dao!”
“All Saints preached myriad teachings, which have persisted through ages, yet have only reached the dark Earth-level Dao Heart. This ambition might already be the limit of our imagination, but could there be even greater goals?”
The people inside the Immortal Gate looked at each other.
Given their understanding, it was hard to imagine a Dao Heart that could surpass the great Dao of the saints.
Such a thing was unheard of; they would rather believe that there was an error in the Dao Heart Tower, as that seemed more likely.
As they discussed, Ancestor Yu’s gaze was fixed on the youth outside the Immortal Gate, saying in a low voice:
“He is coming in. My Primordial Holy Land will spare no expense to take him in. I hope no one will compete with me!”
“Ancestor Yu’s words are rather overbearing. Although my Heavenly Phoenix Holy Land is not as prominent as Primordial, we are also willing to use all our resources to train him!”
The dignified woman next to him, akin to a goddess, said with a calm face, her eyes flashing with sharpness.
“If I am not mistaken, your Heavenly Phoenix Holy Land belongs to the Demon Race, and you have many female disciples, which seems rather inappropriate?”
Upon hearing the woman’s words, Ancestor Yu glanced at her indifferently and spoke coldly.
“So what if it is the Demon Race? It’s not that there are no suitable cultivation techniques for the Human Race. Our two races have long lived in harmony. Are you trying to stir up strife between the Human and Demon Races?”
The dignified goddess retorted coldly, “Moreover, having many female disciples could be a good thing for him.”
“…”
Ancestor Yu withdrew his gaze, uninterested in further argument, and silently scoffed in his heart.
Knowing that this youth came from the mortal world, he also knew about his disciple’s situation there. The other party probably had a deep connection with the Jiang family, and using this as a starting point might make it difficult for others to compete with him.
Thinking this, he glanced at an old man to the side. This man was an elder from the Void Holy Land of the Cloud Realm, who, however, wore an expressionless face and said nothing, seemingly not planning to compete.
This actually surprised Ancestor Yu, that such a mischievous youth did not interest the Void Holy Land?
Meanwhile, the other powers who heard the goddess’s words were all dumbstruck; the youth had not even stepped into the Immortal Gate, yet these two half-saint elders had already begun competing. This was quite exaggerated.
However, they also knew that such a prodigy was definitely out of their league, destined to enter a holy land for cultivation and likely to be taken as a direct disciple by a saint.
Ji Xuan God and others exchanged glances and gave a wry smile; this guy always stirred up storms wherever he went, truly astonishing.
“Young man, come in.”
Ancestor Yu spoke to the youth outside the Immortal Gate.
Outside, Li Hao was still waiting for the Dao Heart Tower to give feedback, seeing it remain silent, he couldn’t help wondering.
However, he didn’t care much about how his Dao Heart was judged, whether low or high, it was his heart, his path.
Hearing the call from inside the Immortal Gate, Li Hao gathered his thoughts and looked at the gate just steps away, knowing that stepping through would distance him from the mortal world.
Li Hao turned back, looking towards the square, towards Ren Qianqian at the end of the stairway to heaven, and towards Emperor Yu soaring high in the sky, and an old Daoist flying in.
Their eyes met, and Li Hao nodded to them, bidding a temporary goodbye.
At the same time, Li Hao’s Divine Thought also noticed the distant figure of Ji, the War God of the Ji family, standing in the sky outside the Imperial Palace.
Towards this elder, Li Hao also harbored goodwill and favor, nodding to him.
Seeing Li Hao’s serene and gentle gaze, the old man’s heart jolted, the grief within him soothed by the tenderness.
His eyes slightly reddened, displaying a smile to Li Hao and giving a thumbs up.
Li Hao’s gaze fell upon the crowd, seeing Li Yuanzhao and others looking excited; he couldn’t help but smile and waved to them.
“Hao sees us!”
Li Yuanzhao immediately became even more excited.
Li Wushuang and Li Zhining were stunned, seeing the young man’s gentle demeanor, they suddenly smiled, a trace of something fleeting past the corners of their eyes.
Li Hao cast an encouraging look at Ren Qianqian, then collected his emotions and turned to step into the Immortal Gate.
As soon as he entered, Li Hao felt something unusual.
This gate, so close to him, seemed like flowing water, giving a sensation of traveling through time.
Before he could adapt, suddenly, the many vague figures standing behind the gate not only failed to become clearer but even seemed farther away.
At the same time, a sudden intense killing intent surged from the void, carrying immense pressure—a vast Saint’s Will!
Li Hao was stunned, his pupils suddenly contracting as he looked up, seeing only the vast muddled void around him, but a vague figure and will descended abruptly!
This killing intent was extremely unexpected, catching him off guard.
Li Hao’s body hair bristled, and his blood seemed to freeze, overwhelmed by a strong sense of danger, as if he was facing a Saint Demon Corpse in the abyss, a feeling of facing death. Continue reading at My Virtual Library Empire
Was this a saint’s strike?!
Li Hao was shocked, disbelieving, yet what followed was indignation.
He suddenly erupted, entering the Divine Power State, and simultaneously, the Heaven and Earth Vein swiftly gathered the Heaven and Earth Power, directly proceeding into the Ultimate Immortal Transformation.
With a boom, his body suddenly exploded.
Under that overwhelming power, he was like an egg under a sledgehammer, with no chance of withstanding it.
Behind the Immortal Gate, Ancestor Yu and the Goddess, who were waiting for Li Hao to traverse, their faces suddenly changed, their gazes seeming to penetrate the gate, sensing the obscure energy fluctuation inside.
Both were shocked, suddenly looking up, gazing at the unreachable sky above, where a blurry figure emerged then disappeared—a trace of Saint’s Will descending here!
That was a saint’s action!
Moreover, they instantly recognized that this was the Void Sage!
Ancestor Yu suddenly looked towards the old man beside him, whose expression remained indifferent, yet the corner of his mouth seemed to reveal a trace of a cold smile.
Ancestor Yu felt a surge of shock and anger, no wonder the other party had neither competed nor scrambled from the beginning—they had never planned to let the “monster” come over, intending instead to assassinate him directly!
Moreover, to prevent their interference, it was the Sage from the Void Holy Land who personally took action!
The opponent had become a Saint through the Void Path and his mastery of spatial nuances could be considered top-notch; this short span of an Immortal Gate, in the opponent’s hands, could be transformed into a grand battlefield.
“Void Holy Land, you’ve gone too far!”
Ancestor Yu couldn’t help but roar in shock and anger.
“That’s right, even if you couldn’t compete, you didn’t have to destroy it.”
The Goddess’s face was also exceptionally cold. She did not believe that their Heavenly Phoenix Holy Land had no chance of winning, but now that chance was completely gone.
“Sorry, that young man offended our Saint Heir, his death is inevitable.”
Facing their angry questions, the old man said indifferently.
The other forces were also shaken by this sudden change. After hearing the dialogue between the three, they were all startled.
Ji and Jiang Lichen among others were waiting to meet Li Hao and greet him, but as soon as Li Hao stepped into the Immortal Gate, he disappeared, apparently transported to another place, and had not appeared for a long time. Just as they were puzzled, hearing the words of the three ancestors, they were all stunned.
Destroyed? What situation?
Ji and the others stared in shock at the old man.
The old man instantly seemed like the target of public criticism, but his expression was calm and composed, seemingly not taking it seriously.
Everyone also knew that they were powerless against an ancestor with mere anger.
“I will report this matter to the Primordial Sage. Your Void Holy Land must give an explanation!”
Ancestor Yu’s eyes flashed with a murderous aura as he suppressed his anger.
The old man’s face remained indifferent, not responding; he had already known this outcome would occur when he covertly communicated with the Saint earlier.
That youngster, though monstrous and peerless, a dead monster is no longer a monster, and he hadn’t joined the Primordial Holy Land yet. Even if the Primordial Holy Land demanded an explanation, they could afford to compensate.
The opposing party would not initiate a battle of Sages for a dead monster; eventually, it would all calm down.
In the world of the powerful, right or wrong do not matter; only interests do.
With interests aligned, even if knowing the other party is wrong, they would still praise them.
Knowing that they were framing a good person, they would blame the good person for being foolish, for not being smart enough.
“You’re too despicable!”
Jiang Lichen glared at the old man, now guessing the reason mentioned by the other party about offending the Saint Heir.
Previously, Li Hao had killed six Dao Law Realm individuals, letting one escape—clearly, that person was one aiming for the Great Yu Incense Fire.
Unexpectedly, the enemy was right in front of him.
“Hm?”
The old man, hearing his words, looked at him with indifferent eyes.
A tremendous will to dominate surged, Jiang Lichen violently spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turned deathly pale, yet a buzzing, sharp humming sound came from his spine—it was his Sword Bone, slightly defending him against this semi-Saint will.
Ancestor Yu suddenly waved his hand, blocking the old man’s momentum and gaze, standing in front of Jiang Lichen and others, and said coldly, “Are you trying to force me to battle you here?”
The old man’s expression remained cold, retracting his gaze, knowing that since it had come to this, his Void Holy Land definitely had no chance of gaining these disciples, this batch of disciples would not be joining them.
But it was just a loss of some disciples. Besides, a few outstanding ones might not have wanted to join them anyway; the loss wasn’t significant.
The vast Void Holy Land, while it would have been good to recruit some outstanding disciples, by sacrificing these and getting rid of a monster like Li Hao, it was utterly worthwhile.
Otherwise, once the opponent grew up and accumulate Incense Sainthood, it would really become a significant threat to the Void Holy Land!
Moreover, by taking this action, not only was there a loss, but it also established the majesty of the Void Holy Land, letting others know that the Void Holy Land is not to be violated!
“If other Saints know of this, they will also demand an explanation from you!”
The Goddess stared at the old man, her expression icy cold, already seeing his confidence.
“This does not require your concern.”
The old man responded coolly.
While they were talking, within the chaotic void of the Immortal Gate, the space seemed to have been extended. Li Hao’s body shattered, his bones and blood scattering across the void.
At this moment, those bones and blood rapidly fused and reformed.
The shocked and angry voices behind the Immortal Gate, Li Hao heard them. He suddenly realized: among them, the old man’s voice felt very familiar. It was the same voice that had helped the Holy Son Xu Yuan escape through the Immortal Gate half a year ago when he was being pursued.
Exactly the same!
The old man had been silent before, perhaps having recognized him early on, deliberately waiting for him to step into the Immortal Gate to attack using the Saint’s power.
This person attempting to steal the Jiang family’s Incense Fire was in the Cloud Realm, also one of the Three Great Sacred Lands. No wonder they had been eyeing the Incense Fire of the mortal Jiang family, possibly coveting it from a thousand years ago.
But now, knowing all this was of no use, Li Hao’s consciousness returned to the void. His body had just reformed when that Saint’s Will reappeared.
“Blood Rebirth? No wonder…”
A majestic thought sounded, seemingly indifferent and high above, which then brought the Saint’s Will down again.
Li Hao’s heart filled with shock and rage. The opponent hadn’t shown themselves, and just a sliver of their thought tried to crush him.
Li Hao roared, undergoing Ultimate Immortal Transformation. He crazily drew on the power from the surrounding geo-pulse.
His entire body covered in golden skin, his hair turned snow-white, his consciousness merged with the void, touching that vast and supreme Celestial Venerable will.
He borrowed a trace of the Celestial Venerable will and suddenly slashed at that Saint’s Will.