Chapter 442: Return, First of All Heavens
Chapter 442: Return, First of All Heavens
"Have you made up your mind yet?"
At this moment, the beautiful and cold woman's brows furrowed with impatience. "Don't be ungrateful. Cultivation resources in the True World are scarce, and a hundred immortal stones are no small amount. This physical body is useless to you. With your skills, you can't refine it, and it will only rot and be wasted."
"Would you use your family member's bones to refine an elixir?"
Feng Boping's face turned ashen as he asked coldly.
The Cold Beauty's colorful skirt fluttered gently, matching her light demeanor, but her eyes remained cold. "If this physical body had such effects, I would have crushed it to make soup long ago!"
"..."
Hearing this, Feng Boping and the others' eyelids twitched, and they were left speechless. They had seen ruthless people, but never someone this ruthless.
However, they had no intention of matching her ruthlessness. Feng Boping said sternly:
"You are you, and we are us. Even if you give us a thousand immortal stones, ten thousand immortal stones, we won't sell. Don't even think about trying to take it by force. He is our All Heavens' strongest, revered by countless people. If you attempt to seize him by force, all of us in All Heavens will despise you."
"Despise? Is that useful?"
The silver-robed youth sneered.
Feng Boping fell silent for a moment before saying, "I know despise isn't useful, but I thought you would have some shame."
"Are you looking for death!"
The silver-robed youth immediately shouted in anger.
"It seems you are stubborn. Since that's the case, don't blame us for not showing mercy. We gave you a chance, but you didn't take it."
The Cold Beauty shook her head, sounding somewhat regretful and sighing.
Feng Boping and the others' faces changed, feeling a bone-chilling coldness creep up their spines.
The Heavenly Saint hastily said, "Three of you, please wait a moment. Allow us to deliberate and discuss this. You don't want to take unnecessary risks, do you? Even if you destroy the entire Holy Land, remember that All Heavens has monsters who have ventured into the True World. If they return and learn of this, it will bring you trouble."
"Hmph, if not for that, would you still be breathing now with your indecisive attitude?"
The silver-robed youth coldly snorted, speaking without any concealment. His eyes were filled with scorn and murderous intent, clearly not taking the pseudo-realm's saint-level individuals seriously.
Feng Boping and the others looked grim, knowing that what the youth said was true, just bluntly stated.
The Heavenly Saint telepathically said, "Let's buy some time. Quickly send word to other factions to see if any True World forces are willing to help. Tell them that the Lying Heaven Sage, Primordial Ancestor, and God King are all close friends of ours. Use their names to draw them in."
"Should we evacuate the people in the Holy Land first?"
Another Heavenly Saint's Sage Disciple asked.
Sword Master responded telepathically, "If the Holy Land's people try to evacuate quietly, even if only a few, these True Immortals will notice. They are already closely monitoring every move in the Holy Land."
"Right, these True Immortals' senses are beyond our imagination. We can't take the risk or provoke them. For now, we can only stall!"
The Heavenly Saint replied.
Feng Boping clenched his fists, letting them deliberate, knowing they would make the right decision.
At this moment, he felt a deep sorrow and pain, for his own weakness. Now, he couldn't even protect Li Hao's remains.
"If they insist on making a move, you all leave. I'll stay behind."
After the Heavenly Saint took charge and arranged for someone to notify other True World factions recruiting in All Heavens, Feng Boping suddenly said.
Hearing his words, the Heavenly Saint's face changed, a hint of anger showing. "Don't be rash!"
"It's not impulsiveness."
Feng Boping felt the anger in his former master's words, causing a slight tremor in his heart. He recalled the scene of being expelled from the sect for his wrongful accusations, but now, even the last traces of that memory had dissipated like smoke.
Even if he couldn't reconcile with the Heavenly Saint and renew their master-disciple bond, he no longer harbored any hatred in his heart.
"That child has had such a difficult journey. He hasn't enjoyed many happy moments, and he is still so young. He sacrificed himself for the Mortal World and the Divine Dynasty, and for the sake of All Heavens. How can I stand by and watch his body be desecrated?"
Feng Boping's eyes filled with deep killing intent and madness. "Don't worry about me. If I die, the Lying Heaven Sage will surely avenge me! I won't die in vain. I discovered a Forbidden Area in my early years and obtained a forbidden technique. With my current Supreme Sage Realm power, even if they are Immortal Deities, I won't let them off easily. Even if I die, I will haunt them, stealing a piece of their Dao Heart!"
Hearing his suppressed anger and ultimate resolve, everyone fell silent.
The Heavenly Saint stared at his disciple, his heart feeling as if it were being gripped. He knew the deeper reason: the disciple had been expelled for theft, disgracing his name in All Heavens. Even after Feng Boping's Ascension, he still called himself the Thief Saint, and his reputation among the Sages was not good.
Bearing such a reputation, it was hard to make true friends. That child might have been his closest and most sincere friend.
For this, he was even willing to die.
And back then, he had shattered their hearts for a single Immortal Pill...
The Sword Master fell into silence, saying nothing.
He was not without the courage to die, but he lacked Feng Boping's forbidden technique. He knew that staying behind would be futile, as he couldn't pose any threat to these three True Immortals.
He wanted to live. Only by living could he strive to cultivate and seek revenge!
He had fished for ten thousand years and enjoyed leisure for ten thousand years, already reaching the bottleneck of the Sword Dao. But at this moment, he had an unprecedented desire to grow stronger!
Previously, he hadn't cared much about entering the True World or becoming an Immortal Deity. But now, he had a near-mad belief: he must become a True Immortal, the strongest True Immortal in the world!
Even more, he wanted to surpass True Immortals, surpass Immortal Lords, and become a great figure who could control his own destiny!
Back then, his master in the sect had been extremely optimistic about him, intending to pass on the Sword Ancestor Holy Land's legacy to him.
But he was obsessed with the sword, too devoted to it, and had no interest in managing the Holy Land. He handed it over, and although he had unparalleled talent in the Sword Dao, he had made little progress for many years.
In All Heavens, he had already reached the pinnacle of the Sword Dao, surpassing his master long ago. But if he entered the True World, where there were higher Sword Dao Immortal Arts and a broader world, he believed he could catch up to those prodigies ahead of him.
He never trusted external things; he only trusted the sword in his hand and the sincere heart reflected in its light!
The sword would never deceive him, and neither would its blade!
"Are you done talking?"
Feng Boping and the others' telepathic communication was noticed by the three True Immortals. They could see the fluctuations of the telepathic power but couldn't hear the content of the conversation, assuming it was the discussion the Heavenly Saint had mentioned.
Upon hearing the urging from the cold beauty in the colorful dress, the Heavenly Saint's expression changed slightly. Suppressing his wrath, he forced a smile and said:
"Not yet. This corpse is the body of All Heavens' strongest, and it's a matter of great importance. We still need to think about how to give All Heavens an explanation. If the body is missing, it will eventually be discovered."
"His physical body is indeed strong. To refine it to such a degree in this wretched place, he can be called a monster of the Form Dao."
The young man in silver armor and rainbow robes nodded slightly, clearly acknowledging the strength of the physical body. Even in the True World, it was relatively rare for someone to cultivate their physical body to the level of a Six Tribulations Imperial Weapon. Such achievements were usually seen among the prodigies of major sects, who had been nurtured with numerous immortal herbs for body refinement.
"But isn't the strongest in All Heavens the True Immortal who left earlier?"
"He broke through later", Mitan, the Heavenly Saint, explained hurriedly.
"Don't waste time with useless talk. Now, immediately, you must give us an answer."
The woman in the colorful dress, the Cold Beauty, said impatiently.
Mitan tried to smile and stall for time, but the Cold Beauty cut him off after a few words. She coldly snorted, and the void suddenly trembled. A vast, mountain-toppling power surged and slammed into Mitan's chest.
With a loud thud, Mitan's Dao Domain instantly shattered. The power was invisible and irresistible, compressing his physical body until it caved in, his bones snapping. It seemed that just a little more force would have created a hole in his body.
"No more nonsense, just say yes or no!"
The Cold Beauty snapped angrily.
"Master."
Feng Boping instinctively rushed to support Mitan.
The others' faces also changed. None of them had seen how the Cold Beauty had struck.
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In the Forbidden Area of the Heavenly Calamity Imperial Hall.
Outside the True Venerable Tower, Li Hao stood in the void. The True Venerable Tower shrank, then, in the eyes of Bright Sage and others, transformed into a small black needle and merged into Li Hao's body.
At the same time, within Li Hao's Soul Spirit, the majestic tower of the True Venerable Tower appeared, enveloping his Soul Spirit.
Li Hao immediately felt as if his Soul Spirit was bathing in a warm spring. Gentle power from all directions continuously nourished his Soul Spirit.
He was amazed. The True Venerable Tower had such an effect.
"Once you become a Personal Disciple, you will understand the true wonders of the True Venerable Tower. It is a divine Imperial Artifact!"
Venerable Spirit's voice echoed in Li Hao's mind.
"When your Soul Spirit faces a powerful threat, the True Venerable Tower will protect you. However, don't actively provoke strong enemies. After all, besides Soul Spirit attacks, they may have other bizarre attacks."
"Understood."
Li Hao nodded.
"I am free. Farewell, I'll go explore the True World first."
Venerable Spirit said, his voice gradually fading away, as if he couldn't wait to leave.
After Venerable Spirit departed, Li Hao returned to his zabuton. At this moment, Elder Wang had already led Lin Sheng, Flower Sage, Wander Sage, and others back.
He glanced at the distant spot where the True Venerable Tower had vanished, seemingly understanding that Li Hao had inherited it. He asked, "Venerable Spirit is gone?"
"Yep."
Wang Shanhe nodded slightly, as if he knew where Venerable Spirit was heading. He said, "Then everyone, let's head back to All Heavens now."
"Agreed."
Everyone nodded, their eyes gleaming with excitement. Initially, they had thought they were certain to die when they ventured deep into the Double Crevice Demon Valley. Now, although they hadn’t obtained any legacies, they could at least return.
"I wonder what the outside world looks like now."
"Is anyone in my Nanxiang Divine Dynasty still thinking of me?"
"Those who forced me to this place back then, I’ll seek them out one by one!"
Their eyes sparkled with urgency; some wanted to return for vengeance, while others wanted to see loved ones. Now, having attained the rank of Supreme Sage, they were returning to All Heavens, no longer the same as before.
Li Hao also felt a sense of anticipation, wondering how Old Feng and the others were faring. Five years had passed, and the incense hadn’t been extinguished, indicating that the saints had indeed lived up to his expectations, blocking the gap in All Heavens.
"Let's go."
Elder Wang nodded slightly and said, "Once we leave here, you must remember: the Immortal Calamity Curse will warn you if you unconsciously reveal Hao Tian’s identity. If you ignore the warning, then you have no one to blame."
Everyone’s expressions turned serious as they glanced at Li Hao, remaining silent. They knew that once they stepped out of this place, an insurmountable chasm would exist between them and this young man.
"Is there anywhere specific you want to go? I can directly transport you there."
Elder Wang looked at Li Hao with a fond expression. Li Hao’s eyes brightened, and without hesitation, he transmitted the coordinates of his Holy Land Projection to Elder Wang.
Elder Wang received the information, closed his eyes for a moment, and then opened them. "Let’s go."
He waved his hand, and the space before them tore open, revealing a pitch-black passage. As an immortal king, residing beneath the Forbidden Area, his divine sense could encompass the entirety of All Heavens, allowing him to act without restraint. However, he had never done so and had never spied on the outside world. What held him back was not his power but the great, inviolable figure in his heart, towering like a majestic mountain.
Elder Wang opened the passage and casually gestured, pushing Li Hao and the others through it. Li Hao felt a gentle breeze on his face, the view before him dark at first but quickly brightening. Familiar scents and auras began to emerge.
It felt like returning to spring, with the flowers of his hometown in full bloom, their fragrance filling the air. This was the deep longing in his heart.
However, when Li Hao opened his eyes, he heard an angry voice in his ear:
"Stop talking nonsense and answer—do you agree or not?"
Li Hao looked up and saw three True Immortals hovering above his Holy Land, their gazes scornful. The one in the center exuded the strongest and most restrained aura, appearing middle-aged. The two True Immortals beside him, however, radiated a powerful immortal aura that made the ordinary people on the Holy Mountain tremble and struggle to breathe. Anyone below the Enlightened Realm would be paralyzed, unable to move.
Even Sages might find it hard to remain composed under such an immortal aura.
As Li Hao’s gaze swept across, he immediately recognized several familiar figures. Old Feng, Sword Master, Mi Heavenly Saint, Lin Qingying, and Chiguang were all there. However, their cultivation was too low, and their faces were pale with anger, their bodies shaking uncontrollably, driven by fear.
"What do you want me to agree to?"
Li Hao spoke, his voice light and calm, yet it carried an undeniable authority. His indifferent words drifted effortlessly to the three True Immortals and echoed through the ears of Feng Boping and the others, resonating throughout the Holy Mountain.
Although he didn’t know the full situation, seeing Old Feng and the others so enraged and threatened on his own Holy Mountain, Li Hao’s heart was already filled with the intent to kill.
(End of Chapter)
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