The Name of Eternity.

Chapter 419: Transcendence into Sainthood, Tenth Stage of Sword Dao (asking for monthly ticket)
Earlier in the ancient road, Li Hao’s carving of the ninth level had already entered the realm of Tao.

He is familiar with many carving techniques in the world.

Jade carving, wood carving, relief carving... the carving styles also vary, ranging from elegant and beautiful to solemn and generous.

Each technique has different depths of carving, and can contain different powers. It is extremely difficult to carve a cover that is similar in size to the immortal ruins and can protect the holy land for a long time. Not only the size of the cover is a factor, but also the resistance during the protection. If the cover itself is used to stubbornly resist the erosion of the divine sun, it will not last long.

Hardness can break, softness can be tough.

"The shield must have the power of yin and yang circulation, alternating back and forth..."

Li Hao's eyes flickered. The surface of the cover should be like crossed oars, alternating back and forth.

But this kind of flexible swinging belongs to live sculpture.

Sculpture itself lies in carving.

"I need materials for carving..."

Li Hao glanced at the huge and blazing divine sun. At this moment, the remains of the immortal gods sank in the center of the divine sun, surrounded by a stream of fire that was like liquid and gas, with thick solar essence emanating from it.

The flames were like a stream of hot air, or like some substance that had melted to the point of being almost vaporized, swirling and rippling all around.

Li Hao's eyes flashed. If there was any material that was most suitable as a shield to resist the erosion of Shen Yang's power, it would naturally be Shen Yang itself!

But, to carve Shen Yang?
This idea was extremely bold. Li Hao had never thought about it before, but at this moment he suddenly felt a strong sense of challenge.

He took a deep breath, and used his strength to gather the flames around Shen Yang and knead them together.

This stream of fire is soft, but contains the power of Tao. Li Hao can carve solid objects with ease, but he finds it a bit tricky to carve something that looks like both air and water.

Li Hao took out a broken immortal sword and tried to carve it.

However, although the incomplete immortal sword was sharp, it was like a blade stabbing into the water, and the water automatically avoided it.

Sculpture, how can you carve water?
Li Hao couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

He had never thought about this question: How can water be carved? How can air be carved?

In the immortal ruins, the saints and Feng Boping and others saw Li Hao sitting in the void of Shen Yang, seemingly lost in thought, with a thick stream of flames surrounding him, making it almost impossible to see his face clearly.

The scorching heat and the chaotic yet orderly destructive force made them dare not stay for long.

"Hao Tian Zun, what is he doing?"

"I don't know, but he seems to be figuring it out."

"Let's not just watch. Lord Haotian is trying so hard to find a solution. We can't just sit there and wait for death and put all our hopes on him. We have to work hard too."

"Yes."

All the saints looked deeply at the young man, and then they began to think of ways. The Dark Saint found several saints who were good at refining tools and asked them to help repair the Sky Mirror. As for the treasures of heaven and earth needed to repair the mirror, the Dark Saint was short of them, so some saints generously helped him to use them first.

At this moment of life and death, all the saints worked together.

Not long after, the Zhaotian Mirror was repaired. This time, the Dark Saint did not dare to use it to directly spy on the True Immortal Ancient Demon, but instead used it to spy on the edge of that small world.

Looking slowly inside from the edge, one can still see people fleeing everywhere, but it is enough to show that this small world has not been killed by the True Immortal Ancient Demon.

"The other party is indeed eating, devouring the souls of our human race and other races."

The Dark Saint was shocked and angry. With the strength of the True Immortal Ancient Demon, if he simply wanted to destroy this small world, the entire small world might be split in half.

But now, the other party is not heading for destruction, but for "eating".

Upon seeing this, the other saints looked even more gloomy.

Feng Boping, Lie Tiansheng, Mi Tiansheng and others also started to think of ways to solve the problem. They gathered together to discuss the problem from time to time, but they could not think of any effective solution under the current situation.

In the face of an absolute gap in strength, wisdom seems pale and powerless.

time flies.

Two days passed.

The massacre in the small world continues.

Half of the small world has already fallen.

In the Shen Yang, Li Hao was still in deep thought. He tried many carving methods, but all failed. The flame flow could gather and disperse like a soft wind.

"Is the upper limit of the carving path only nine stages? How can the wind be carved in this world?"

There was confusion in Li Hao's eyes. His painstaking thinking ended in failure. This brought him a huge sense of frustration, and even made him doubt his own carving skills.

At the same time, a saint suddenly appeared in the immortal ruins and brought a piece of news that shocked all the saints.

Deep in Shenyang, there is a fire stone like an altar, and there is a sword on it!

"That sword was burning with flames, or rather, it was the flames themselves, and it was the embodiment of the origin of the flame path. It was extremely terrifying, even more terrifying than the divine sword of the God King. When I saw it from afar, my eyes were burned, and my own holy path showed signs of being burned."

The saint excitedly told everyone the situation.

"How did you find that place?"

Mingsheng's first reaction was shock and surprise, but he couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.

"I couldn't think of any solution, so I wanted to see what the difference was between this divine sun and other stars, so I dived to the deepest part. I have a Flame Dao Emperor Weapon that can protect me from the power of this divine sun. But when I got close to the sword, my Emperor Weapon sent me a warning that if I continued to get close, it might be extremely dangerous!"

The saint said excitedly: "That is definitely an extraordinary sword, and it is definitely not an imperial weapon. The Seven Tribulations Imperial Weapon of the Origin Ancestor would not be so terrifying. I suspect it may be an immortal weapon, a real immortal weapon!"

Hearing his words, all the saints became excited.

If they could obtain this magical weapon, it would definitely be a huge gain, adding more hope to their battle against the True Immortal and Ancient Demon!
“If I get this sword, with the strength that Hao Tianzun has shown before, maybe I can kill that True Immortal Ancient Demon!”

"Let's go and take a look and find a way to get this sword out!"

"You, the Saints of the First Disaster, don't need to join in the fun, lest you get hurt. A few of us can go over there."

The Yin-Yang Saint said this, and immediately called upon the Famous Saint, the Magic Saint, the Medical Saint and others to come over.

When Saint Mi Tian received the news, he also went to investigate. Old Feng, Saint Lie Tian, ​​Sword Master and others knew that Li Hao was about to go to find the True Immortal and the Ancient Demon for a fight to the death. If he had an immortal weapon at this moment, it would definitely bring more hope. They also followed the saints to the depths of Shen Yang.

“This is really not a place for people to stay.”

Deep in Shenyang, several saints followed the pure saint to this place.

In addition to them, the Fox Lord and the masters of the eight fairy islands also came here. They all had one foot in the realm of sainthood and could barely stay here for a while.

The dense destructive force around them made them feel hot all over. In just a short moment, they were sweating profusely and felt as if their bodies were burning.

"That's the sword?"

Feng Boping looked intently and saw a strange sight before his eyes. The surrounding flames were as intense as magma, swirling around and leaving a space of a hundred feet in diameter. There was a sword stuck in a red rock as red as crystal.

The sword was burning with flames and its edge was blazing. Just by looking at it, he felt a sudden pain in his eyes like needles pricking him. He quickly closed his eyes, but his eyeballs felt like they were burning. Intense pain, accompanied by blood, soon seeped out of Feng Boping's eye sockets.

Other saints also suffered. When they saw the sword, their eyeballs were immediately ignited. Not only their physical eyes, but also their own holy domains showed signs of burning.

"What a terrible sword!"

The conditions of several saints were better. Although their eyeballs were not burned into holes, they still felt a stinging and uncomfortable feeling, a burning sensation.

They were a little shocked. As a saint, they were almost injured just by looking at the sword. It was too scary!

Based on their experience and intuition, this is definitely not an imperial weapon. Compared with this sword, Yuanzu's Heaven-Suppressing Whip is like a firefly and a bright moon.

Moreover, they had a feeling that this sword was even among the immortal weapons, and was extremely terrifying.

At this moment, they had the same feeling as Qingsheng. If they got close to the sword, they would be in danger.

But, now that we are here, it is impossible for us to go back in disgrace and ignore such precious treasures.

Mingsheng and Fasheng looked at each other, and then looked at Fox Lord, the other nine island masters, Fengbo and others. Mingsheng said, "This sword is extraordinary. Let's work together to see if we can take it out."

"Is there anything guarding this sword?"

The Yin-Yang Saint looked around vigilantly, but did not sense any other aura.

The Sage of Law said: "This sword alone is terrifying enough, and it doesn't need any guards. I wonder which immortal left this sword and hid it in this divine sun."

During the conversation, the Fox Lord, Feng Boping and others all agreed to work together to retrieve the sword.

As they joined forces, the holy domains coordinated and overlapped with each other, and in the blink of an eye, the heat around them seemed to ease. Then the famous saint took the lead and moved closer to the magic sword.

As he approached, he immediately felt the heat that had been relieved before return again and continued to intensify.

When he came to ten feet away from the magic sword, the scorching light made Ming Sheng feel as if his body was torn apart and burned. Waves of pain came from his soul. He gritted his teeth and endured the pain, continuing to approach the magic sword. This time he came to three feet away from the magic sword, but waves of cutting and destructive power directly crushed his holy domain.

"not good!"

When the Mage Saint who was following behind saw this, his face suddenly changed and he immediately burst out with all his strength, trying to grab the famous saint.

The moment the holy land was shattered, the saint's pupils shrank and he felt a burning sensation coming towards him. His whole body suddenly began to burn, not only his body, but also his soul. It seemed that in an instant, it would be burned to ashes and dissipate between heaven and earth.

He retreated hastily, but the burning was so fierce that he felt he was about to die.

At this time, the holy domain where the Saint of Dharma and others came to help enveloped them and dragged the Saint back.

The flames on Mingsheng's body were still burning. He held back his screams and tried his best to force back the flaming power in his body. Only then did he barely stop the burning. However, his body was no longer recognizable and his skin had peeled off, but it was healing very slowly.

"What a terrifying sword! Is this sword so terrifying just by its natural power?"

Everyone else stopped and didn't dare to get any closer.

Mingsheng recovered his breath, but he was still in shock. He didn't expect that after practicing for countless years, he was almost killed by a sword. Moreover, this sword had no owner and seemed to be still asleep, without showing its true power.

"This sword seems to be more terrifying than we imagined. Even if it is an immortal weapon, it shouldn't be this terrible. Even the True Immortal Ancient Demon wouldn't let us turn into ashes in an instant just by getting close to it."

The Mage's face was solemn as he stared at the hilt covered in red flames. He had never thought that there would be such a treasure in the depths of the Divine Sun. However, even if they knew it in advance, it would be of no avail.

"Go back first, find the military saint to set up the formation, and then gather the power of a hundred saints to try again."

The Mohist Saint said in a deep voice.

The Yin-Yang Saint nodded slightly, and then everyone did not stay here for long. Every moment they stayed was torture and exhausting.

Soon after they returned, they immediately summoned all the saints and told them about the Red Flame Immortal Sword in Shen Yang.

Afterwards, under the leadership of the Military Saint, all the saints formed a formation, superimposed their holy domains on each other, and dived towards the depths of Shenyang.

The core of the army selected this time is Saint Mitian. Among all the saints, his strength is one of the stronger ones. Even the Source Ancestor is quite respectful to him.

With the blessing of the military formation, Saint Mitian felt an unprecedentedly strong power, powerful beyond imagination. He felt that in his current state, if he met Yuanzu again, he would not be afraid even if the other party was holding the Seven Tribulations Emperor Weapon.

As he got closer to the Scarlet Flame Immortal Sword, Saint Mi Tian soon felt a strong sense of oppression. His face changed slightly, and his extreme state was revealed. He burst out with all his strength and then walked to the side of the Scarlet Flame Immortal Sword.

A light flashed in his eyes, and he grasped the Scarlet Flame Immortal Sword. The scarlet flame on the hilt immediately attached to his arm, and soon, a force that ignored the holy realm invaded him.

His arm was burning, including the soul inside his arm. The severe pain directly affected his soul, and even a saint was sweating coldly from the pain.

He gritted his teeth and tried hard to pull out the sword.

But as he exerted force, the sword was firmly embedded in the red stone, not moving at all. Instead, the hilt itself seemed to tremble slightly.

Bang!
Just this slight tremor caused the arm of Saint Mitian to explode.

"not good!"

Saint Mitian's face suddenly changed and he quickly retreated. The flames around the sword were chasing him like a fire dragon.

Upon seeing this, the other saints took action one after another, blocking the power of the fire dragon for a moment, and Saint Mitian also took this opportunity to retreat a hundred feet away from the sword.

"It cannot be pulled out. The sword was previously dormant and just seems to have been awakened."

Saint Mitian had an ugly look on his face. He didn't expect that even with the combined power of hundreds of saints and himself being the most supreme saint, he couldn't even draw out a sword. This was too terrifying.

"This sword is most likely not a magical weapon, but some more terrifying weapon."

Feng Boping saw this scene and said solemnly.

“Let Lord Haotian try again later. If such a powerful weapon can be mastered, it will be even more powerful.” Yin Yang Saint said in a deep voice.

The saints looked at each other and retreated from here one after another, not staying here to waste their energy.

When they returned to the holy land, Feng Boping looked at Li Hao, and saw that he was still thinking with his eyes closed, so he did not disturb him. Now all hopes rested on Li Hao.

……

In Shen Yang, Li Hao closed his eyes and thought repeatedly in his mind how to carve out wind and water.

He seemed to be in a trance, thinking about all the carving methods he had mastered, but without exception, he was unable to do any of them.

How should the wind carve, how should the water carve?
Li Hao has mastered the ten art of painting. He can use the heaven and earth as a painting scroll to embellish the world.

The tenth level of cooking can use the heaven and earth as a furnace to stew all things in the world.

In Li Hao's impression, the same should be true for carving.

Carve everything in the world. Everything can be carved.

But now, with just wind and water, he felt helpless. He couldn't even carve this, let alone carve a cover that could cover the holy land and stand in this divine sun for more than ten years.

Carving, carving... Li Hao's eyes were dazed, and many thoughts flashed through his mind.

He could use holy blood as ink to dye the sky red, so why couldn't he change to a carving knife?

Thinking of this, Li Hao's heart suddenly shook, as if he was touched. He hurriedly grasped this ray of light, concentrated his thoughts, and his eyes suddenly became brighter and brighter, until four words suddenly emerged in his mind, like a revelation, making him feel suddenly enlightened.

What a coincidence!

The core of sculpture is carving, which must be meticulously carved.

But the highest level of sculpture is that which is natural and beautiful.

A carved tree will never be as good as a real tree!
And does a real tree grow by itself? Isn't it carved by the heaven and earth and time?

Carving this knife...can be time, can be space, can be everything!
Li Hao suddenly realized that this was the true meaning of sculpture.

After realizing this, the difficulties I encountered before suddenly disappeared.

How to carve out the wind?

The wind is in the breath.

How to carve out water?

Water is everywhere when it is splashed!
In front of Li Hao, a prompt suddenly popped up:
[You have realized the state of mind of carving: transcendence into sainthood! ]

Li Hao's carving path broke through the bottleneck of the ninth level at this moment and was promoted to the tenth level!
Countless pieces of information emerged, but Li Hao's state of mind was clearer and calmer than ever before. This sudden realization, in addition to breaking through the ninth level of the Dao of Carving and entering the tenth level, the true meaning of the Dao of Carving also gave him some understanding of the Dao of the Sword. This was not an understanding brought about by adding points, but an integration of the true meaning of carving with the Dao of the Sword itself.

In other words, this carving technique itself can be used in combat.

Everything can be turned into a carving knife, so can a sword.

Li Hao raised his hand, and a large amount of flames gathered. He did not carve, he gathered them, which was carving. This kind of carving had no traces, which was beyond the common people's understanding of carving. But it was just like the realm that Li Hao was in at the moment, great skill without effort. This was his holy way of carving, and no traces of carving could be seen!

The flame flow can resist the flame flow, and what Li Hao needs to do is to gather the flame flow, make it more concentrated, form a wall, a fortress, covering the holy land and Jiuzhou Fairy Island.

Whoosh!
Li Hao stepped into the ultimate realm of immortality, and the speed of gathering the flame flow became faster and faster. Soon, a wall of flame flow formed in the void.

Li Hao placed it across the holy land, blocking the gap in the immortal ruins, and instantly isolated the chaotic flames outside.

"What is Lord Haotian doing?"

Inside the holy land, all the saints and Feng Bo and others were surprised to see Li Hao's actions, and soon they were shocked to find that Li Hao was actually blocking the gap in the immortal ruins.

The condensed wall of flames did not release destructive force inward, but instead became a thick shield to block the flames.

"It seems that Lord Haotian has found a solution."

"Using the flame current to block the flame current, this method is too clever!"

"Great! In this way, as long as the flames don't dissipate, they can be blocked for at least a thousand years."

All the saints were surprised and admired.

They all knew that Li Hao was a gifted genius, but now they saw it again face to face.

At this time, Li Hao integrated the many insights of the tenth stage of carving, and the speed of condensing flames around him became faster. Soon, walls of flames were formed, blocking the gaps in the ruins of immortal gods.

At the same time, Li Hao carved out a huge cover to cover the entire immortal ruins. In this way, it was equivalent to double protection, which could at least ensure that it would not dissipate for ten thousand years.

After finishing all this, Li Hao felt relieved. At the same time, the calmness he had previously experienced while immersing himself in carving turned into excitement.

He didn't expect that he would have an epiphany this time, allowing his carving state of mind to break through and reach a state of mind that transcends the ordinary and becomes a saint.

This was his third transcendent state of mind, which meant that he could improve his swordsmanship to the tenth level!

If he reaches the tenth level in the swordsmanship, it is equivalent to the third sacrifice of the swordsmanship, and after reaching the tenth level in the swordsmanship, his swordsmanship will be qualitatively improved!
Li Hao did not hesitate and directly embedded this extraordinary state of mind into the way of the sword.

Then, choose to add points!

[Your swordsmanship has been upgraded to the tenth level]

Following the prompts on the panel, a large amount of sword-fighting insights came to him. Li Hao closed his eyes and sat quietly in the divine sun. He seemed to be completely unaffected by the burning flames around him, and his mind was completely immersed in the absorption of sword-fighting insights.

On his panel, many sword techniques were rapidly transforming and rising to a deeper level.

Only my sword art has truly reached the state of sainthood at this moment.

Rumble~~!

Suddenly, a dull thunder sounded above Li Hao's head.

Li Hao was shocked. How could this Shen Yang actually attract a thunder tribulation?

At this time, all the saints in the ruins of immortal gods also heard faint thunder, and then saw the flames above Li Hao's head disperse, revealing swirling lightning inside, as well as a mighty divine power.

All the saints are very familiar with this scene; this is the thunder tribulation that leads to sainthood!
"Hao Tian Zun, has he attracted another thunder tribulation?"

“Isn’t he a saint?”

"What, what's going on?"

The saints were stunned and couldn't believe it.

The faces of several great saints, such as Mingsheng and some old saints of the Three Disasters, changed as they understood the reason.

“It’s the sacrifice to the Tao! Only the sacrifice to the Tao can bring about the thunder tribulation of becoming a saint multiple times!” said the Mohist Saint, with shock in his eyes.

Offering sacrifices to the Way is the most difficult path to becoming a saint. Not only has Li Hao walked this path once, but now he is offering sacrifices to the Way again?
Hearing the words of the Mohist Saint, the other saints were stunned and felt their scalps tingling.

At this moment, Li Hao secretly cried out that something was wrong. He acted quickly and rushed into the thunder tribulation.

"Disappear quickly!"

Li Hao raised a broken immortal sword and suddenly slashed it out, piercing through the thunder tribulation.

This sword was his egocentric sword art, it was extremely fast and carried the aura of annihilation, it directly flattened the newly condensed thundercloud!
The mighty power of heaven in the thundercloud was also dispersed by this sword and disappeared without a trace.

Li Hao was eager to destroy the thunderclouds, but he was worried that the movement here would leave a flaw and be detected by the True Immortal Ancient Demon.

Looking at the newly condensed thundercloud being defeated by Li Hao's sword, the saints were a little stunned. This way of overcoming the tribulation once again made them feel eye-opening.

But some of them suddenly reacted, and immediately praised Li Hao for his meticulous thinking, and also understood Li Hao's intention.

As the thunderclouds dissipated, the thunder tribulation was considered to have passed. Li Hao suddenly felt that his swordsmanship became more transparent and his cultivation seemed to have improved, but not as obvious as the first time he sacrificed himself.

Li Hao did not linger. He swept out his spiritual sense and quietly got out of Shenyang. He checked outside and found that there was no breath leakage. He breathed a sigh of relief and then came to the ruins of the immortals and gods and landed above the holy mountain.

"Everyone, I'm going to find the ancient demon."

Li Hao glanced at Feng Lao and others, and saw that Ren Qianqian, Li Yuanzhao and others were also looking at him anxiously, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Hao Tianzun, don't worry. We found a divine sword that is suspected to be a fairy weapon. Maybe you can pull it out and use it."

Mingsheng shouted hurriedly.

Feng Boping also immediately said: "That's right, but that sword is very dangerous."

Li Hao was a little stunned, then his eyes lit up and he asked, "Where?"

"In the depths of Shenyang."

"Walk."

Li Hao immediately said, "Lead the way."

Now that the True Immortal Ancient Demon was outside slaughtering, eating, and practicing, Li Hao didn't want to delay for a moment.

The famous saints and others immediately led the way for Li Hao, and also brought the military saint, and selected hundreds of saints to accompany Li Hao to the depths of Shenyang.

As soon as he arrived here, Li Hao saw a magic sword inserted in the red soil, exuding terrible power.

Li Hao's eyes narrowed, but he showed joy in his heart. This sword did not look like an imperial weapon.

"Hao'er, be careful."

The storm is over.

The Military Saint began to deploy the formation, 108 saints formed the formation, with Li Hao as the center of the formation.

Li Hao once again felt the surging power that was infused into him. Since the saints could treat it so carefully, this sword must be extremely extraordinary.

Li Hao was not careless either. He displayed all his strength and walked towards the sword.

As he got closer, Li Hao suddenly felt a terrible aura, and he could vaguely feel that the sword had a vague consciousness and seemed to be asleep.

Soon, Li Hao walked in front of the sword.

He raised his hand to grasp the hilt of the sword, and immediately felt an unimaginable burning sensation piercing his palm. At the same time, the red flames around the sword all enveloped him.

But Li Hao's strength was tremendous, dozens of times that of a famous saint or other supreme saints. He relied on this powerful strength to block the red flame.

Li Hao pulled hard, but found that it seemed to be integrated with the red soil and did not move at all.

His face changed slightly, and he burst out with all his strength. He immediately felt the sword in his hand shake slightly. At the same time, a terrible will came straight at him.

That will ignored the holy way and the powerful force around Li Hao, and directly slashed into Li Hao's sea of ​​consciousness.

As Li Hao had just offered his sacrifice, the sword intent of the only self in his sea of ​​consciousness seemed to be stimulated and rushed out to collide with this will.

Li Hao's body flew backwards, his palms were charred, and his sea of ​​consciousness was shaking.

In just a moment, Li Hao was seriously injured.

But fortunately, the sacrificial sword intent that had just condensed in his sea of ​​consciousness resisted that will.

Li Hao's eyes darkened as he looked at the sword in horror. He had seen Nangong Jian's sword and it was an immortal weapon, but it was definitely not as terrifying as the sword in front of him.

This is most likely not a magical weapon, but a more terrifying weapon!

He only shook it a little bit, but it triggered such a terrifying will. This was definitely not a weapon that he could control with his current strength.

"Failed?"

When the saints saw this scene, they were all stunned. They thought there was hope when they saw Li Hao approach the sword so easily, but they didn't expect the situation to change drastically in the blink of an eye.

Li Hao took a deep breath and said, "This sword is not something we can control right now. I doubt even a True Immortal can control it."

His words were extremely shocking, and all the saints were stunned, but they did not doubt Li Hao's words.

They also felt the horror of this sword.

"Now what?"

"Such a valuable treasure, but we can only look at it but not use it?"

The saints looked at each other, then looked at Li Hao with worry in their eyes.

The point was not that he could not use this treasure, but that Li Hao was going to have a decisive battle with the True Immortal Ancient Demon, and the extra hope he had previously expected disappeared again.

Li Hao took a quick glance and saw what they were thinking, but he was not discouraged.

"It's okay. Even without this sword, I can still be confident this time."

Li Hao took a deep breath and led everyone back to the holy land. He untied the military formation and said, "Wait for my good news. If something unexpected happens, you can stay here for at least 10,000 years. With such a long time, someone will definitely come to this world. Otherwise, the situation in the real world may be extremely bad."

After hearing Li Hao's instructions, all the saints felt heavy-hearted.

"You must come back alive, or I will come after you!"

Feng Boping stared at Li Hao and said seriously.

Li Hao knew what Feng Lao meant, smiled and said, "I will definitely come back!"

"You have to stay alive. I believe you can win!"

Lin Qingying walked in front of Li Hao. The woman's eyes were red and swollen, but there were no tears at the moment, as they were all wiped away.

Li Hao nodded slightly, then looked at Ren Qianqian, Li Yuanzhao, the Sword Master and others, and felt the heavy expectations and worries on him from their eyes.

Li Hao didn't say anything else. He took a deep breath, said goodbye to everyone, and turned to leave Shen Yang.

"Hao'er..."

He Jianlan watched the young man's back as he left. In a trance, she seemed to see the young man walking out of the God General's Mansion, and felt heartbroken.

The many people who came to seek refuge from the Holy Land and the Kyushu Fairy Island were all silent.

Many of Dayu's people recognized Li Hao as the only celestial general in Dayu's dynasty for thousands of years. He was an existence they often talked about and was revered and looked up to by countless children. It was said that he had never been defeated. In this battle, he was fighting against an unprecedented immortal god, an existence beyond the mortal world. Could he win?

(End of this chapter)