The Name of Eternity.

Chapter 442 Return, the First Person in the Universe

"Have you thought about it?"

At this time, the beautiful and cold-looking woman's eyebrows became even more impatient, and she said, "Don't be ungrateful. Nowadays, cultivation resources in the real world are scarce. One hundred immortal stones are not a small amount. It is useless for you to keep this body. With your skills, you can't refine it at all. You can only let it decay and waste it in vain."

"Would you use the bones of your relatives to make pills?"

Feng Boping asked in a cold voice with a livid face.

The beautiful woman's colorful skirt fluttered gently, just like her expression, but her eyes were still cold: "If the body had such an effect, I would have broken it into pieces to make soup!"

"..."

Hearing this, Feng Bo and others' eyelids twitched and they were speechless. They had seen cruel people before, but they had never seen anyone as cruel as this.

However, they did not intend to compete with the other party in ruthlessness. Feng Boping said in a deep voice:

"You are you, and we are us. Even if you give us a thousand or ten thousand immortal stones, we will not sell it. Don't try to rob him. He is the strongest among us in the universe, and he has countless believers. If you rob him by force, countless people in the universe will spit on you."

"Spit? Will it work?"

The young man in the silver robe sneered.

Feng Boping was silent for a moment, then said, "I know it's useless to spit on you, but I thought you would have some shame."

"Are you looking for death?"

The young man in the silver robe suddenly said angrily.

"It seems that you are stubborn and unyielding. If that's the case, don't blame me for being merciless and giving you a useless opportunity."

The cold and beautiful woman shook her head and spoke with a hint of regret and sigh.

Feng Boping and others' faces suddenly changed. They felt a chill running down their spines.

Saint Mitian said hurriedly: "Three, wait a moment, let us think about it, okay? You don't want to take risks, right? Even if the entire holy land is destroyed, don't forget that there are also evildoers in our heavens who have left and are heading for the real world. If they come back and learn about this, they will also cause trouble for you."

"Humph, if you hadn't considered this, with your dithering attitude, would you still have a chance to catch your breath?"

The young man in the silver neon robe snorted coldly, speaking without disguising his true feelings, with disdain and murderous intent in his eyes. It was obvious that deep down in his heart, he did not take these saints in the pseudo-world in front of him seriously.

Feng Bo and others looked unhappy, but they knew that what the other party said was the truth, so they just said what was in their heart without any scruples.

Saint Mitian said in a voice transmission: "Let's delay for a while. Send out orders quickly to find other forces to see if there are any forces in the real world willing to help. Just tell them that Saint Tiansheng, Origin Ancestor, and God King are close friends of ours, and use their reputation to get them to help."

"Do we need to transfer the people in the holy land out first?"

Another saintly disciple of Saint Mitian asked.

The Sword Master responded in a deep voice: "If we let the rest of the Holy Land retreat quietly, even if only a small number of people retreat, these True Immortals will be aware of it. They are probably already paying close attention to everything going on in the Holy Land."

"That's right. The spiritual perception of this True Immortal is beyond our imagination. We can't take risks and can't anger them. Now we can only delay!"

Saint Mitian replied.

Feng Boping clenched his fists and let them discuss it, knowing that they would all make the right decision.

At this moment, he just felt sadness and pain in his heart, because of his weakness, now he couldn't even protect Li Hao's body.

"If they insist on taking action, you go and I will stay."

After Saint Mitian took charge of the situation and arranged for people to notify other forces from the Real World that came to the Real World to recruit, Feng Boping suddenly said.

Hearing his words, Saint Mitian's face changed, and he said angrily: "Don't be impulsive!"

“It’s not an impulse.”

Feng Boping felt the anger in the words of his former mentor, and his heartstrings trembled slightly as he thought of the scene when he was expelled from the sect for crying out for injustice. But now, that last trace of his presence had dissipated like smoke.

Although he could not reconcile with Saint Mitian and continue their relationship as master and disciple, he no longer hated him at all.

"It was not easy for that child to come this far. He didn't even have a few years of happy time. He was still so young. He guarded the Divine Dynasty in the human world and the entire world in the heavens. He sacrificed for the heavens. How could I watch his body being destroyed?"

Feng Boping's eyes showed deep murderous intent and madness, and he said, "Don't worry about me. If I die, Lie Tiansheng will definitely avenge me! My death will not be in vain. I explored a forbidden area in my early years and obtained a forbidden technique. With my current power in the Holy Realm, even if they are immortal gods, I will never let them have an easy time. Even if I die, I will pester them and steal a gap in their Tao hearts! ”

Hearing his words that expressed his extremely suppressed anger, everyone fell silent.

Saint Mitian stared at his disciple in a daze, but his heart seemed to be pulled up. He knew the deeper reason, that is, he expelled this disciple in the past on the charge of theft, and he was infamous in the heavens. Even though he became a saint after the storm, he still regarded himself as a thief saint, and his reputation among many saints was not good.

It was hard to make true friends with such a reputation, and that child might be his closest and most sincere friend.

For this, he could even die.

But at the beginning, I broke their hearts for a magic pill...

The Sword Master fell silent and said nothing.

It's not that he didn't have the courage to die, but he didn't have the forbidden technique like Feng Boping. He knew that it would be in vain if he stayed and he couldn't pose any threat to the three True Immortals.

He wants to survive. Only by surviving can he practice hard and seek revenge!
He has been fishing for ten thousand years, and also relaxing for ten thousand years, and he has already reached the bottleneck in swordsmanship. But at this moment, he is eager to become stronger than ever before!
Originally, he didn't care about going to the real world, and he didn't have such a deep obsession with becoming an immortal god, but at this moment, he had an almost crazy belief, that is, he must become a true immortal, and become the most powerful true immortal in the world!

Even, surpass the True Immortals and the Immortal Kings, and become a big man who can dominate himself!
At the beginning, his master in the sect was very optimistic about him and intended to pass on the Sword Ancestor Holy Land to him.

But he was obsessed with swords and too obsessed with it. He had no interest in managing the holy land and handed it over to others. He had an unparalleled talent in swordsmanship, but he had made no progress in swordsmanship for many years.

In the heavens, he has pushed the path of swordsmanship to the extreme and he has already surpassed his master. But if he goes to the real world, where there are higher swordsmanship and a wider world, he believes that he will definitely be able to catch up with the monsters running ahead.

He never believed in external things. He only believed in the sword in his hand and the true heart reflected by the sword light!
The sword will not deceive him, and neither will the blade!

"Have you guys had enough chatting?"

The three True Immortals were all aware of the voice transmission from Feng Bo and others. They could see the power fluctuations of the voice transmission clearly, but they could not hear what was being communicated. They just thought it was the discussion that Saint Mi Tian mentioned.

Hearing the urging of the beautiful woman in the colorful skirt, Saint Mitian's face changed slightly. He suppressed his anger but showed a flattering smile and said:
"Not yet. This corpse is the corpse of the strongest among us. It is a matter of great importance. We still have to think about how to give an explanation to the heavens. If the corpse is missing, it will be known sooner or later."

"His body is indeed strong. He can condense it to such a level in this shabby place of yours. He can be called a physical monster."

The young man in silver armor and rainbow robe nodded slightly, obviously acknowledging the strength of this body. Even in the real world, being able to cultivate a body to a level comparable to that of a six-tribulation imperial weapon is relatively rare among saints. These are all geniuses from large sects who have been cultivated with numerous body-building immortal medicines to achieve this.

"But isn't the strongest among you the True Immortal who left earlier?"

“He broke through later.”

Saint Mitian hurriedly explained.

"Don't say these useless things. You must give us an answer now, immediately."

The cold and beautiful woman in the colorful skirt said impatiently.

Saint Mitian was about to apologize with a smile and continue to delay time, but the cold and beautiful woman in colorful skirt interrupted him after hearing what he said. She snorted coldly, and the void suddenly shook. A tremendous force like a mountain hitting Saint Mitian's chest suddenly.

With a bang, the Dao domain of Saint Mitian exploded instantly. The force was invisible and irresistible, and it directly crushed his body, breaking his bones. It seemed that with a little more force, a hole could be pierced through his body.

"Stop talking nonsense and just tell me whether you agree or not!" said the cold and beautiful woman in the colorful skirt angrily.

"Master."

Feng Boping subconsciously said hurriedly, and supported Saint Mitian.

The faces of the others also changed. They didn't see clearly how the cold and beautiful woman in the colorful skirt made her move.

……

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The forbidden area of ​​Tianhuai Emperor's Palace.

Outside the Zhenzun Tower, Li Hao stood in the void. The Zhenzun Tower shrank, and then in the eyes of Mingsheng and others, it turned into the size of a black needle and sank into Li Hao's body.

At the same time, in Li Hao's soul, the towering body of the Zhenzun Tower emerged, enveloping Li Hao's soul.

Li Hao immediately felt that his soul was like bathing in a hot spring. The gentle power coming from all directions continuously nourished his soul.

He was amazed that the Zhenzun Tower had such an effect.

"When you become my direct disciple, you will know the true use of the Zhenzun Tower. It is a divine imperial weapon!"

The voice of the God sounded in Li Hao's mind.

"When your soul is threatened, the Zhenzun Tower will protect you, but you should not take the initiative to provoke some powerful enemies. After all, those powerful enemies may have other strange attacks besides soul attacks."

"clear."

Li Hao nodded.

"I'm free now. Goodbye. I'm going to go to the real world first."

The God said, his voice gradually faded away, as if he could no longer wait.

After the god left, Li Hao returned to the cushion. At this time, Wang Lao had already returned with Lin Sheng, Hua Sheng, You Sheng and others.

He glanced at the Zhenzun Tower that disappeared in the distance, and seemed to have understood that Li Hao had inherited it. He only asked, "Is the Zun Shen gone?"

"Ah."

Wang Shanhe nodded slightly, as if he knew where the Venerable God was going. He said, "Then everyone, let's go back to the heavens first."

"it is good."

Everyone nodded, with some excitement in their eyes.

Originally, they thought they were going to die when they entered the depths of the Double Seam Demon Valley, but they didn't expect to find an unexpected inheritance here. Although they didn't get the inheritance now, they can finally go back.

"I don't know what the situation is like outside now."

"Does anyone in my Nanxiang Divine Dynasty still remember me?"

"I will now hunt down all those who forced me to this place in the past!"

Everyone's eyes were flickering with urgency; some wanted to go back for revenge, and some wanted to go back to see someone.

Now, they have all become saints here, and when they come to the heavens again, they are no longer the same as before.

Li Hao was also looking forward to it. He wondered how Old Feng and the others were doing. Five years had passed, and the incense was still burning. This showed that the saints did not disappoint his expectations and filled the gap for the heavens.

"Let's go."

Wang Lao nodded slightly and said, "When you leave here, you must remember that the Immortal Curse will also remind you. When you unconsciously touch upon revealing Haotian's identity, it will also warn you. But if you ignore the warning, you can't blame anyone."

Everyone's eyes were startled and they looked at Li Hao without saying anything.

They knew that once they left this place, there would be an unbridgeable gap between them and this young man.

"Is there any place you want to go? I can come directly."

Wang Lao looked at Li Hao and said, his eyes full of doting.

Li Hao's eyes lit up slightly, and without any hesitation, he directly transmitted the projection of the holy land he built to Wang Lao.

Wang Lao received it, closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them and said, "Let's go."

He raised his hand and the void in front of him broke, and a dark passage appeared.

As a being at the level of Immortal King, he resides in this forbidden land. His spiritual consciousness can cover the entire heavens and he can do whatever he wants.

But he never did so, nor did he peek outside.

What stopped him was never strength, but the great figure in his heart that was as inviolable as a towering mountain.

After opening the passage, Mr. Wang casually pushed Li Hao and others in.

Li Hao only felt a gentle breeze blowing on his face, and the vision in front of him was dark, but as light emerged, familiar smells and scents soon emerged at the same time.

It’s like returning to spring, with flowers in my hometown blooming and the fragrance filling the air.

That was his deepest longing.

However, when Li Hao opened his eyes, he heard an angry voice:

"Don't talk nonsense, just say whether you agree or not!"

Li Hao looked up and saw three true immortal figures standing above the holy land with disdainful eyes.

The figure in the middle has the strongest aura and is the most reserved. He looks middle-aged.

But the two True Immortals next to them exuded an aura of power, which was enough to suppress ordinary people on the entire Holy Mountain and make them tremble and have difficulty breathing. Those below the Wen Dao realm would become numb and unable to move.

Even a saint may not be able to remain calm under this divine power.

At the same time, Li Hao looked around and immediately saw familiar figures.

Old Feng, the Sword Master, Saint Mi Tian, ​​and Lin Qingying, Chi Guang and others on the ground.

However, their cultivation was too low. At this moment, they were all pale, with anger in their eyes, and their bodies were shaking uncontrollably. Their bodies were instinctively filled with fear.

"What do you want to promise?"

Li Hao spoke. His voice was soft and calm, but it exuded an unquestionable majesty.

His indifferent voice came out lightly, but it radiated into the ears of the three True Immortals, as well as the ears of Feng Boping and others, until it spread throughout the entire Holy Mountain.

Although he didn't know what was going on, Li Hao already felt murderous in his heart because Feng Lao and the others were so angry and threatening in his own holy mountain.

(End of this chapter)