Chapter 441: Return, The Strongest in the Myriad Realms
"Have you made your decision?"
At this moment, the cold and stunning woman's expression became even more impatient. She said, "Don't be ungrateful. Resources for cultivation in the True Realm are scarce, and a hundred celestial stones are not a small amount. This body of flesh is of no use to you. With your skills, you can't refine it, and you will only let it decay and waste away."
"Would you use your own family's bones to refine pills?"
Feng Boping asked coldly, his face ashen.
The woman's colorful skirt fluttered lightly, mirroring her indifferent demeanor. But her gaze remained sharp and cold. "If this body had such effects, I would have smashed it to brew soup already!"
"..."
Hearing this, Feng Boping and the others twitched their eyelids, unable to speak for a moment. They had seen ruthlessness, but nothing like this.
However, they had no intention of trying to outdo the others in cruelty. Feng Boping spoke with a suppressed tone:
"You are you, and we are us. Even if you offer us a thousand or ten thousand celestial stones, we will not sell. Don't try to take it by force. He is the strongest in the Myriad Realms, worshiped by countless beings. If you try to take him by force, the countless people of the Myriad Realms will spit on you."
"Spit on us? What good will that do?"
The silver-robed youth scoffed.
Feng Boping fell silent for a moment before replying, "I know spitting won't do anything, but I thought you might still have some dignity."
"Are you looking for death?"
The silver-robed youth's eyes burned with fury.
"It seems that you are as stubborn as you are. Since you refuse to take the opportunity, don't blame us for being merciless," the cold woman said, shaking her head with what seemed like a hint of regret, as if lamenting the situation.
Feng Boping and the others' faces changed drastically as a chilling sense of danger swept over them, making their spines tingle.
Mie Tian Shengren quickly said, "Three, please wait a moment. Allow us to discuss this further. Surely you don't want to risk everything, even if it means destroying the entire Holy Land. But remember, there are prodigies among the Myriad Realms who may step out and head for the True Realm. If they return and learn of this, it will cause you great trouble."
"Hmph. If it weren't for that, do you think your slow attitude would have left you any chance to breathe?"
The silver-robed youth snorted coldly, his eyes filled with disdain and killing intent. Clearly, from the bottom of his heart, he did not regard this group of Saint-level beings from the Myriad Realms as anything of importance.
Feng Boping and the others' faces turned grim, but they knew the youth was speaking the truth. He had openly expressed what they were all thinking, without any consideration for politeness.
Mie Tian Shengren sent a mental transmission, "Let's delay them for a bit longer. You must send orders to look for other forces. See if any True Realm factions are willing to assist. Mention that Huang Tian Sheng, Yuan Zu, and Shen Wang are all close allies of ours. Use their names to help gather support."
"Should we evacuate the people from the Holy Land?"
One of Mie Tian Shengren's disciples asked.
The Swordmaster responded in a low voice, "If we secretly evacuate the others from the Holy Land, even if we move only a few, these True Immortals will surely notice. They are most likely already watching every move within the Holy Land."
"That's right. The sensory abilities of True Immortals exceed what we can imagine. We cannot take risks or provoke them. For now, we can only delay!"
Mie Tian Shengren replied.
Feng Boping clenched his fists, letting them continue discussing. He knew they would make the right decisions.
Right now, all he could feel was sorrow and pain, because of his own weakness. Now, he couldn't even protect Li Hao's corpse.
"If they insist on making a move, you all leave. I will stay."
After Mie Tian Shengren made arrangements to contact the True Realm factions, Feng Boping suddenly spoke.
Upon hearing this, Mie Tian Shengren's face changed, his tone turning angry, "Don't be impulsive!"
"It's not impulsive."
Feng Boping sensed the anger in his former master's words. His heart trembled slightly, recalling the time when he was unjustly expelled from the sect. But now, even that last trace of resentment had dissipated like smoke.
Though they could not mend their bond and restore their master-disciple relationship, Feng Boping no longer harbored hatred.
"That child has had such a difficult path. He never got to enjoy a few years of happiness. He was stationed in the mortal world, guarding the divine dynasty, and in the Myriad Realms, guarding the entire world. He sacrificed himself for the Myriad Realms. How can I just watch his body be desecrated?"
A deep killing intent and madness appeared in Feng Boping's eyes as he continued, "Don't worry about me. If I die, Huang Tian Sheng will avenge me! I won't die in vain. I once explored a forbidden place and obtained a forbidden technique. With my current strength in the Saint realm, even if they are celestial beings, I will never let them off easily. Even if I die, I will haunt them, taking a piece of their hearts and exploiting their weaknesses!"
Upon hearing Feng Boping's suppressed anger, the others fell into silence.
Mie Tian Shengren stared at his disciple, his heart seeming to be twisted painfully. He knew the deeper reason behind Feng Boping's resolve. It was because, long ago, he had expelled his disciple in the name of theft, scattering the Myriad Realms. Even though Feng Boping had ascended to the Saint realm, his reputation as a thief among the Saints was far from good.
With such a reputation, it was hard to make true friends. That child might have been his closest and most sincere friend.
For that reason, he could die for him.
And back then, all of this pain had been caused by his own actions—he had broken their hearts over a single pill.
The Swordmaster remained silent, not saying a word.
He did not lack the courage to die, but he did not possess the forbidden technique like Feng Bo Ping. He knew that staying behind would be a futile death, incapable of posing any threat to these three True Immortals.
He wanted to live, because only by living could he cultivate desperately and seek revenge!
He had been fishing for ten thousand years and enjoying leisure for ten thousand years. He had long reached the peak of the Sword Path, but at this moment, he felt an unprecedented desire to grow stronger!
Before, he had not cared about going to the True Realm, nor was he deeply obsessed with becoming an Immortal God. But now, at this very moment, he had a nearly maddened belief—he must become a True Immortal, the strongest True Immortal in the world!
Even beyond the True Immortal, surpassing the Immortal Kings, he wanted to become someone who could control his own fate!
When he was in his sect, his master had greatly favored him and intended to pass down the Sword Ancestor Sacred Land to him.
But he had been so obsessed with the sword, so infatuated, that he had no interest in managing the Sacred Land. He handed it over willingly. He had unparalleled talent in the Sword Path, but for many years, he had made no progress in it.
In the Heavens, the path of the sword had already been taken to its extreme. He had surpassed his master from back then, but if he went to the True Realm, where there were even higher Sword Immortal techniques and a broader world, he believed he could definitely catch up with the monstrous geniuses running ahead.
He had never believed in external forces; he only believed in the sword in his hand, and the true heart reflected in the sword's light!
The sword would never deceive him, and the sword's edge would never betray him!
"Are you done talking?"
Feng Bo Ping and the others' voice transmission had been noticed by the three True Immortals. They clearly saw the fluctuations of the voice transmission, but could not hear the contents. They assumed it was just a discussion as the Mi Tian Saint had said.
Upon hearing the cold voice of the woman in the colorful dress urging them, Mi Tian Saint's face slightly changed. He suppressed his anger, but forced a smile and said,
"Not yet. This body belongs to the strongest among us in the Heavens, and it's a matter of great importance. We need to think of how to explain this to the Heavens. If the body is missing, it will sooner or later be discovered."
"His physical body is indeed strong, to be cultivated to such an extent in your broken place. It's a perfect example of a body cultivator with monstrous talent."
The young man in silver armor with a rainbow robe slightly nodded. He clearly recognized the strength of this body. Even in the True Realm, it was rare to cultivate the body to a level comparable to a Six Calamity Emperor Weapon, and among the Saint-level figures, it was still quite rare. These were the monstrous talents of major sects who received numerous body-refining immortal medicines.
"But the strongest among the Heavens was the True Immortal who left earlier, wasn't it?"
"He broke through later."
Mi Tian Saint hurriedly explained.
"Stop saying useless things. Now, immediately, you must give us an answer."
The cold beauty in the colorful dress said impatiently.
Mi Tian Saint was about to smile and continue delaying, but before he could finish, the woman in the colorful dress interrupted him with a cold hum. Suddenly, the void shook, and a mighty force like a collapsing mountain slammed directly into Mi Tian Saint's chest.
With a thud, Mi Tian Saint's Dao domain instantly shattered. The force was invisible and unstoppable, directly crushing his body, causing his bones to break. It seemed that with just a little more force, his body would be pierced through.
"Stop wasting time, just tell us if you agree or not!"
The cold woman in the colorful dress said angrily.
"Master."
Feng Bo Ping hurriedly exclaimed, helping Mi Tian Saint.
The others' expressions changed drastically. They didn't even see how the woman in the colorful dress made her move.
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In the Forbidden Ground of the Tian Yang Imperial Palace.
Outside the True Venerable Tower, Li Hao stood in the void. The True Venerable Tower contracted, and then, in the eyes of Ming Sheng and the others, it shrank to the size of a black needle and entered Li Hao's body.
At the same time, within Li Hao's primordial spirit, the majestic tower of the True Venerable Tower appeared, enveloping his primordial spirit.
Li Hao immediately felt as if his primordial spirit was bathing in warm springs. Gentle energy from all directions continuously nourished his primordial spirit.
He was astonished. This True Venerable Tower had such an effect?
"Once you become a direct disciple, you will understand the true marvel of the True Venerable Tower. This is a divine class Emperor Artifact!"
The voice of the Zun Shen echoed in Li Hao's mind.
"When your primordial spirit faces a powerful threat, the True Venerable Tower will protect you. But do not actively provoke strong enemies. After all, those strong enemies may not only attack your primordial spirit but might have other strange attacks as well."
"Understood."
Li Hao nodded.
"I am free now. Farewell, I'll go to the True Realm first."
Zun Shen's voice slowly faded, as if he could not wait any longer.
Once Zun Shen left, Li Hao returned to the cushion. At this point, Wang Shan He had already led Lin Sheng, Hua Sheng, You Sheng, and the others back.
He glanced at the disappearing True Venerable Tower in the distance, seemingly understanding that Li Hao had inherited it. He asked, "Has Zun Shen left?"
"Yes."
Wang Shan He nodded slightly. As if knowing where Zun Shen was headed, he said, "Then everyone, let's return to the Heavens now."
"Alright."
Everyone nodded, their eyes showing a hint of excitement.
When they first entered the depths of the Twin-Slit Devil Valley, they had thought they were doomed to die. They never expected to find an unexpected inheritance here. Although they hadn't received the inheritance, at least they could return now.
"I wonder how things are outside now."
"Does anyone still remember me in the South Xiang Divine Dynasty?"
"The people who forced me to this point back then, I will find each one of them and settle the score!"
Everyone's eyes were filled with a flickering light, all of them carrying a sense of urgency. Some wanted to return to seek revenge, while others wanted to reunite with people.
Now, they had all cultivated to the Saint-level, and upon returning to the Heavens, they were no longer the same as before.
Li Hao also felt a sense of anticipation. He didn't know how Feng Lao and the others were doing, but after five years, if the incense had not gone out, it meant that the Saints had indeed not let him down and had closed the gaps for the Heavens.
"Let's go."
Wang Shan He nodded slightly and said, "Once we leave here, you must remember, the Immortal Curse will remind you. If you unconsciously reveal the identity of Hao Tian, it will give you a warning. But if you ignore that warning, you can't blame anyone else."
The group's expressions tightened as they glanced at Li Hao, but none of them spoke.
They knew that once they left this place, they would no longer be able to cross the great chasm that separated them from this young man.
"Is there anywhere you'd like to go? I can directly descend there."
Wang Shan He turned to Li Hao, his gaze filled with a hint of fondness.
Li Hao's eyes brightened. Without hesitation, he sent the projection of the Sacred Land he had built to Wang Shan He.
Wang Shan He received it, closed his eyes for a moment, and then opened them, saying, "Let's go."
He raised his hand and with a wave, the void in front of them shattered, revealing a pitch-black passage.
As a being in the Immortal King realm, residing under this Forbidden Ground, his divine sense could cover the entire Heavens, sweeping through with no restrictions.
But he had never done so, nor had he ever pried into the outside world.
It was never power that restrained him, but the presence of an inviolable, towering figure in his heart—an existence like an immense mountain that could never be touched.
Opening the passage, Wang Shan He casually waved his hand, sending Li Hao and the others into it.
Li Hao felt a gentle breeze brush his face. The scene before him was dark, but as light gradually emerged, familiar scents and feelings soon surrounded him.
It felt like returning to spring, with the flowers of his hometown blooming and their fragrance filling the air.
It was the deep yearning in his heart.
However, when Li Hao opened his eyes, he immediately heard an angry voice by his ear:
"Stop talking nonsense! Just tell me, yes or no!"
Li Hao looked up and saw three figures of True Immortals standing above the Sacred Land, their gazes condescending.
The figure in the middle had the strongest aura, yet it was the most restrained. It appeared to be a middle-aged man.
The two True Immortals beside him, however, radiated a powerful aura. The pressure from their Immortal power was so intense that it could make ordinary people on the entire Sacred Mountain tremble in fear, struggling to breathe. Anyone below the Dao Realm would feel numb and unable to move.
Even Saints, under such pressure, would not be able to stay calm.
At the same time, Li Hao's eyes swept over the crowd and immediately noticed several familiar figures.
Feng Lao, Sword Master, Mi Tian Saint, and on the ground, there were also Lin Qingying, Chi Guang, and others.
However, their cultivation was too weak. At this moment, their faces were pale, their eyes filled with anger, and their bodies were trembling uncontrollably, their instincts overwhelmed by fear.
"What do we need to agree to?"
Li Hao spoke, his voice soft yet calm, radiating an undeniable authority.
His indifferent voice echoed, light as a feather, but it resonated in the ears of the three True Immortals, as well as in the ears of Feng Bo Ping and the others, spreading throughout the entire Sacred Mountain.
Although he didn't know exactly what was going on, seeing Feng Lao and the others this furious and intimidated on his Sacred Mountain made Li Hao feel a growing sense of killing intent in his heart.