Seven days later, Ye Hao and the others arrived at Lieyang City.
This city was not considered big. It was said to be considered a border city of the Great Chu Empire.
Because of the Flaming Sun Mystic Realm, many geniuses would gather here every year.
The spiritual bird flapped its wings and directly landed in Scorching Sun City. There was a manor here that was specially responsible for receiving the disciples of the Holy Land.
Ye Hao was wearing a purple-gold robe, and his black hair hung loosely behind his head. Just by standing there, an invisible pressure was released.
"Outer Sect Deacon, Zhou Tong greets Your Highness the Holy Son!”An old man with white hair and beard, along with a dozen maids and guards, knelt on the ground and bowed respectfully to Ye Hao.
Ye Hao swept his gaze across the other party. From Zhou Tong's appearance, his strength was at the late stage of the Spirit Seed realm. However, his qi and blood were declining, and his potential was exhausted. He would probably stop at this level for the rest of his life.
"Get up!" Ye Hao waved his hand and said indifferently.
In the main hall of the manor, Ye Hao sat on the main seat by himself.
Below, Zhou Tong stood with a bow.
However, upon seeing him, Zhou Tong felt as if a terrifying primordial power was hibernating in his body. The terror he felt made Zhou Tong feel as if he was being targeted by an extremely powerful natural enemy.
He had seen people for many years and instantly knew that this Saint Child was definitely not simple.
Ye Hao sat on the main seat and was silent for a moment. Then, his deep voice suddenly sounded.
"There are only so few people in the manor of Scorching Sun City?”
His words were extremely calm, but as soon as they left his mouth, Zhou Tong's expression tightened.
However, before he could speak, he heard Ye Hao's words suddenly turn cold.
"Or do you guys not take me, the Saint Child, seriously at all? Hmm?"
"Buzz!"
A terrifying pressure like that of a prehistoric dragon bloomed from his body.
In the next moment, all the maids and guards knelt on the ground with a thud. Their bodies were shaking non-stop as they begged for mercy.
"Puff!"
Deacon Zhou Tong, who was in the lead, was the most severely injured. Not only did he fall to his knees, but he also spat out a mouthful of blood.
He kowtowed to Ye Hao in horror, and his forehead was badly mutilated.
"Holy Son, please spare my life. The other guards and maids have been taken to the City Lord's Mansion by the Phecda Sword Son.”As he kowtowed, Zhou Tong's lips trembled as he explained.
"Hmm? The Phecda Sword Son, Lu Yun?" Ye Hao raised his eyebrows and sneered. He was worried that he couldn't find him, but he didn't expect him to come to his door.
" That's right, it's Sword Son Lu Yun!" Zhou Tong was afraid that Ye Hao would kill him in a fit of anger, so he simply explained everything in detail,"The Phecda Sword Prince came over a few days ago. He heard that the legacy disciple of the Octoterra Grotto-Heaven, Xia Jie, was here to hold the Flaming Sun Banquet and invite geniuses from all over the world, so he brought people to help.”
"I see!" A sinister smile flashed across Ye Hao's mouth. He had rushed here a few days ago, and he was actually here to lead his disciples to the mystic realm.
If these were all coincidences, he would never believe it even if he was beaten to death.
"Alright, Lu Yun, it seems that you have a lot of ideas!”
Now that he knew this, Ye Hao was no longer in a hurry. He suddenly said,""When will the banquet be held?”
"Tonight!" Zhou Tong hurriedly said.
His gaze fell on Zhou Tong. This person was indeed too old, and his eyes were blurry. He couldn't even tell the severity of the matter.
Pa!“
Ye Hao raised his hand without any mercy and waved it. Immediately, an invisible force surged out and turned into a strong wind that swept towards Zhou Tong. Zhou Tong's expression changed when he saw this. However, before he could react, he let out a miserable cry and was sent flying.
Ye Hao quietly watched Zhou Tong's figure crash against the wall, without the slightest expression.
"Zhou Tong, the Phecda Sword Son died early and was in close contact with the people of the Octoterra Grotto-Heaven. Why didn't you report this situation earlier? Is your brain rusty?" His voice was filled with coldness.
Even though the Tianji Sword Son couldn't be provoked, not reporting the information would be a dereliction of duty.
"After the mystic realm ends, I'll remove you from your position as a deacon and return to the outer sect to reflect on your mistakes. Do you have any objections?”
Zhou Tong struggled to get up from the ground. Half of his face was already a bloody mess, but he did not dare to have the slightest objection. He could only kowtow and say,"Yes, Zhou Tong thanks Saint Child for your mercy!”
"Alright, you may leave!"
Waving his hand to dismiss everyone, Ye Hao suddenly said,""Elder Duan!"
"Saint Child, what are your orders?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Elder Duan's figure silently appeared beside Ye Hao and spoke in a deep voice.
"How strong is Xia Jie of the Octoterra Sacred Land?”Ye Hao asked.
Elder Duan thought for a moment and said," He should be at the initial stage of Chaoyuan Realm. The Octoterra Holy Land is specialized in fire-type cultivation techniques, and their explosive power isn't small. It's said that he's also competing for the position of Saint."”
"Saint Child, do you want it?"
Elder Duan's eyes flashed as he seemed to have guessed Ye Hao's intentions. He immediately spoke with uncertainty.
"Hmph, of course I'm going to meet this legacy disciple of the Octoterra Holy Land!”The corner of Ye Hao's mouth curled into a harmless smile, but there was a flash of coldness in that smile.
"Looks like I still have to spend my luck value!”Although he was confident in his own strength, Ye Hao had never fought a battle that he was not confident in. Moreover, if he wanted to fight, he would have to crush the entire arena.
Therefore, Ye Hao directly added points to his sword intent and Chaotic True Dragon Body.
Among them, he spent 2 million to upgrade the Ultimate Sword Heart to the Myriad Sword Heart. This was the last realm of the Sword Heart Realm.
It was the highest level that could be reached in the Venerate realm. Even many Sovereigns could not reach it.
And for Ye Hao, it was only two million luck value.
As for the Chaotic True Dragon Body, although it had not transformed to the third level, it had stepped into the Perfection Realm.
The current Ye Hao's physical strength could be said to be terrifying.
The blood essence in his body was like a surging river, surging like waves. Ye Hao was now a human-shaped tyrannosaurus.
In fact, he could even defeat Chao Yuan Realm cultivators with just his physical strength.
There was no suspense.
When everything was ready, Ye Hao taught Ye Qingxue cultivation techniques while waiting for night to fall.
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