"Rumble …"
On the scene, the sky and the earth were startled. The space was violently tumbling like a tsunami. The raging waves whistled and swept everything away. They were majestically pressing towards the exit of the ancient tomb. That kind of wave was like a flood, crashing towards a figure standing at the entrance of the ancient tomb.
He was wearing a green robe, standing at the entrance of the Ancient Tomb. His eyes were scarlet red, like a sea of blood. There was a peerless sharpness in his eyes, like the edge of a sword, piercing through the waves and sweeping everything in its path. He was like a stubborn rock, standing in the middle of the waves, unmoving. The scene was very shocking.
"How is this possible? How did he suddenly become so strong? What kind of secret technique is that?"
The experts outside were incomparably shocked. They were dumbfounded and couldn't recover from their shock.
A cowardly young man just a moment ago had transformed into a ferocious god from hell. That kind of ferocious aura made even the Great Saint experts feel somewhat fearful.
This kid will definitely become a great person.
A strange look flashed across the eyes of the experts from the other clans.
It wasn't a good thing for the Human Clan to have such a talented young man.
It would be best if he was killed here. That would be the best ending for them.
"This kid …"
Hao Tian had already retreated to the side, standing in front of Joan Of Arc and the others. A powerful aura spread out from his body, enveloping everyone. The rolling waves raged, and the sonic booms rang out. When the waves collided with the aura, they directly exploded, unable to get close to him.
"Could this be the inheritance given to him by the previous Master of the Void Martial Arts?"
Looking at Feng Hao, who was standing in the middle of the waves, Hao Tian's eyes flashed with a piercing light.
The previous Feng Hao definitely couldn't have such a powerful aura. He was sure of this. As for the Master of the Void Martial Arts, not to mention the ancient records of the other clans, even the ancient records of the Elysium only had a few sentences about him. In conclusion, the Master of the Void Martial Arts was a monstrous genius.
His heart couldn't calm down, but when he thought of that matter, his fluctuating emotions calmed down.
Eight Apertures.
In other words, Feng Hao still had to face the Heavenly Punishment before he could advance to the Sacred Level. Otherwise, he would be stuck here for the rest of his life.
That's right, based on the current situation, Feng Hao's natural talent was already unparalleled. It was likely that there weren't many in the same cultivation realm that could defeat him.
However, all of this was limited within the same realm.
If he didn't advance to the Sage Level, all these would be empty words. No matter how talented he was, any ordinary Sage could easily take his life.
This was the difference between Saints and mortals.
Everyone below the Saint realm was an ant. Even if this ant was extremely strong and had many tricks up his sleeves, how could he possibly escape from the palm of his hand?
This was a heavenly abyss. Since ancient times, no one had been able to cross it.
"Brother Hao …"
Joan Of Arc, Wan Xin, and Yan Qing clenched their fists. Their beautiful eyes were filled with worry.
Although Feng Hao might have obtained some kind of powerful inheritance in the ancient tomb, he was now facing a real member of the Immortal Organization.
The only one who remained calm was the white-robed woman.
She stood there quietly with a faint smile on her beautiful face. In her line of sight, there was only Fenghao's existence and nothing else.
She was not within Hao Tian's protection. Instead, she was standing a short distance away from Fenghao. The torrent-like aura surged over, but was scattered by the faint layer of milky white light around her body. The enormous torrent that could destroy mountains was not even able to lift the corner of her clothes.
She was still so otherworldly and extraordinary, as if she was really a descendant of an Immortal, untainted by the mortal world, and nothing in this world could affect her.
"She …"
With a glance, Hao Tian also discovered the existence of the white-robed woman. Suddenly, the expression on his face froze.
Even he couldn't be indifferent to such a tide, but the white-robed woman, who didn't have the slightest energy fluctuation, could directly ignore it.
After carefully sizing it up, a look of disbelief suddenly appeared in Hao Tian's eyes.
The reason was because of the milky white halo around the woman. The halo isolated everything, and external things couldn't hurt her.
"How is this possible?"
Even with his experience, he couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded.
This was beyond the scope of common sense.
Obviously, she was an ordinary person without the slightest energy fluctuation, but she could do such a shocking thing. It was against common sense.
Moreover, Hao Tian knew that the white-robed woman wasn't brought here by him at all.
"Who is she?"
Hao Tian turned his head and asked Xie Yandong, who was next to him.
"Uh …"
Xie Yandong was stunned, then he shook his head and said helplessly, "I don't know."
As for the identity of the white-robed woman, Feng Hao naturally wouldn't speak carelessly. Otherwise, once it was spread, it would cause an unimaginable storm.
A person who had survived from the Mythological Era.
Without a doubt, the white-robed woman definitely hid the secret of immortality. Otherwise, it was impossible for her to survive from that era.
"Oh …"
Hao Tian replied in a low voice. His eyes glanced at Joan Of Arc and the other two women, whose expressions were a little unnatural. Then, his eyes landed on Gui He.
"Senior, I won't say anything."
Gui He took a deep breath and said firmly.
Although he couldn't confirm the identity of the white-robed woman, her mysterious appearance meant that her background wasn't simple.
However, he was a member of the Gui Yuan Clan, and he was particular about integrity and loyalty. In the Inner Tomb, Feng Hao had saved him, and the two of them had a brotherly relationship. Therefore, he would never betray Feng Hao.
"En."
Hao Tian replied in an indifferent manner. He did not probe any further and cast his gaze towards Fenghao, acting as if nothing had happened.
"Phew …"
Seeing that he didn't ask anything, Joan Of Arc and the other two women couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.
If Hao Tian really asked, they wouldn't know how to answer.
They couldn't help but feel a little regretful. It would be great if they didn't know about this.
Humans would always be curious about the unknown. However, there were some things that were better off not knowing.
Fortunately, the white-robed woman's position was on the wall of the tomb. The people inside could see her, but the people outside couldn't. Therefore, other than Hao Tian, no one outside noticed the existence of the white-robed woman. Otherwise, it would have caused a huge commotion.
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