The Nandou Prefecture's intention of expanding their power was clear. They wanted to ascend to the pinnacle of the human race, the Elysium.
Without a doubt, the Emperor Residence, which had the weakest foundation, was their first choice.
Therefore, over the years, the Nandou Clan had put in a lot of effort and sent out countless people to spread the news of the Renhuang Clan's decline in the human territory. On the other hand, it was to promote their strength. Therefore, over the years, everyone in the human territory knew that the Renhuang Clan's days were numbered. It was only a matter of time before the Nandou Clan replaced the Renhuang Clan in power. Moreover, the Renhuang Clan's performance in the Newcomer Tournament made the people lose confidence in the Renhuang Clan.
Now, if the Emperor Residence made a request to the Nandou Prefecture, it was another matter whether he would admit it or not. Perhaps, he would even use this as an excuse to suddenly attack the Nandou Prefecture.
This was undoubtedly what the Nandou Prefecture wanted. They would have an open excuse to directly attack the Emperor Residence.
The Emperor Residence humiliated him.
Indeed, on the surface, the Nandou Prefecture, one of the giants of the human race, would never do such a dishonorable thing.
This was what the white-haired, ruddy old man was thinking about, as well as worrying about.
Moreover, if the Emperor Residence started a war with the Nandou Prefecture over a student, Feng Hao's identity would no longer be concealed.
"Protector, could it be …"
Wan Hongwen furrowed his brows.
In fact, he had already thought of this. Given the current situation, it was indeed true that Feng Hao should give up on his father. This was the only way to resolve the problem.
"We don't have to give up."
A glint flashed across the elder's eyes. "Now, it's impossible for the people from the Nandou Prefecture to know Fenghao's true identity. Therefore, we'll pretend that we don't know that it was done by the Nandou Prefecture … Since they like to do things in the dark, then we'll go and rescue him secretly."
"You mean … we should use the imperial guards to deal with this matter?"
Wan Hongwen's eyes flashed with a bright light.
"Hmm …"
The white-haired, youthful-faced elder slightly nodded his head. After which, he cautiously said, "I'll leave this matter to you. Additionally, Feng Hao's identity must be kept a secret. Do you understand?"
"Understood."
Wan Hongwen acknowledged. Under Wan Hongwen's signal, Wan Hongwen once again glanced at Feng Hao, who was staring into the eyes of the statue, before silently exiting the large hall.
At this moment, arranging for him to do this was undoubtedly the most suitable, because he already knew Feng Hao's identity.
"Phew …"
At this moment, the white haired old man finally exhaled slightly. His eyes narrowed as he looked at Feng Hao and softly muttered. "A miracle, you are truly a miracle …"
Without a doubt, he had already gathered all the information on Feng Hao over the past few days. He had even sent people from the West Mist Kingdom to record everything that Feng Hao had experienced. All of them were clearly recorded and placed on his desk.
He couldn't help but sigh. If he had been in that environment, would he still have his current achievements?
Without a doubt, he wouldn't.
If he had to describe Feng Hao, then the most suitable word to describe him would be a blazing sun.
Before Feng Hao turned twelve, it was undoubtedly the darkness before dawn. It was also the most painful time in Feng Hao's life. His dignity had been trampled on, and that was why his determination to work hard was ignited.
Although the darkness before dawn was the darkest time of the day, everyone knew that it was not far from sunrise …
After that, Feng Hao was like a blazing sun that had jumped out of the horizon. He slowly rose and soared into the sky. No one could stop him. Even if there were dark clouds that obscured his light, it was absolutely impossible to stop his ascension.
… …
When the pair of resplendent light beams shot out, Feng Hao's first thought was to act. However, his body seemed to have been imprisoned at this moment. Even the somewhat restless Illusionary Martial Vortex was firmly suppressed. Therefore, he could only watch as the pair of light beams pierced into his eyes …
"Where is this?"
In front of him was a boundless expanse of whiteness. As Feng Hao walked, his feet felt soft, as if he was stepping on clouds. He couldn't step on solid ground.
"Buzz …"
Following a soft sound, the white fog-like mist in front of him slowly condensed. Not long after, it condensed into a tall and imposing figure.
Although the figure was made up and didn't have a physical body, there was an indescribable majesty that faintly seeped out, causing others to not dare to have any thoughts of blasphemy. What was even stranger was that the figure actually gave Feng Hao a familiar feeling, as if he had seen it somewhere before.
"You're finally here."
The figure faintly opened his mouth. His tone was very calm, and he had an innate aura that bemoaned the state of the universe and pitied the fate of mankind. His eyes were still full of spirit, and on the face that was condensed from the fog, there was a faint smile. It was as if an elder was looking at a junior, filled with benevolence.
"Who are you?"
After sizing him up for a while, Feng Hao still couldn't see through him. He couldn't help but ask.
He didn't know why, but he felt that this figure wouldn't harm him … Even this voice seemed very familiar to him, as if he had heard it somewhere before.
"Who am I?"
The burly figure smiled slightly. "I am the first generation of the Illusionary Martial Body."
The figure directly revealed his identity.
"The God of Nothingness."
Fenghao exclaimed out loud, his eyes filled with shock.
He never thought that he would be able to see the true body of the legendary God of Nothingness.
After this revelation, Feng Hao recalled that when he was in the ruins of the Regretful Golden Dynasty, he had heard this voice beside the ancient coffin in the tomb within the tomb … As for the familiarity, now that he looked at it, apart from the fact that the figure in front of him was condensed from white fog, it seemed to be exactly the same as the statue in the high hall.
"Feng Hao pays his respects to the God of Nothingness."
Without hesitation, Feng Hao knelt down with a sincere expression.
In the ancient books, there were too many descriptions of the God of Nothingness. In short, he was the representative of omnipotence, and there was nothing in this world that he couldn't do. He was the supreme expert of the Human Clan, and no one could surpass him. In the Human Clan, his achievements surpassed those of the other two Divine Lords, and his deeds had been passed down to this day, and no one could forget them.
Without him, the Human Clan wouldn't have flourished, and there wouldn't be the current Human Clan. He was definitely a figure that could make Feng Hao worship him.
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