The Drought Demon's last howl was heard. The crowd outside remained silent for a long time as if they were petrified.{}
Dead!
Everyone knew very well that from the Drought Demon's howl to its death, only a short time had passed. As the king of flames, it had died in the hands of the unknown expert.
In just a short time, the Drought Demon, who was at least at the peak of the Martial Ancestor Realm, had died!
Everyone couldn't help but be in awe. However, there was a small group of people whose eyes flickered. From time to time, there would be one or two people rushing into the Flame Mountain.
The black-robed man's entire body was plated with a layer of sparkling light. When the surging flames in the surroundings pounced on him, they were directly blocked by the layer of sparkling light. The black-robed man walked very slowly. His footsteps seemed to be a little unsteady as he stumbled forward in the sea of flames.
"Could it be … that he was seriously injured when fighting with the Drought Demon?"
The eyes of the few Martial Spirits who had rushed into the sea of flames flickered even more when they saw this scene.
"His aura … he's only a Martial Grandmaster. It seems that he's really seriously injured!"
Pairs of glittering eyes glanced at the person in the black robe. All of them revealed malicious expressions.
"Damn it!"
Seeing that these people had surrounded him, Feng Hao cursed in his heart. He stopped and made up his mind. He flipped his palm and took out a piece of Martial Crystal. He poured pure energy into it. His withered Martial Origin Vortex started to move again. A cold aura burst out from his body.
"Humph!"
There were seven or eight people coming. It was impossible for him to deal with them alone. Therefore, Feng Hao chose to deter them!
He snorted coldly and stamped his feet on the ground that was surrounded by flames. With the help of this huge force, his body moved quickly. He raised his palm and rushed toward the Martial Spirit at the front.
"Thunder Strike!"
Once he made his move, it was his strongest attack. The Essence Core, which was about to break through to the next grade, shook and its power doubled. It condensed in his palm and streaked across everyone's sight like a bolt of lightning.
"Rip!"
In the sea of fire, Wu Ling's strength was already greatly reduced. When he saw Feng Hao rushing towards him, he panicked even more. As the lightning struck, he did not have any ability to resist and was directly cut in half. Blood splattered everywhere. Without the protection of Wu Yuan, his body was directly engulfed by the flames and burned to ashes, leaving nothing behind.
"Hiss …"
When the surrounding people saw that Feng Hao was still so ferocious, they immediately retreated a few steps and looked at him in fear. No one dared to step forward.
"Courting death!"
A hoarse voice came from under the black robe. It sounded extremely cold, like a gust of wind from hell, blowing through the hearts of the few people.
They didn't dare to stop him. They looked at the black-robed man in fear as he slowly walked out of the sea of fire. Only when he disappeared did they slowly walk toward the outside world.
"Too scary!"
That bolt of lightning just now was deeply imprinted on their souls, making them unable to resist. They believed that any one of them would definitely not be able to resist it.
Outside the Blazing Mountain, there was a sea of people. The originally noisy scene gradually quietened down because of a black-robed figure walking out of the sea of fire.
Lifting his head and taking a glance, Feng Hao didn't say a word and slowly walked in one direction.
The crowd immediately made way for him because of his arrival. Although there were many doubts in their hearts, no one dared to step forward to stop him. It wasn't until he walked past a canyon that the crowd burst into discussion.
"Great Martial Master Realm!"
A few people were discussing and their eyes were flickering.
"He should be seriously injured and won't be able to recover in a short period of time!"
"This is an opportunity. If I can sell an Odd Crystal, I won't have to worry for a few lifetimes!"
There was no lack of people in the crowd who had such thoughts. One by one, they slowly walked toward the canyon.
"Swoosh!"
A black robe suddenly appeared and stood on the high ground of the canyon. A pair of indifferent eyes looked at the crowd below without the slightest emotion.
"Who are you?"
An expert at the peak of the Martial Spirit Realm mustered up the courage to ask.
"Hmph!"
A cold and disdainful snort came from under the black robe. A black mist flashed in the pair of indifferent eyes. He casually raised his arm and pointed a finger at the Martial Spirit Realm expert who asked the question.
"Swoosh! …"
A jet-black beam of light shot out from his sleeve and hit the Martial Spirit Realm expert.
"Ah!!!"
The man screamed and clawed at his chest in a frenzy. Pieces of flesh were torn off by him.
In just a blink of an eye, the black light spread to his whole body. The muscles on his body started to rot piece by piece and a foul smell came out. The rotten flesh carried a thick blood and fell to the ground piece by piece. Not long after, his whole body was corroded into a pool of black blood.
"Poison Master!"
His companions, who originally wanted to take revenge, all took a few steps back because of this bloody scene. Immediately, cries of alarm rang out from the crowd. Pairs of frightened eyes looked at the black-robed figure.
Poison Masters, regardless of whether they were high-level poison masters or low-level poison masters, were existences that people feared. It was actually more difficult to become a Poison Master than a Pharmacist. To become a real Poison Master, the pain they had to suffer was even more unimaginable.
And because of these hardships, Poison Masters were all quite eccentric. They were easily angered and killed when they were angry. They were the most troublesome type of people in the continent.
If there were no Pharmacists, then Poison Masters would be the rulers of the continent!
"Those who dare to cross the line, die!"
A hoarse voice that sounded like sand came from under the black robe. Everyone could see two rays of light passing by under the black robe. When they heard the word "die", they all trembled.
After leaving behind these words, the black-robed man disappeared like a ghost. Although he had already left, no one dared to take a step forward. In fact, many years later, no one dared to walk past the place where the black-robed man had stood.
The deterrence of a Poison Master was so strong!
...
Because he was afraid of being followed, Fenghao also used his full strength. In a flash, he quickly rushed into the distance. After a long while, he turned his head and saw that no one was following him. Only then did he slow down and frown. Only then did he flash towards the place where Qing Wu was.
"You got the Odd Crystal?"
Seeing Feng Hao take off his black robe, Qing Wu's charming face also showed deep shock.
She really couldn't figure out how this young man, who was only a Great Martial Master, did it. She could also avoid fire, but the pain of burning the body was unimaginable. From this, she could imagine this young man's endurance and mind.
As for how he killed the Drought Demon, she didn't want to ask. She vaguely guessed that this young man must have obtained an extraordinary inheritance and obtained a secret skill that defied the heavens!Otherwise, it was impossible for him to be the Drought Demon's opponent.
"Yes."
Feng Hao smiled and nodded.
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