This scene was incomparably bizarre. In the sky, a lump of red energy and a lump of nine-colored energy were in a deadlock. The two of them started to devour each other, creating a strange silent state.
Feng Hao stared at the Nine Extreme Heavenly Wrath that he had unleashed. This wasn't his full strength, but a portion of it was suppressed. That's because he didn't dare to recklessly use his Nine Extreme Heavenly Wrath. If the Heavenly Dao sensed it, then he wouldn't be able to play around anymore.
Even if Feng Hao only used a portion of the Nine Extreme Heavenly Wrath, it still caused a shocking scene.
The Immortal Cultivator also held his breath as he watched this bizarre scene. He quietly looked at the red divine radiance in the sky. That was his Lifebound Divine Sword and had his imprint on it. Naturally, he could clearly sense the current situation.
Gradually, the Immortal Cultivator's brows started to furrow. He discovered that the energy in his longsword was being devoured. Furthermore, there wasn't even the slightest bit of resistance. He had no idea what the nine-colored energy that his opponent was using was, but it was filled with an incomparably domineering feeling.
This situation continued. Everyone in the ancient city held their breaths as they watched. This scene was simply an eye-opener for them. At this moment, they knew that the two of them were terrifying existences that they couldn't afford to offend.
This situation continued for a brief moment before the Immortal Cultivator sighed. Even if there wasn't a victor between the two clumps of energy in the sky, he knew that if this continued, he would be the one to lose!
As if to verify the Immortal Cultivator's sigh, the nine-coloured divine light in the sky began to show an overwhelming momentum after a while. The blood-red divine light began to gradually dim.
The Immortal Cultivator was also affected. It seemed that his longsword was damaged and his entire state was affected. Feng Hao glanced at the other party and had a rough guess in his heart.
Immediately, Fenghao shook his head. He stealthily placed his hand behind his back and formed a hand seal without anyone noticing. At the same time, an extremely weak strand of nine-coloured divine light was directly separated from the nine-coloured divine light in the sky. It fused into the cluster of dim blood-red divine light.
This scene didn't attract anyone's attention. Even the Immortal Cultivator didn't notice Feng Hao's actions. In just a brief moment, a victor was determined between the two clumps of energy in the sky.
"Boom."
A loud bang rang out, causing the entire heaven and earth to tremble. In an instant, the nine-coloured divine radiance blossomed in the sky, causing countless people to tightly shut their eyes. Only the Immortal Cultivators could vaguely see a ferocious and roaring dragon wantonly galloping within the nine-coloured divine radiance as they narrowed their eyes.
Defeated.
The Immortal Cultivator was actually defeated.
After a long time, the nine-colored radiance began to dim down. Everyone hurriedly opened their eyes and saw a longsword that had lost its luster falling from the sky and appearing in front of the Immortal Cultivator.
At the same time, the Immortal Cultivator's face, which was as pale as paper, suddenly flushed red. Then, he spurted a mouthful of blood, as if he had suffered a heavy injury. His hands trembled as he picked up his longsword. His indifferent expression was filled with heartache.
To him, this sword was his life.
Feng Hao took a deep breath. He didn't feel the slightest bit of pity for this result. Because if he had shown mercy, he would be the one regretting it. Moreover, according to the style of these people from the Immortal Cultivator organisation, they would definitely not let him off if they had the chance.
Compared to them, Feng Hao still felt that his heart was a little soft. After all, this was the result he wanted. He wouldn't attack anyone else.
"You've lost." Feng Hao suddenly took a step forward and looked at the Immortal Cultivator expressionlessly.
After a moment of silence, the Immortal Cultivator held the longsword that had lost its luster with one hand. His body swayed as he stood up. He looked at Feng Hao and said coldly, "I've lost. I will do as we agreed and leave unconditionally."
Hearing him say this, Feng Hao also heaved a sigh of relief. It was good that the other party was willing to think this way. He was most afraid that the other party would not admit defeat or continue to pester him. If that happened, he would be in big trouble.
"However …"
The Immortal Cultivator paused for a moment and said coldly, "No one can defeat the Immortal Cultivator. Although you have defeated me today, in the following days, you will be endlessly pursued until the moment of your death."
After saying this, the Immortal Cultivator ignored Feng Hao's frozen expression and directly turned to leave. As he left, Feng Hao's aura suddenly erupted, forcefully stopping him.
"What? You want to attack me? It doesn't matter." The Immortal Cultivator sensed the change in Feng Hao's aura and immediately said without turning his head.
Feng Hao forced himself to calm down. Looking at the back of the Immortal Cultivator, he frowned and said, "I don't want to become enemies with the Immortal Cultivator. Today, I had no choice but to save him. Don't go too far. Your skills are inferior to others, yet you want the entire Immortal Organization to help you get back at them?"
To be honest, when the Immortal Cultivator said those words, Feng Hao's killing intent almost couldn't be suppressed. However, in the end, he forcibly suppressed it. He didn't want to completely fall out with the Immortal Cultivator, but he also couldn't stand the manner in which the Immortal Cultivator said those words. It was as if he was threatening him.
What Feng Hao couldn't stand the most was others threatening him.
"This is the rule of the Immortal Organization. You can kill me, but the result will not change."
What surprised Feng Hao was that the Immortal Cultivator didn't have any fear. Even when talking about his own life and death, he was still so indifferent. He turned around and looked at Feng Hao. His eyes seemed to flash with a hint of ridicule. After that, he didn't care about what Feng Hao thought and left just like that.
And Feng Hao didn't stop him again because he knew that it was useless. This time, he was afraid that he had completely formed a relationship with the Immortal Organization, and it was a relationship that couldn't be shaken off.
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