The night was as dark as ink. One couldn't even see their fingers in front of them. The entire world was plunged into darkness. Inside Nephrite Ancient City, the lights were still bright and people were moving about. The night was not peaceful.
In the room, Feng Hao sat cross-legged on the bed. His body was surrounded by a layer of faint light that rippled with an inexplicable meaning. The halo of light was very strange.
On the side, Little Ball was sleeping with its eyes closed. It seemed that in its world, there was only sleep and meat. There was no need for it to cultivate at all.
As for Little Black Dragon, its tiny claws were holding the black dragon horn from the auction. Its eyes were closed as if it was sensing the meaning contained within the dragon horn. There was also a mysterious meaning flowing out of its body. Moreover, it was in a state of disappearing, reappearing, disappearing, and reappearing, in a constant cycle.
"Hum! …"
All of Fenghao's attention was focused on the formation in his body that was constructed from essence Qi. He carefully sensed the intent it emitted and searched for the reason why it was formed. The formation was guiding and influencing the movement of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi. It was using the situation of the formation for its own use.
Creating a formation was not something that ordinary people could do, but Wu Jiasheng, the freak of the Aspect Stone World, had done it. He had created the Tyrannical Spirit Formation that could absorb the world's origin energy ten times faster.
Ten times was already a heaven-defying number. One year could be equivalent to ten years, ten years could be equivalent to a hundred years, and a hundred years could be comparable to the foundation of a Saint. How heaven-defying was this?
However, Feng Hao was still not satisfied with the current situation. He wanted to understand the Tyrannical Spirit Formation, modify it, and use it to quickly gather the world's origin energy. Only then could he add it to the Heaven-Throwing Handprint. As for increasing the multiplier, that was a matter for the future. Right now, Feng Hao was trying to modify it.
At this moment, Fenghao's mind was following a strand of essence energy within the Tyrant Spirit Array. He carefully sensed its changes at every moment, and then carefully recorded it down.
Beside the Tyrant Spiritual Array, there was another small array. The runes in it were roughly the same, but there were some differences. The runes were also slowly taking shape.
"Bang! …"
With a muffled sound, this incomplete small formation was annihilated in a burst of light, completely turning into nothingness.
Then, it started all over again …
Despite the repeated failures, Fenghao was not discouraged. After the previous six days, the modification of the small array was almost complete.
This situation lasted until midnight. Finally, with a hum, Feng Hao opened his eyes.
"Success!"
Feng Hao's eyes were filled with excitement and agitation. He extended his hand, and a formation formed from essence energy appeared. It rippled with an indescribable intent, affecting the circulation of the world's Yuan Energy. It quickly gathered.
"As expected, I can condense Origin Energy!"
Feng Hao had already thoroughly understood this Tyrannical Spirit Array. Originally, the array diagram could only condense spirit energy. After being modified by Feng Hao, it could finally condense spirit energy!
This meant that when he used the Heaven Flipping Handprint, he could gather Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi ten times faster!
This was gratifying!
Moreover, the current Feng Hao was no longer the Feng Hao of the Golden Dynasty!
At this time, the heterogeneous nucleus in his body had fused the five elements, ice, fire, metal, water, and earth. In other words, when using the Heaven Flipping Handprint, he could draw the five elements of Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi to condense the Heaven Flipping Handprint!
The power of the fusion of the five elements could be imagined. It could be said that the current Heaven Flipping Handprint, in Feng Hao's hands, was already comparable to a Heaven Level Martial Skill!
"Hmm?"
Before he could rejoice, an extremely powerful pressure that was accompanied by a thick evil aura descended from the sky, causing all the hairs on Fenghao's body to stand. Without much time to think, he clapped his hands together and rapidly retreated.
As for the little black dragon and ball, they were only slightly stunned, and then quickly dodged.
"Kaboom!"
In the pitch-black night, a deafening explosion resounded, shaking half of the ancient city. Looking in the direction of the sound, the people in the city could see that an inn room had exploded in flames. Wood chips and rocks flew everywhere, and the entire room had been reduced to ruins, leaving a sizable crater in the ground.
Someone had actually made a move in the Nephrite Ancient City!
"Could it be because of the sacred objects?"
Everyone's first thought was of the two sacred objects that had appeared at the Tianwu Auction House today. Only sacred objects would cause people to disregard everything else.
One had to know that making a move in the ancient city was equivalent to slapping the Nephrite Sacred Land in the face. Who would have the guts to do so?
As these thoughts ran through their minds, the old antiques who had heard the news rushed into the sky, bringing with them a boundless, ocean-like aura. All of them arrived in the sky, but the scene before them made their expressions freeze.
A young man dressed in silvery-white robes and an ordinary-looking man stood on opposite sides of the sky, as if they were playing a game of chess.
One was only at the peak of the third-level Martial Honorable Realm, while the other's cultivation was even lower, only at the peak of the Martial Ancestor Realm. That level of cultivation was nothing in the eyes of these old antiques.
It seemed that there would be no sacred objects left. This piqued the interest of these old antiques. However, because they were curious as to why these two would dare to make a move in the Nephrite Ancient City, they stopped and hovered in the air to watch the development.
"Who the hell is this?!"
Looking at the young man in white, Feng Hao narrowed his eyes. Of all the people he knew, he'd never seen this person before. Why did this unfathomable young man want to kill him?
This was something he couldn't figure out.
Soon, the area was brightly lit. In a few moments, thousands of people had gathered around.
"It's the Nephrite Sacred Land's Holy Son, Xue Yu!"
"It's Grandmaster Xue Yu!"
There were some people in the crowd who recognized the identities of these two people and immediately cried out loudly, letting Fenghao know the identity of this white-clothed young man.
The audacious young man who'd dared make a move in the Nephrite Ancient City was none other than the Holy Son of the Nephrite Sacred Land, Xue Yu!
There was no need to mention his talent. Reaching the peak of the third-level Martial Honorable Realm at the age of eighteen was enough to say everything. Indeed, on the surface, his talent seemed to be even higher than Liu Ruxian's.
After learning that one of them was the Holy Son, the old antiques were even more intrigued.
Why would a peak Martial Ancestor Realm cultivator want to make a move himself?
Only Feng Hao seemed to have thought of something, and a wry smile hung on his face.
Why was this Holy Son even more jealous than he was?Could it be that he was going to kill everyone who came into contact with Liu Ruxian?
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