Because of the strange phenomenon in the sky on both sides, almost everyone on the scene was boiling. Many people rushed into the Abyss of Death without a care for their own safety. Screams rang out incessantly. For a moment, the entire Abyss was filled with ghostly wails and wolf howls. It was like the Nine Serenities of Hell. Coupled with the lingering poisonous miasma, it looked even more eerie.
However, this did not stop the footsteps of the people behind them. On the scene, there were still people rushing into the Abyss. Less than one out of ten could escape again. Even if they did, they would only be left with half of their lives!
To everyone, the inheritance of the Great Sage was a boundless temptation.
No one could resist it. If they could obtain it, it would be equivalent to obtaining a pass to the peak. Therefore, even though they knew they would die, many people still rushed into the Abyss of Death without a care!
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In the boundless, pitch-black Abyss, figures were moving. Feng Hao and the other three were among them.
The medicinal effect of the pill in Feng Hao's body had reached the Heaven Grade. The heavy poisonous miasma in the outside world naturally could not threaten him. Along the way, some poisonous beasts attacked, but they were all dealt with by Yan Qing with a whip. Therefore, they did not encounter any irresistible difficulties. Soon, the four of them landed on the ground.
Following the figures in front of them, the four of them rushed toward the core area …
After a while, an empty square appeared in front of Feng Hao and the others.
The square was very wide. It was the size of an ancient city!
This was the core area of the Abyss of Death!
In this empty square, there were already hundreds of people standing. They were divided into two sides. Each of them had an alchemist beside them. The medicinal effect lingered, resisting the corrosion of the surrounding poisonous miasma.
At the end of the square was a precipice. It was very flat as if it was cut by a knife. In front of them, under the precipice, a huge bronze door appeared in front of Feng Hao's eyes.
The bronze door was covered with rust. It was speckled with spots, but it exuded an ancient and vicissitude aura. On this ancient bronze door, two big words were carved …
"Battle!" "Tian!"
The two words emitted a boundless battle intent, like a peerless monarch weapon standing there. The monstrous killing intent gave everyone a boundless pressure, causing their hearts to shiver and their scalps to go numb.
Although they had yet to truly enter the Heaven-Battling Ancient Tomb, no one was able to unleash their full strength just by standing here. These two simple words caused everyone to feel an incomparable pressure.
"Warsky …"
A bright light flashed through Feng Hao's eyes, and then his expression changed drastically. He took a few steps back, and his face turned pale.
Those two words were like two sharp arrows that directly pierced into the depths of his mind, causing his mind to tremble!
"What a terrifying battle intent!"
Feng Hao's face was drenched in sweat, and his eyes were filled with shock.
This was merely the will to fight!
From those two words, Feng Hao felt a never-before-felt battle intent. He could almost see the scene when the Great Sage faced off against the Great Emperor all those years ago.
The Great Emperor was the pinnacle of the world. He could destroy everything with a wave of his hand, and he could come and go as he pleased in the forbidden lands. A saint?In his eyes, he was nothing but an ant!
However, even though the Great Sage was a saint, his battle intent still surged in the face of the towering mountain that was the Great Emperor. He dared to fight and draw his blade against the Great Emperor because he believed that he could overcome everything. He believed that he was invincible. He would even dare fight the heavens!
"Fight!"
Feng Hao seemed to understand something from those two words, but at the same time, he didn't seem to understand anything at all. However, his posture grew taller, his aura more condensed, and his gaze more resolute!
"Fight, I dare to fight even the heavens, so why should I fear the Great Emperor?"
Battle intent surged from his chest, as if he was brave enough to face everything. Even his fear of the Nephrite Holy Son's divine energy of the sun had vanished.
"Fight, why shouldn't I?If I don't even believe in myself, what's the point of fighting the heavens? "
If I don't even have the courage to fight, what's the point of fighting?What's the point of inheriting the Great Sage's legacy?Do I have the right?
Fight, dare to draw his blade against the heavens, dare to point his sword at the Great Emperor!
From this moment on, Feng Hao's entire aura changed. Yan Qing and the other two turned around, confusion flashing through their eyes.
It was as if the youth before them was no longer the same person he'd been a moment ago. His unwavering will to fight made even Samsara's heart skip a beat!
"What's wrong?"
Yan Qing scanned him suspiciously, as if trying to find something on his face, but found nothing.
"Heh, nothing."
Feng Hao smiled faintly, his expression relaxed and calm, overflowing with battle intent.
Vaguely, he seemed to have understood why Heaven Warring Great Sage could fight against a Great Sovereign …
After the brief interlude, Feng Hao's group of four didn't fight for a spot in front of the bronze doors. They understood that the Great Sage's legacy wasn't something that could be obtained first. Otherwise, it wouldn't have been passed down from the primordial era to the present day!
Scanning the square, three people caught Feng Hao's attention.
Needless to say, the Nephrite Holy Son's stunning Divine Body of the Sun was undeniable. Wherever he went, he was like a blazing sun that couldn't be ignored.
Apart from him, there were two others whose auras weren't inferior to the Nephrite Holy Son's divine body!
One of them had a head of long, blood-red hair and a pair of crimson eyes, like two seas of blood. A single glance was enough to ensnare one's mind, rendering one unable to extricate themselves.
He stood alone, and no one dared approach within several dozen meters of him, as if he were a demon himself!
Blood-red energy coursed through his body, so the poisonous miasma around him couldn't affect him at all. Even more frightening, the miasma around him seemed to be corroded by the blood-red energy flowing around him!
"What terrifying energy!"
Feng Hao's heart skipped a beat as his eyes focused.The man's blood-red energy was filled with an evil aura. One look at him was enough to make one feel uneasy, and one's mind would fall if they stared at him for too long.
"The Blood Demon's Shadow?"
Listening intently, Feng Hao heard the faint murmurs of discussion. He'd learned the man's name and codename from one of the Holy Sons.
The afterimage of the Blood Demon had a mysterious origin. He had defeated several Chosens the moment he appeared. It could be said that he had already become a wanted criminal of the several Holy Lands. However, he would always escape in a bizarre manner. This time around, it was unknown how he had found out about the Heavenbattle Ancient Tomb, which was why he had appeared here.
A formidable foe!
Feng Hao noticed that even the haughty Nephrite Holy Son's gaze was a bit unnatural when he looked at the Blood Demon.
Clearly, the Holy Son was also wary of the Blood Demon!
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