A cold light flashed past, and a hideous head was thrown into the air. Black and smelly blood sprayed out, and the long pincers that were waving stopped. The body that was tens of meters long fell heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.
Phew! …
Looking at the motionless Black Scorpion, Feng Hao let out a long sigh. His purple eyes scanned the Black Scorpion's extremely broken body. After confirming that there were no signs of life, he descended and came to the side of the hideous head. He held the Godslaying Sword and slashed, and the hard head was directly cut in half. A pitch-black magical crystal rolled out, and with a suction force, Feng Hao held it in his hand.
Feeling the scorching hot magical crystal in his hand, Feng Hao's lips curled up slightly.
The credit for killing the Black Scorpion this time was all due to the Godslaying Sword. If not for its peerless sharpness, Feng Hao would not have been able to break through the Black Scorpion's defense.
"Hiss! …"
As if sensing Feng Hao's thoughts, the Godslaying Sword trembled slightly, and let out a crisp sound, as if it was taking credit from Feng Hao.
"I know you can do it. Is that enough?"
Feng Hao praised it helplessly, and the Godslaying Sword fell silent.
"Buzz! …"
Just at this moment, a buzzing sound reverberated through the heavens and earth. The surrounding space became distorted and a vast aura slowly spread out, causing the originally relaxed Fenghao's face to turn solemn once again.
Swoosh!
With a piercing sound, the distorted space naturally opened up, and an old figure walked out from the darkness.
The old man was dressed in a loose robe. His hair and beard were all white, and his eyebrows were like two peerless Saint Weapons, emitting an endless pressure. His eyes flickered with a bright light, like two stars, boundlessly deep, devouring one's soul. His face was cold, and his aura was unparalleled. He was like a god that came from the ancient times. Everywhere he passed by, the ground sank, and the ground was so dark that one couldn't see the bottom. The sky trembled, and the rumbling sound was unceasing. His might caused people to involuntarily feel the urge to kneel and worship him.
"Keke!"
Feng Hao's entire body trembled. His shoulders felt like they were being pressed down by a hundred thousand mountains. His bones crackled, and his entire body felt like it was about to fall apart. His eyes were filled with fear.
"Could it be … The Great Sage?!"
Feng Hao's heart trembled as he watched the old man slowly walk over.
This old man was known as the strongest person in the ancient times, and he was also the only person recorded in the history books to survive after taking a blow from a Great Emperor!
The Great Sage didn't say anything. He looked coldly at Feng Hao, slowly raised his arm, and pointed a finger. Suddenly, boundless Battle Will swept out wildly like a raging wave. The sky turned dark, and the surrounding scorching desert was like a glacier, piercing cold.
"Die!"
An indifferent and emotionless voice rang out from the Heaven Warring Sage's mouth. With a single point of his finger, a torrential battle intent burst forth, causing the ground to shatter and collapse. The boundless battle intent was directed at Fenghao.
"This isn't an illusion!"
Feeling his bones deforming under the pressure of the Battle Will, Feng Hao was shocked. The power of the finger was already approaching.
"Qilin Arm!"
With a thought, the Qilin Arm appeared in an instant. He held the Sovereign Weapon in his hand, and his eyes were burning with Battle Will like two monstrous flames. He straightened his back, and boundless Battle Will burst out. "Fight!"
If he retreated, he would die. There was no way he could escape from the hands of this Great Sage who was almost like a god. So, the only way was to fight!
Even if he died, he would fight!
"Thunder Slash!"
Feng Hao mobilized all the energy he could and condensed it with the raging Battle Will in his heart. He exerted his strongest attack to meet the earth-shattering finger.
Even if he died, he was willing to do so!
"Rumble …"
The boundless power collided with each other like an ant trying to shake a tree. The Great Sage's unparalleled Battle Will directly crushed Feng Hao's attack. The aftershock didn't stop, and it directly engulfed Feng Hao …
"Am I going to die?"
The Battle Will swept out. Feng Hao could feel his body cracking, and his bones were crushed. Then, his eyes lit up …
"Hehe!"
A gentle laughter sounded in Feng Hao's ears. He was slightly startled, and then he opened his eyes. Everything in front of him made him speechless.
Between the high mountains and the flowing water, the mist lingered, and various kinds of ancient trees and flowers decorated the place. An antique pavilion was located next to a waterfall that looked like the Nine Heavens. Inside it, an old man with white hair and beard sat there, leisurely sipping the tea in his hand. There was a look of satisfaction between his brows.
This person was the old man who appeared in the desert just now, the one suspected to be the Great Sage!
"Come here."
The old man glanced at Feng Hao and waved at him.
"Alright!"
Feng Hao was delighted. He quickly walked over, stood in front of the old man, and cupped his hands respectfully. "Junior Feng Hao greets Senior Warsky!"
"Feng Hao …"
The Great Sage narrowed his eyes and glanced at Feng Hao from head to toe. His eyes were like a pair of heavenly eyes that could see through everything. "Not bad, kid. Your potential is the highest I've ever seen."
He nodded in satisfaction.
"Junior is ashamed. I still have to thank Senior for holding back!"
Fenghao had a bitter smile on his face and his words were bitter.
If the Heaven-fighting Great Sage had not held back, that finger would have been enough to obliterate his soul.
"Still calling me Senior?"
The Great Sage raised an eyebrow.
"Huh?"
Feng Hao was slightly stunned, and then he was overjoyed. "Master!"
"Yes."
The Great Sage nodded in satisfaction and pointed to the stone chair in front of him. "Sit down and talk."
"Yes!"
Feng Hao's face was filled with joy. He suppressed his trembling body and sat down.
"Haha, good!His strength, defense, and battle intent are top-notch. Such potential is no less than mine in the past! "
The Great Sage's eyes sparkled. The more he looked at the young man, the more satisfied he was.
"Kid, do you know how many years I've been waiting for you to be my successor?"
"I don't know."
Feng Hao shook his head. He had only heard from Yan Qing that this The Great Sage was from the Antiquity Era. As for how long exactly, there was no way to find out.
"I've been waiting for 16.72 million years to find someone who can inherit my Heaven-battling Art!"
The Great Sage said slowly with a face full of emotions.
Since he was alive, he had been planning to find someone to pass down his Heaven-battling Art. However, he had never met a suitable person …
Thus, he tempered his heart and forged everything in the Heaven-Battling Ancient Tomb, all for the sake of finding a suitable successor to inherit his legacy!
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