Chapter 442: Return, the Foremost in All Heavens

"Have you considered it yet?"

At this moment, the beautiful and cold woman's brow furrowed further with impatience as she said, "Don't be ungrateful. Cultivation resources in the True World are scarce nowadays, a hundred immortal stones is not a small sum. This body is useless to you even if you keep it. With your skills, you can't refine it at all, it will only rot and be wasted."

"Would you use the bones of your own kin to refine pills?"

Feng Boping asked coldly, his face ashen.

The cold and beautiful woman's colorful skirt fluttered gently, as indifferent as her expression, but her gaze was still sharp and cold, "If there was such an effect from this body, I would have broken it apart and boiled it into soup long ago!"

"..."

Hearing these words, Feng Boping and the others' eyelids twitched. They were rendered speechless. They had seen ruthless people, but never anyone this ruthless.

However, they didn't intend to compete with her in ruthlessness. Feng Boping said in a deep voice:

"You are you, and we are us. Even if you give us a thousand, ten thousand immortal stones, we will not sell it. Don't even try to snatch it. He is the strongest person in all heavens, the faith of countless people rests on him. If you forcefully seize it, countless people from all heavens will despise you."

"Despise? Is that useful?"

The silver-robed youth sneered.

Feng Boping was silent for a moment, then said, "I know despise is useless, but I thought you would have some shame."

"Are you courting death!"

The silver-robed youth immediately roared angrily.

"It seems you are incorrigible. Since it's like this, then don't blame us for being merciless. Giving you a chance was useless."

The cold and beautiful woman shook her head, speaking as if with a hint of regret and sigh.

Feng Boping and the others' expressions instantly changed, feeling a bone-chilling coldness wash over them, their spines tingling.

Mitian Saint hurriedly said, "The three of you, please wait a moment, allow us to consider and discuss it, okay? You wouldn't want to take risks, would you? Even if you destroy the entire sacred ground, don't forget that our All Heavens also has geniuses who have ventured out to the True World. If they return and learn of this, it will also bring trouble for you."

"Humph, if it weren't for considering that point, with your dawdling attitude, would you still have a chance to breathe now?"

The silver-robed youth snorted coldly, speaking without the slightest pretense, his eyes filled with disdain and murderous intent. Clearly, from the depths of his heart, he did not regard this group of Saint-level figures from a pseudo-world as anything significant.

Feng Boping and the others' expressions were unpleasant, but they also knew that what the other party said was the truth, they were just saying their inner thoughts without reservation.

Mitian Saint transmitted his voice, "Let's stall for a while. Quickly send orders to find other forces and see if there are True World forces willing to help. Say that Lie Tian Saint, Origin Ancestor, and God King are all close friends with us. Use their reputations to attract them to help."

"Should we first evacuate the people from the sacred ground?"

Another Saint disciple of Mitian Saint asked.

Sword Master replied in a deep voice through transmission, "If we let the others in the sacred ground secretly evacuate, even if it's only a small portion of people, these True Immortals will notice it. They are probably already closely monitoring all movements within the sacred ground."

"That's right, the spiritual sense of these True Immortals is beyond our imagination. We can't take risks, we can't provoke them. Now we can only stall!" Mitian Saint replied.

Feng Boping clenched his fists, letting them discuss, knowing they would make the right decision. At this moment, he only felt sorrow and pain in his heart. Because of his own weakness, now, he couldn't even protect Li Hao's body.

"If they insist on taking action, you leave, I'll stay behind." After Mitian Saint took charge of the situation and arranged for people to notify other True World forces who came to recruit, Feng Boping suddenly said.

Hearing his words, Mitian Saint's expression changed, with some anger, "Don't be impulsive!"

"It's not impulsiveness."

Feng Boping felt the anger in his former teacher's words, his heartstrings trembled slightly. He thought of the scene of being wrongfully accused and expelled from the sect, but now, that last trace of shadow had also vanished like smoke. Although he couldn't reconcile with Mitian Saint and rekindle their master-disciple bond, he no longer held any hatred in his heart.

"That child has come so far, it hasn't been easy for him. He hasn't even enjoyed a few years of happy times. He was still so young. In the human realm, he guarded the divine dynasty, in All Heavens, he guarded the entire world. He sacrificed for All Heavens. How can I just stand by and watch his body be desecrated?"

Feng Boping's eyes revealed deep murderous intent and madness. He said, "Don't worry about me. If I die, Lie Tian Saint will definitely avenge me! And I won't die in vain. In my early years, I explored a forbidden land and obtained a forbidden technique. With my current Saintly Sovereign realm power, even if they are Immortals and Gods, I will never let them off easily. Even if I die, I will cling to them and steal a gap in their Dao hearts!!"

Hearing his words of suppressed anger reaching its peak, everyone fell silent.

Mitian Saint stared blankly at this disciple, his heart feeling as if it were being clenched. He knew the deeper reason, which was that he had expelled this disciple in the past, under the name of theft, his reputation was sullied in All Heavens. Even though Feng Boping had become a Saint, he styled himself as the 'Thief Saint,' and his reputation among many Saints was not considered good. Carrying such a reputation, it was difficult to make true friends. That child was probably his closest true friend. For him, he was even willing to die. And back then, for a single immortal pill, he had broken their hearts…

Sword Master fell into silence and did not speak.

It wasn't that he lacked the courage to die, but he didn't have a forbidden technique like Feng Boping. He knew that staying behind would be a pointless death, unable to pose even a trace of threat to these three True Immortals.

He wanted to live, only by living could he cultivate desperately and seek revenge!

He had fished for ten thousand years and relaxed for ten thousand years, having long reached the bottleneck in his sword dao. But at this moment, he had an unprecedented desire to become stronger!

Originally, he didn't care much about going to the True World, nor did he have a deep obsession with becoming an Immortal or God. But now, he had a nearly crazed belief that he must become a True Immortal, become the strongest True Immortal in the world!

Even surpass True Immortals, surpass Immortal Lords, and become a big figure who can control his own destiny!

In the past, in his sect, his master was very optimistic about him, originally intending to pass on the Sword Ancestor Sacred Ground to him.

But he was intoxicated with the sword, excessively devoted, and had no interest in managing the sacred ground, readily giving it up. He had peerless talent in sword dao, but in sword dao, he had made no progress for many years.

In All Heavens, the path of sword dao had already been walked to its extreme by him. He had long surpassed his master in his prime. But if he went to the True World, with higher sword dao immortal techniques and a more expansive world, he believed he could definitely catch up with those geniuses running ahead.

He had never believed in external things, he only believed in the sword in his hand and the true heart reflected by its light!

The sword would not deceive him, and the blade even less so!

"Have you chatted enough?"

The voice transmissions of Feng Boping and the others, the three True Immortals had all noticed. The power fluctuations of the transmissions, they could see clearly, but they couldn't hear what was being discussed, only assuming it was the deliberation that Mitian Saint had mentioned.

Hearing the urging of the cold and beautiful woman in the colorful skirt, Mitian Saint's expression slightly changed. Suppressing his anger, he put on a flattering smile and said, "Not yet. This body is the body of the strongest person in All Heavens. It's a matter of great importance. We still need to think about how to give an explanation to All Heavens. If the body is missing, it will be known sooner or later."

"His physical body is indeed strong. To be able to refine it to this extent in your broken place, it can be considered a genius in physical cultivation."

The silver-armored youth in a shimmering robe slightly nodded, clearly acknowledging the strength of the physical body. Even in the True World, being able to cultivate the physical body to a level comparable to a sixth-tribulation Emperor Weapon is quite rare among Saint-level figures. These are all proud geniuses of major sects, who have received cultivation with numerous body-strengthening immortal medicines to achieve this.

"But the strongest person in your All Heavens, isn't it that True Immortal who left previously?"

"He broke through later," Mitian Saint hurriedly explained.

"Stop saying these useless things. Now, immediately, you must give us an answer."

The cold and beautiful woman in the colorful skirt said extremely impatiently.

Mitian Saint was about to put on a smile and continue to stall for time, but the cold and beautiful woman in the colorful skirt, after hearing him say a few words, directly interrupted him. She snorted coldly, and the void suddenly shook. A surge of immense power, like a mountain peak collapsing, violently slammed into Mitian Saint's chest.

With a bang, Mitian Saint's Dao domain instantly shattered. That power was invisible and irresistible, directly crushing his physical body, causing it to cave in, his bones breaking. It seemed that with just a little more force, it could pierce a hole through his body.

"Stop talking nonsense, just say yes or no!"

The cold and beautiful woman in the colorful skirt said angrily.

"Master!"

Feng Boping subconsciously said hurriedly, and helped Mitian Saint up.

The others' expressions also changed drastically. None of them had seen clearly how the cold and beautiful woman in the colorful skirt had attacked.

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Heavenly Calamity Emperor Palace Forbidden Ground.

Outside the True Venerate Tower, Li Hao stood in the void. The True Venerate Tower contracted, and then in the eyes of Ming Saint and the others, it transformed into a black needle-like size and entered Li Hao's body.

At the same time, in Li Hao's primordial spirit, the majestic body of the True Venerate Tower emerged, enveloping Li Hao's primordial spirit.

Li Hao immediately felt that his primordial spirit was like bathing in a hot spring, gentle forces from all directions constantly nourishing his primordial spirit.

He was surprised in his heart that this True Venerate Tower actually had such effects.

"Once you become a personal disciple, you will know the true wondrous uses of the True Venerate Tower. This is a God-class Emperor Weapon!"

Venerate God's voice echoed in Li Hao's mind.

"When your primordial spirit encounters a powerful threat, the True Venerate Tower will protect you. But don't actively provoke some powerful enemies. After all, those powerful enemies may have other strange attacks besides primordial spirit attacks."

"Understood," Li Hao nodded.

"I am free. Farewell. I'll go take a look at that True World first," Venerate God said, his voice gradually becoming ethereal and fading away, seeming to be impatient to leave.

After Venerate God left, Li Hao returned to the prayer mat. At this moment, Old Wang had already led Saint Lin, Saint Hua, Saint You, and the others back.

He glanced at the True Venerate Tower that had disappeared in the distance, seeming to understand that Li Hao had inherited it. He only asked, "Venerate God has left?"

"Mm," Wang Shanhe slightly nodded, seeming to know where Venerate God had gone. He said, "Well then, everyone, let's return to All Heavens now."

"Okay," everyone nodded, their eyes also revealing a hint of excitement.

Originally, when they entered the depths of Twin-Cleft Demon Valley, they all thought they would surely die. They didn't expect to find unexpected inheritance here. Although they didn't receive the inheritance in the end, they were finally able to return.

"I wonder what the scene outside is like now."

"My N

Xiang Divine Dynasty, is there still anyone who remembers me?"

"Those who forced me to this place back then, I will now go to their doors one by one!"

Everyone's eyes sparkled with light, all carrying urgency. Some wanted to go back to seek revenge, some wanted to go back to see people.

Now, they had all cultivated to the Saintly Sovereign realm here. Returning to All Heavens, they were no longer the same as before.

"Let's go."

Old Wang nodded slightly, and said, "After leaving here, you must remember, the Immortal Calamity Curse will also remind you. When you unconsciously touch upon revealing Haotian's identity, it will also give you a warning. But if you ignore the warning, then you can't blame others."

Everyone's expressions became serious. They glanced at Li Hao, but said nothing.

They knew that stepping out of this place, from then on, there would be an insurmountable gulf between them and this young man.

"Is there any place you want to go out to? I can directly descend there."

Old Wang asked Li Hao, his eyes filled with doting affection.

Li Hao's eyes brightened, and he wasn't polite. He directly transmitted the projection of the sacred ground he built to Old Wang.

Old Wang received it, closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them and said, "Let's go."

He raised his hand and swiped, the void in front of him shattered, and a pitch-black passage appeared.

As an existence in the Immortal King realm, residing beneath this forbidden land, his divine sense could encompass the entire All Heavens, acting without restraint.

But he had never done so, nor had he peered outside.

What stopped him was never power, but the great and inviolable figure in his heart, like a towering mountain.

Opening the passage, Old Wang casually waved his hand, pushing Li Hao and the others all in.

Li Hao only felt a gentle breeze on his face. The view before him was pitch black, but as light appeared, soon, familiar scents and atmospheres simultaneously emerged.

It was like returning to spring, when the flowers in his hometown bloomed, their fragrance filling the air.

It was the longing in the depths of his heart.

However, when Li Hao opened his eyes, he immediately heard an angry voice beside his ear:

"Stop talking nonsense, just say yes or no!"

Li Hao looked up and saw three True Immortal figures standing in the sky above the sacred ground, their gazes condescending.

The figure in the center had the strongest and most restrained aura, resembling a middle-aged man.

But the two True Immortals beside him were radiating their aura outward. This Immortal might was enough to suppress all the ordinary people on the sacred mountain, making them tremble, struggling to breathe. Those below the Hearing Dao realm would have their bodies go numb, unable to move.

Even Saints, under this Immortal might, might not be able to remain composed.

At the same time, Li Hao's gaze swept across and he immediately saw familiar figures.

Old Feng, Sword Master, Mitian Saint, and on the ground were Lin Qing'er, Red Glow and others.

However, their cultivation levels were too low. At this moment, they were all pale, their eyes filled with anger, their bodies trembling uncontrollably, their instincts screaming in fear.

"Agree to what?"

Li Hao spoke, his voice very soft, very calm, yet it exuded an unquestionable majesty.

His indifferent voice drifted out, light and飘渺, yet it radiated into the ears of the three True Immortals, as well as Feng Boping and the others, until it echoed throughout the entire sacred mountain.

Although he didn't know what was happening, but in his own sacred mountain, to see Old Feng and the others so angry, so threatened, a killing intent had already begun to rise in Li Hao's heart.