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Emperor Heavenly Flame escaped with heavy injuries, and the first Evil Picture appeared in the world once again.

The aftershocks from the battle between the Eastern Desolation Sovereigns caused an uproar in the entire world, as all sorts of guesses and speculations arose.

Someone was guessing, after Emperor Heavenly Flame was heavily injured, he did not return to the Heavenly Flame Sect, so where exactly did he go?

However, there were even more people who were more interested in Black-robed Sovereign's identity. Why was it that even the legendary number one Evil Picture was controlled by him?

Of course, no matter how the people guessed, they would not know the answer to all of this. However, the only thing that everyone was certain of was that, after the Confucian Sect Zhang Sheng had sealed the entire world, there were still some frightening existences that were hidden extremely deeply in this vast world.

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And at this moment, within the jixia academy, Ye Hao already knew of the outcome of the Sovereign Profound Realm battle, but his heart was filled with an unprecedented complex feeling.

He had a lot of guesses about Black-robed Sovereign's identity because it was very likely to be his father, Ye Jinghan.

However, when he found out that Black-robed Sovereign had grasped the first Evil Picture, Ye Hao's guess wavered.

According to what the two Sovereign of the academy, the mysterious and strange Evil Picture was extremely ancient. It could even go back to the Ancient Era and no one knew where it came from.

Most importantly, that Evil Picture had treated Zhang Sheng's remnant soul as nourishment and stole it away from him. If Black-robed Sovereign was truly his father, how could he possibly act against Zhang Sheng?

After all, Zhang Sheng had done a great favor for him, and even though Ye Hao had never seen his father's character with his own eyes, his evaluation of it was extremely high, whether it was Ye Yunfeng, Gu Shentan, or Tang Yun.

"The great demon …"

The mysterious Black-robed Sovereign was now known as a peerless great devil. It was really difficult for him to connect the Black-Cloaked Man, who had an overflowing killing intent and would use any means to nourish the Evil Picture with his father.

"But if it wasn't for father, why did the Black-Cloaked Man specially pick Emperor Heavenly Flame to attack?"

He thought that Black-robed Sovereign was his father in order to stop Emperor Heavenly Flame, but now it seemed that everything wasn't that simple.

"That Emperor Heavenly Flame seems to know Black-robed Sovereign's identity."

Ye Hao looked at the Jade Chip image again and thought for a while. From the few words that were exchanged in the Sovereign Battle, it seemed that Black-robed Sovereign knew some of Emperor Heavenly Flame's secrets and Emperor Heavenly Flame also knew Black-robed Sovereign's identity.

However, it had already been two months since the Sovereign Profound Realm and Emperor Heavenly Flame had not appeared. Emperor Heavenly Flame should have found some hidden place to heal his injuries and didn't even return to Heavenly Flame Sect. Even if Ye Hao wanted to investigate, he had no way of doing so.

Of course, even if they knew Emperor Heavenly Flame's whereabouts, with Ye Hao's strength, he didn't have the qualifications to investigate the secrets of such an existence.

After all, if the former were to reappear, it was likely that the Ye Family would be targeted again. At that time, if something as lucky as this did not happen, the Ye Family would certainly be in trouble.

"No matter what, my Ye Family should not be worried in such a short period of time."

As he sat cross-legged, Ye Hao couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief. Not long ago, Han Yitian had also sent a message, and along with Emperor Heavenly Flame escaping with serious injuries, the voices within the Ancient Land of Pill Immortal that wanted to hand over the Ye Family were also temporarily suppressed by Han Wudi.

As for the Heavenly Flame Sect, after Emperor Heavenly Flame was defeated and escaped, it was rare for him to keep a low profile during this period of time. However, Emperor Heavenly Flame did not fall in the end, and the experts from various sects did not dare to cause trouble for him.

After all, no matter how heavy Emperor Heavenly Flame's injuries were, he was still a true Supreme Being. As long as he did not fall, it was enough for Various Clans of Confucian Orthodoxy to refrain from shooting at rats.

"Right now, I'm still too weak. I need to become stronger as soon as possible!"

In the silence, Ye Hao's black eyes also revealed a crazy determination.

Originally, he was quite satisfied with his own strength after killing Mo Yuan. However, after Emperor Heavenly Flame appeared, Ye Hao realized that he was still too, too, weak.

Facing a true Paramount Level Great Leader, even though he had the strength to kill Extreme Son of Saint, he was still as weak as an ant, and was simply not enough to face him.

"Hey, don't tell me you want to run away again?"2

Looking at the crazy light in the boy's eyes, Son-of-Saint, Zihua, who was observing his expression, felt his heart skip a beat. He said fearfully, "We haven't even been in peace for two months, and we can't just close up and study the great Dao to recuperate?"

Son-of-Saint, Zihua was really scared because every time he was with the young man, it could be said that he was surrounded by danger. If he was not careful, he would lose his life.

In the beginning, he fought Jin Wuwei and Crown Prince of Winged Snake by himself, and then he became so crazy that he wanted to challenge Extreme Son of Saint and Zhou Tie. Although the final victors were all teenagers, the process was too dangerous, even Son-of-Saint, Zihua felt a lingering fear.

"With just this little bit of potential, how exactly did you manage to become a Son-of-Saint Level demon?"

Ye Hao shot him a cold glance, which caused Son-of-Saint, Zihua to be dissatisfied as he shouted: "What are you saying, what are you saying? I am born with such great talent, and the Saint Blood Lineage that flows in my body is naturally a freak of the Son-of-Saint Level that everyone respects and reveres. No one can be jealous of me!"

The moment he finished speaking, Son-of-Saint, Zihua immediately realized the youth's terror. He could not help but smile in embarrassment. The former could even kill Extreme Son of Saint, and putting on the Saint Blood Lineage's airs in front of such a freak was indeed a bit of a joke.

Ye Hao was too lazy to care about this, he only frowned and thought about his own realm. Right now, his Celestial Phenomenon Stage was already complete, and he only needed to use an opportunity to trigger the Nirvana Tribulation.

However, not to mention the terror of the Nirvana Tribulation, just the opportunity to trigger the Nirvana Tribulation was not something that could be accomplished so easily. Some cultivators with weaker luck would end up stuck at the Heavenly Transformation Great Perfection realm for hundreds of years, and in the end, only after their vital energy and blood had declined would the Nirvana Tribulation be attracted.

It required luck to trigger a Nirvana Tribulation. Fortunately, due to the great changes in the world, it could be said that there was no lack of opportunities.

"I asked you to scout outside earlier, how was it? Is there anything big happening in the world today? "

After thinking for a while, Ye Hao turned his gaze towards Son-of-Saint, Zihua and asked with a frown.

"There's nothing special. Even the number of ruins that appeared before seems to have decreased. It seems that the opportunities that should have appeared in this world have also pretty much appeared."

Son-of-Saint, Zihua yawned, he didn't seem to care too much about it.

The latter seemed to sense the danger in Son-of-Saint, Zihua's eyes and hurriedly said with a quivering voice, "Don't say it, I really want to wake up to something after being frightened by you. Now, there seems to be a force in the world that is even more arrogant and proud than the Heavenly Flame Sect from before, claiming to be from the Martial God's legacy.

Son-of-Saint, Zihua's forehead was covered in cold sweat as he opened his mouth like a cannon and told the former all the big and small news he had heard recently. Obviously, he was also very clear on the miserable fate he would have if he angered this evil star in front of him.

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