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Author: Word Count: 7530 Updated: 2025-04-01 16:19:30

C928

A pair of eyes that could not be seen were staring at Mo Dao who was in the air. His ancient robe was fluttering in the wind, as if he was one with the whole world. If he did not see it with his own eyes, even with Mo Dao's divine instinct, he would not have noticed it.

"Who's that?!"

Mo Dao's eyes twitched and he wanted to curse in his heart. He felt a strong sense of threat from the blind young man with the huge blood-red blade on his shoulder. He was not much weaker than the white-haired young man in the red robe.

Mo Dao was simply unable to imagine how someone of the same generation, who was merely a piece of abandoned Desolate Land, could appear one after another as a threat to the Son of God.

It had to be known that even with the vastness of the Star Sea, there were only a few people like the Son of God s. After all, the stronger the cultivation, the lower the chances of them being able to keep their bloodline, and even the Paramount Saint s were like this, not to mention the supreme existence of becoming a saint.

But now, in a mere set of Desolate Land, two cultivators of the same generation that could threaten Son of God appeared within a short period of time. This made Mo Dao wonder if he had entered a piece of Desolate Land, or if he had entered one of the top few life Old Star s.

Crash! *

His body was covered with blood and his face was solemn as he stared at Mo Dao. However, when he saw the expression of Mo Dao, he also subconsciously looked toward the mountain peak a short distance away. When he saw the blind young man, he could not help but be slightly startled.

The young man on the mountain peak stood tall and straight, his eyes were covered with a thick black cloth, he wore an ancient robe, as if he did not belong to this era, but his body did not have any signs of decay, he was obviously not one of those old monsters.

The thing that shocked Ye Hao the most was that the young man was carrying a blood colored huge blade on his shoulder. The thing that surprised Ye Hao the most was that the young man was carrying a blood colored huge sword on his shoulder.

Who was this strange youth that appeared without a sound?

Ye Hao couldn't help but be puzzled. Logically speaking, he had seen the most amazing monsters in the world before, but he didn't see the blind youth in front of him. However, when his gaze fell on the blind youth, even Ye Hao felt a wave of fear and trepidation in his heart, not much weaker than when he was facing Mo Dao.

It was obvious that the strength of this blind youth was extremely terrifying, to the point that he was no weaker than the Divine Blood Lineage's Mo Dao.

Of course, if Zhang Sheng was here, he would have recognized right away that the blind youth at the peak of the mountain was actually the one who walked out of a mysterious and dangerous historical site in the Eastern Desolation after he had sealed the world.

That ancient monument was a legacy from an ancient sect. It once belonged to the Saint King sect. However, during the mysterious upheaval that swept across the ancient world, the sect was completely destroyed and vanished into thin air.

"Hehe, no wonder you were able to take away the Qilin Divine Tree from that guy Li Mi'er. Although his power was not completely restored at that time, it is enough to prove that you are extraordinary. I didn't expect someone like you to appear in this world where cultivation environment is declining."

In the dead silence, the blind youth on the mountain peak suddenly turned his head to look at Ye Hao and smiled faintly with interest.

Hearing this, Ye Hao was slightly startled, and suddenly recalled the first time he entered the Eternal Land. When he first entered the Ancient God Scripture of the Spring and Autumn Realm, he had witnessed the emergence of the Qilin Divine Tree, which led to the competition among the heaven's pride level experts. One of them, the one who called himself Li Mi'er, was the successor of the Six Desire Divine Sect.

Now that he thought about it, Ye Hao finally realized that Li Meng'er's clothes were ancient, just like the blind young man in front of him, as if they didn't belong to this era.

And from the former's words, it seemed that Li Min'er, who was able to fight with Holy Maiden of Abode of Immortals at that time, didn't use her full strength?

"You … "Who are you?"

With regards to this, the blind young man smirked and said lightly, "With your talent, you might have been able to compare to me in the ancient times. You do have the qualification to know where I came from."

"Saint Ruler Sect, Mo Beixuan."

As the words of the blind youth came out, Ye Hao was stunned for a moment. Then, his pupils suddenly constricted and his heart was in turmoil.

How could he not have heard of Saint Ruler Sect? This was simply like a thunderclap piercing through the ears, this was an ancient sect, a sect that had once produced saints, an incomparably glorious and powerful sect. But in the end, they collapsed and crumbled in the midst of that mysterious change in the ancient era.

As for Mo Beixuan, he had once seen him in an ancient book and knew that he was the most talented genius of the Saint Ruler Sect. He was known to possess the bearing of a saint and was naturally born to be extremely powerful.

How could a heaven's pride expert with Ancient Time appear in this world?

Could it be that he had lived from the Ancient Time until the present day?

How was this possible?

From ancient times to now, even a Saint like Cangzu would have to cut his own blade and self-seal himself with a supreme secret technique in order to survive. Even if he, Mo Beixuan, was even more amazing, let alone the domain of a saint, how could he, who had not even stepped into Paramount Stage, live for such a long time?

"You … Are you joking? "1

Ye Hao's face stiffened and he even stuttered when he spoke. All of this was too unexpected and it completely overturned what he knew.

The lifespan of a Martial Saint was less than ten thousand years.

Although saints had lived for a long time and lived for a hundred thousand years, they still had an end to their lives.

Of course, with the supreme skills of a Saint, he could still endure till today after slashing.

But how could Mo Beixuan compare to a real saint?

"Hehe, pretending to be an ancient person, is it that interesting?"

At the peak of the mountain, Mo Beixuan smiled bitterly and sighed, "Don't be shocked. The reason why I have survived until now is all because of Master exhausting the resources of the Saint Ruler sect to obtain a Longevity Substance to seal me to this day. Now that the time has come, I can wake up in time."

"Longevity Substance?"

Ye Hao's pupils constricted and waves of shock surged in his heart. He had heard from Sovereign of the academy that ancient saints like Liu Tie were able to defy the heavens and survive until today, so besides cutting themselves off, they had to borrow the power of a Longevity Substance.

This kind of Longevity Substance was extremely rare in the world, even in the ancient cultivation environment. It could be said that it was even harder to find than Maternal Golden Divine Material, or even the legendary Longevity Drug.

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