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"After so many eras and endless years, there is only one Muddy Origin Spirit Root, even if one's Star Sea is vast and boundless. How could there be a second one for this kind of inborn object?"

The golden-robed man muttered as surprise surfaced on his face for the first time.

This was because only a being at his level would be able to understand the rarity and rarity of a Muddy Source Spirit Root.

This was simply not something that the so called Longevity Drug could compare to.

Heaven and Earth were vast and ancient, but in this world, only one Muddy Source Spirit Root had ever been born.

And after the Spirit Communication Technique, there was no calamity, no calamity. Above all living beings and above, even at the end of the incomparably mysterious Star Sea, it was supreme and untouchable, and no one dared to offend it.

In the midst of his silence, a mysterious light appeared in the eyes of the golden robed man. He stared unwaveringly at Ye Hao, as if he wanted to deduce the aura of the Primal Chaos Spirit Root.

As for Ye Hao, he was completely lost.

What Hun Yuan Spirit Root?

He had never heard of it before.

Most importantly, he knew where he came from.

Taichu Star s were always seen as Desolate Land, and the cultivation environment was simply incomparable to Star Sea. So how could there exist such a Primordial Spirit Root that even the golden-robed man revered?

There must have been a mistake.

Ye Hao muttered in his heart, but he couldn't help but look at the golden-robed man. His deep eyes seemed to have the flow of the sun and moon, the birth and destruction of the stars, just like the terrifying scene of the beginning of the world.

In the midst of his shock, Ye Hao vaguely saw an ancient tree in the golden-robed man's eyes. The ancient tree fell and a simple and unadorned giant bow appeared.

"Fallen-Immortal Bow?!"

The moment he saw the huge bow, Ye Hao's pupils constricted. His face revealed a strong sense of disbelief and shock, as if he did not dare to believe what he had just seen.

"Fallen-Immortal Bow? It seems like my deduction is correct, you really did come in contact with that piece of Primordial Spirit Root. "

The golden robed man let out a sigh and shook his head regretfully, "It's a pity that I was just a bit off. That ancient tree was cut off before it could grow into a Primal Chaos Spirit Root. Otherwise, another supreme being would have appeared."

Ye Hao was shocked. The man in golden robes had given him a huge blow to his heart.

This was because he recognized that the huge bow which the former had calculated was actually one of the Mystic Yellow Nine Emperor Armaments, the Fallen-Immortal Bow.

As for the Fallen-Immortal Bow, it was said that Ancient Emperor of Xuanhuang had created it from a branch of the Fusang Tree.

Obviously, the other Muddy Source Spirit Root that the man in gold was talking about was the legendary Fusang Tree.

There were too many legends about the Fusang Tree. However, Ye Hao never would have thought that it was actually the Muddy Source Spirit Root that the man in golden robes admired so much.

No, he was still a hair away.

From the words of the former, the Fusang Tree did not fully develop into a Primal Chaos Spirit Root. It was cut off when it was just a bit away from becoming a Primal Chaos Spirit Root.

And on the Taichu Star, there was indeed the legend of the Fusang Tree being cut down by a certain madman in history.

Ye Hao didn't really care about this legend in the past, but now that he knew the level of the Fusang Tree, his heart was in turmoil.

And what shocked Ye Hao the most was that in the ancient ruins known as Zhongzhou, he had peeped into the central area of the ruins, the dark underground palace that was filled with a terrifying aura.

In the depths of the underground palace, there was a mysterious, enormous coffin.

Ye Hao did not know anything about the origin of the coffin.

However, he recognized the material on the coffin. It was the same as the Fallen-Immortal Bow, it was made by the legendary Fusang Tree.

Could it be that the madman had cut down the Fusang Tree to create such a coffin?

Ye Hao was confused.

What kind of astonishing skill was this?

One must know, the Fusang Tree was only a little bit away from becoming a Primordial Spirit Root that was even more superior than the Longevity Drug!

Just what kind of creature was buried within this coffin made of supreme spiritual roots?

And who exactly did that terrifying underground palace of darkness belong to?

Ye Hao felt goosebumps all over his body. The water in the Taichu Star was so deep that it was scary. Even though he was as strong as a saint, he still couldn't figure out what was going on.

"It seems like you also have many doubts in your heart."

Looking at Ye Hao who had turned silent, the golden-robed man laughed, "But now is not the time to delve deeper into these matters. You should quickly cultivate, if you continue delaying, it will be difficult for your Body Cultivating Method to cultivate to the Great Circle."

Ye Hao came back to his senses. He frowned and looked at the golden-cloaked man. He could not help but ask, "Senior, why are you looking after me like this?"

A Longevity Drug might not count for much in the eyes of the former, but Ye Hao was not stupid. He knew that no matter how rich and imposing a person was, it was impossible for them to give such a great medicine to a person that they met for the first time.

In response to Ye Hao's doubt, the golden-robed man gave a light laugh, and said in an extremely casual manner: "Of course it's because you have performed the best in this Soldier-Forging Mountain Trial."

Ye Hao frowned even harder. He didn't know why, but he still couldn't believe what Ye Zichen just said.

Because the former's gaze when looking at him always carried some sort of complicated emotion.

His melancholy was mixed with pity, helplessness and sadness.

It was so complicated that Ye Hao was confused.

In the end, Ye Hao was defeated, took the Longevity Drug and started refining it.

After all, if what the former said was true, he could not afford to delay any longer. No matter how perplexed or confused he was, once he had cleared the final acupoint, he would naturally have a chance to find out.

As for whether the Longevity Drug that the golden robed man gave to him was harboring evil intentions, Ye Hao was too lazy to even think about it.

If an existence like the golden-robed man really wanted to harm him, why would he use such a small method?

"Good."

The golden robed man laughed lightly and sat down in front of Ye Hao like a dao protector. He just watched him refine the Longevity Drug and break through the last acupoint.

The peak of the mountain was only three hundred meters in radius.

Very quickly, the surging Qi and Blood Strength surged.

The terrifying qi and blood was something that any ordinary Paragon would find difficult to handle.

In the center of the blood storm, Ye Hao directly swallowed the Longevity Drug. In the next moment, his sitting body was immediately disintegrated by the berserk medicinal power, exploding into a ball of Blood Fog.

The berserk medicinal strength of the Longevity Drug was something that even Saints could only ingest multiple times. They definitely wouldn't dare to swallow the entire thing like Ye Hao.

To be able to refine a Longevity Drug in one breath, even if Ye Hao's body was as strong as a Saint's, he would still not be able to withstand this vast and terrifying power.

"Tsk tsk tsk, what a barbaric and overbearing training method."

Looking at the scene where the Blood Fog was drifting, the golden robed man could not help but feel speechless, his eyes did not have much worry.

After all, even Paramount Level Creatures could be reborn by dripping blood, and Ye Hao's physique was strong enough to be on par with Saint's. Even if he exploded into a Blood Fog before his eyes, as long as there was still a sliver of Blood Essence left, he would not die.

Crash! *

And it was as the golden-robed man had predicted.

As if pulled by an invisible force, the floating Blood Fog quickly converged into an outline. In a few short breaths, Ye Hao's figure appeared once again.

Bang bang!

But it had to be mentioned that the Longevity Drug's medicinal strength was too strong. Ye Hao's body exploded again the moment he tried to agglomerate it. It was only after a full six cycles did he manage to hold on with great difficulty.

Crash! *

Sitting cross-legged, the medicinal energy in Ye Hao's body surged like a raging river as it attacked the last acupoint.

However, the strange thing was that even with the impact force of the entire Longevity Drug, the last acupoint was like a black hole, with no signs of breaking.

"It's actually not enough?"

Not only Ye Hao, but even the golden-robed man was surprised by this result. After muttering to himself irresolutely, he flipped his palm and took out another Longevity Drug, throwing it at Ye Hao.

Ye Hao did not hesitate. In a state of cultivation, he directly took the Longevity Drug and started another round of refining and attacking it.

A third, a fourth, a fifth ….

The golden-robed man took out a total of eight Longevity Drug and let Ye Hao refine them all. Finally, the last acupoint of his Dragon-Mounting Stage showed signs of loosening.

"This cultivation technique …" Not everyone has the qualifications to train. "

The golden-robed man spoke with a dark gaze and he could not help but sigh, "For you to appear in the Soldier-Forging Mountain at this moment, it seems like you have unknowingly … "It really is certain."

Even if the eight Longevity Drug s were vast in number, how many clans would be able to take them out?

Most likely, not even the most supreme of True Immortals who had stepped onto the Grand Dao of Immortality would have such a foundation.

Even for the golden-robed man, the eight Longevity Drug s still felt a bit painful to him.

And the most important thing was, even if there were a few Dao Strong Clan s that could produce eight Longevity Drug, who would give such a background to a unrelated junior?

It had to be said that Ye Hao's stepping into the Star Sea and coming to the Soldier-Forging Mountain was indeed his greatest destiny.

After all, if he stayed in the Taichu Star, even if he continuously accumulated resources over time, forget about the several hundred stalks of Sovereign medicine, just the last eight stalks of Longevity Drug would be impossible to find.

BOOM!

Crash! *

As the golden robed man sighed and sighed, the mountain peak had already rumbled to the heavens.

As the last meridian point was cleared, Ye Hao's body was like a volcano that had been quiet for millions of years, as the vast and boundless Qi and Blood Strength s burst out of his body.

At that moment, Ye Hao was simply like a human dragon. His entire body was filled with a dazzling golden radiance. His flesh and skin were crystal clear, and emitted an indescribable pressure.

Swish!

At a certain moment, Ye Hao, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Thank you, senior!"

Ye Hao took a deep breath and sincerely bowed to the golden-robed man. As he breathed, rumbling sounds came from the surrounding space and it was an extremely terrifying scene.

This thanks, Ye Hao was sincere and felt that he owed the former too much.

After all, eight Longevity Drug were planted here, which was something Ye Hao did not even dare to think about in the past.

In fact, even he himself did not know that such a terrifying resource was required to completely master the Polar Arts.

Ye Hao was very clear that he already owed a huge favor today. Perhaps he would never be able to repay it in his entire life.

"It's just some external items. Although it hurts a little, it's also the reward for me to observe this body tempering method of yours. There is no need for me to feel that I am in debt."

The golden-robed man casually waved his hand, as if he did not care about the eight Longevity Drug s.

Ye Hao was speechless. He really didn't know what to say to such a rich and powerful person like the former.

Of course, Ye Hao still remembered this kindness in his heart.

"What do you think about reaching the Perfection Stage?"

The golden-robed man's expression suddenly became serious as he stared at Ye Hao without blinking.

Ye Hao frowned and concentrated on sensing the power in his body. After a long time, he shook his head and smiled bitterly, "I don't know …" How should he put it, but. I've never felt so powerful before. "

The golden-robed man nodded his head and said, "Talking on paper makes one feel light. It's better to have a real battle."

Crash! *

As he spoke, the golden-cloaked man waved his sleeve, and instantly, the world changed. Quickly after, a dazzling yet blurry figure appeared on the summit of the mountain.

An awe-inspiring aura of sage power was constantly emanating from this strange figure.

"This is a Dao body manifested from natural laws, possessing the battle prowess of a peak-stage Saint."

After the golden-cloaked man spoke, the bright figure, with incomparable horrifying might, dashed straight towards Ye Hao.

Rumble rumble rumble!

Bang bang!

In the blink of an eye, earth-shattering explosions erupted on the mountain peak. The waves of energy and blood that caused one's scalp to go numb surged like a tsunami into the sky.

Amidst the surging and terrifying Storm of Power, Ye Hao and that bright human figure were entangled together like lightning. The dazzling fist imprints, the numerous Dao talismans, the Order Divine Chain s were all constantly erupting, the two sides clashed back and forth, the battle was extremely intense.

How transcendent were Saints?

Even in the boundless Star Sea, an existence such as this would be a well-deserved hegemon of an expert, let alone a Taichu Star.

In the past when he was outside the Kunlun Forbidden Zone, the Cang Clan ancestor, Cang Lan, used just a shadow to force Ye Hao into a corner, and in the end, it was that mysterious Skywalker who appeared. In addition to Shen Jiuyou's ascension of the Extreme Realm, it was only then that he was able to escape the Eastern Desolation in a sorry state.

On the Taichu Star, a saint was the heavens, and could be said to be invincible.

And now, Ye Hao was facing an existence on this level and was also one of the most powerful Saints. He no longer had any fear and could use all his strength to face it head on, suppressing it in a disadvantageous position.

After a hundred punches, the power in Ye Hao's body had reached its peak. A fist print that was like the sun shining down on the sky, shining brightly, finally erasing the dazzling Saint's influence.

Dragon-Mounting Tripolar Stage, as expected of a supreme Body Cultivating Method, Ye Hao had always been able to look down on people of the same level when he practiced this technique.

However, what he did not expect was that even against a Saint, he would still be able to destroy everything in his path. Could it be that this natural law manifestation Saint's dao body was too weak?

"That's not it. The Saint body that my original body has evolved into is stronger than any other peak Saints. The reason why your victory is so weak is all because of your physique …" It is indeed much stronger than those in the same realm. "

The golden-robed man's voice once again rang out, "There are eight Longevity Drug. If this medicinal strength is combined, no saint would be able to withstand it. There is a reason why experts are strong."

Ye Hao was ecstatic. Although he knew that after completing the Polar Arts, he would be able to fight with even Saints, he never expected the Polar Arts to be so strong.

"Try it again."

The golden-robed man's voice rang out again, and then a massive rumbling could be heard as an even more terrifying figure took form.

His figure was like the burning of the sun, his entire body was filled with a terrifying aura, just by standing there, it already gave Ye Hao a terrifying pressure.

God!

It was a supreme existence!

"This Dao Body manifested by the laws is comparable to an ordinary God. Try again."

When the golden-robed man's voice fell, the God Dao Body with a terrifying aura soundlessly appeared in front of Ye Hao. The dazzling fist imprints were filled with a terrifying surging divine aura, sending Ye Hao's entire body flying, and even his body, cracked several times by the fist imprints, but it disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Existences that attained sainthood were indeed terrifying, not something that Saints could compare with. Even with Ye Hao's physique, he would still be injured from a single punch. This showed just how terrifying he was.

Of course, Ye Hao was not unfamiliar with fighting those who were stronger than him.

Thus, after knowing that his opponent had a battle power comparable to that of God, his eyes grew even more fanatical and fearless, and he took the initiative to charge out and fight against his opponent.

The two sides collided against each other, neither side backing down in the slightest.

Although Ye Hao's cultivation level was lower, with his powerful physique and the heaven defying recovery ability of the Polar Arts, he was still inferior to Ye Hao in terms of physique.

After exchanging over a thousand blows, Ye Hao's black eyes flashed with a mysterious light. His hand formed a seal and a mysterious and horrifying aura suddenly exploded within his body.

"Dragon Opening Heaven Hand!"

Ye Hao shouted in his heart, and an illusionary hand surrounded by mysterious symbols attacked horizontally. Wherever it went, the void shattered, and tens of thousands of silences appeared. As for the God Dao Body, it resisted for a moment and then completely disappeared.

This strike was so terrifying that even the supreme existence who had reached the level of sainthood was unable to withstand it.

Even Ye Hao himself was shocked and in disbelief at this result.

Dragon-Mounting Tripolar Stage, Golden Body, Tyrant Blood, and Dragon Bodies.

Although the Polar Arts had the purpose of tempering the body and excavating the human body's supreme treasure, in these three great realms, it also contained one type of sacred art.

Immortal Golden Body Fist.

Overlord Prison Immortal Finger.

Heaven Breaking Dragon Hand.

Now that Ye Hao's Polar Arts was at its perfection stage, he had finally barely managed to use the Dragon-Mounting Stage's sacred art.

However, Ye Hao did not expect that the last spell of the Polar Arts would actually have such a terrifying power. It could even destroy the supreme God in one go.

After the intense shock, an indescribable feeling of weakness gushed over like a tide, causing Ye Hao's vision to darken and he almost fell to the ground.

Ye Hao hurriedly took out a stalk of medicine to recover. Although the power of the last move of the Polar Arts was peerless, the damage it took was too great. Even using it as a trump card would be a hidden danger.

After all, if the opponent were to forcefully take this blow, then their own weakened state would be no different from a fish on the chopping block.

"Wu, looks like after you've mastered that technique, you're barely comparable to a saintly living being."

Crash! *

The heaven and earth changed and the white-haired, golden-robed man appeared once more. However, this time, he looked at Ye Hao and said, "From the looks of it, you seem to be very satisfied and happy."

Ye Hao was stunned, he suppressed the joy in his heart and scratched his head in embarrassment, but he couldn't help but mutter in his heart.

I was once a little cultivator, but now I can suppress the Saints and fight the God.

The golden robed man remained silent for a long while, before sighing. "That's right, you are indeed capable of suppressing Saint s and God s, but... Is that enough? "

Ye Hao was stunned.

"Is this where your Dao ended? is Bi Jian's God your end? "

The golden-robed man's expression became a bit indifferent, "Don't forget, the God that you just killed is just an ordinary expert in the saintly realm. And on that level, there is still a peak God, do you think that the current you, can defeat that kind of existence?"

On top of the Taichu Star, the old Candle Dragon from the Candle Dragon Clan was a creature at the peak of the God.

Although Ye Hao had never met the old Candle Dragon before, he knew that it would be difficult for him to kill ordinary God.

"Moreover, above the God, there are also True Immortals. Have you ever thought about what you are like in front of these creatures who step onto the path of longevity? "

The golden-robed man's words made Ye Hao fall into silence.

"Is it hard to imagine?"

The golden-robed man laughed coldly. "Then I'll let you experience it for yourself."

After saying this, the golden robed man waved his sleeves and the world instantly changed.

As the mysterious power of laws churned, the sea of clouds in front of Ye Hao seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force, revealing a dark and cold starry sky.

Ye Hao wasn't unfamiliar with the starry sky that suddenly appeared in front of him, because it was outside the Soldier-Forging Mountain. From the sea of clouds, he could even clearly see the Soldier-Forging Mountain veins.

"This is …"

Ye Hao was shocked. He stared at the familiar sky without blinking.

Currently, there were seven bright figures of Divine Light standing proudly outside the Soldier-Forging Mountain.

The pressure of this world!

These seven figures were simply too transcendent. Each of them was as dazzling as the sun, causing others to be unable to directly look at them. Especially their bodies, they were all emitting an ethereal aura of immortality.

In the face of this aura, any living being would feel extremely insignificant.

Even though Ye Hao didn't really appear in the sky and was only peeping through the crack in the sea of clouds, he felt powerless in his heart.

Any one of these seven people were unimaginably terrifying. In front of such a creature, Ye Hao didn't even have a chance to attack.

"You're so far away, yet the aura of a few True Immortals scared you to this extent?"

The golden-robed man let out a cold laugh. He continued to speak. "Then do you know that these seven True Immortals have come to settle the score with you?"

Ye Hao was shocked and his eyes narrowed.0

"Could it be... "They are..."

Ye Hao lost his voice and opened his mouth, he had a scary guess in his mind.

"That's right. These seven True Immortals are the bloodlines of the four Descendant of True Immortal s you killed in the trial, as well as the three Innate totem lifeforms."

The golden-robed man stared at the starry sky within the rifts in the sea of clouds, then said calmly, "If the seven True Immortals join forces, those two True Immortals by Heaven Mending Clan alone wouldn't be able to deal with the mess you have created."

Ye Hao was silent. At this moment, he had already seen that opposite to the seven terrifying figures, there were also two bright figures of Divine Light. It was obvious that they were the two Ancestor of True Immortal s from Heaven Mending Clan.

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