When Li Hao’s gaze fell on the lake surface, the wind-swept expanse transformed in his eyes into a vast chessboard.
Beneath the deep waters of the lake, demons moved like chess pieces wandering within those squares, autonomously shifting their formation.
“Chess…”
Having previously played against His Highness, Li Hao gained a deeper understanding of Chess Tao and now seemed to have advanced further, touching another State of Mind.
…
…
Several days later.
Outside Heavenly Gate Pass, a snowy white figure streaked towards the city.
Surrounded by flowing Dao light, his form was indistinct, flitting through the void unseen.
As he approached the city, he stopped, looking at the flag-waving fortress. The two-character banner ignited a killing intent in his tranquil eyes.
It was this devilish young upstart who had repeatedly thwarted his schemes, now leaving him in an extremely awkward situation, at risk of being exposed and contested at any moment.
“To kill Buddha Lord, even with the power of Dao Law Realm, one must die!”
The newcomer was the Saint Heir. His eyes were cold. Although he too was of the Dao Law Realm, having studied under a Saint since his youth, he possessed Divine Skills which were far beyond those in this realm, transcendent abilities that enclosed the ultimate principles of the Dao.
His Divine Thought surveyed the city, quickly spotting a fenced small courtyard within.
In the courtyard’s open area, a youth was peeling fish while a red-bearded vine demon prepared the firewood.
Another girl was practicing swordplay, and a disheveled individual was instructing her, occasionally growing agitated and stepping in to correct her.
Such an odd scene momentarily startled him, making him wonder if he was mistaken.
However, judging by the layout within the city, this courtyard was clearly at the city’s center, heavily guarded. Each person in the courtyard had cultivation levels, the vine demon building the firewood especially was a Demon King of the Four Stands Realm.
The only inscrutable one was the youth whose energy eluded him.
Undoubtedly, he was the target of this mission.
Just as he was about to strike, his gaze shifted momentarily towards a tea house not far from the courtyard.
At the window of the tea house, an old and a young figure were also looking his way.
The Saint Heir’s expression shifted slightly. Were there other masters present?
In the next moment, the elderly figure abruptly vanished from his spot.
Following several rapid flashes, the tea vendor emerged in the high sky just outside the city, both figures standing not far above the city walls, yet the guards on the city seemed oblivious to them.
“Saint bloodline…”
The tea vendor looked at the Saint Heir, his eyebrows slightly raised, a hint of malice surfacing in his eyes.
However, upon seeing the aura the other revealed during his instantaneous movement, the Saint Heir’s pupils shrank dramatically, exclaiming in horror,
“Demon Race?!”
The tea vendor, hearing his identification, curled his lips in a sneer and mocked,
“Did you come here for us, or for that youth?”
The Saint Heir gazed at him in shock, unable to believe that the Demon Race would emerge in this world, particularly here.
Quickly, he recalled legends about the Demon Race, which were said to be able to summon disasters. Whenever there was turmoil, the Demon Race would appear, bringing further carnage and calamity.
Moreover, their methods were brutal, capable of suppressing Incense Fire, a different, vicious Cultivation Method.
“Hmm?”
The tea vendor observed him casually, but his eyes slowly narrowed into a dangerous glare.
Feeling the faint aura emanating from the figure across from him, the Saint Heir grew both alarmed and enraged. The Demon Race, too, was of the Dao Law Realm?
How could this tiny Dayu have attracted the attention of the Demon Race!
Furious, he had thought dealing with a troublesome young upstart was challenging enough, and now a Demon Race had appeared, completely derailing his plans.
“So, you’re in collusion… very well!”
The Saint Heir clenched his teeth and, without lingering, promptly turned and withdrew.
But the old man at the tea stall wouldn’t let Li Hao leave so easily, and suddenly began to chase after him, both of them speeding away over a thousand miles.
“How dare you!”
The Saint Heir was suddenly furious, wanting to leave yet someone dared to hold him back?
With a loud bang, the two exchanged blows palm-to-palm, their fearsome Dao Power reverberating, sharp cries undetectable by ordinary people resonating through the air.
“You’re ruthless, I’ll remember this!”
The Saint Heir struck out with a palm, opting not to engage in a prolonged battle, and sped away using the force from his strike.
Apart from the old man, there was also a young girl and a young man present. He didn’t want to make too much noise and attract their attention.
The old man at the tea stall glanced briefly, didn’t pursue further, raised an eyebrow, snickered, and watched attentively for a moment until the other disappeared without a trace before turning back.
Upon returning to Cangya City, the old man at the tea stall went back to the tea house and briefly informed his young mistress about the situation.
“No wonder those demons were so bold; it seems they were drawn here by the Incense Fire detected by the Saint Clans…”
Ying Xiaoxiao slightly raised her eyes, somewhat surprised, yet not too surprised.
It was quite normal for the Saint Clans to covet this place’s Incense Fire for their cultivation.
“However, it’s none of our business. If they provoke us, we’ll just kill them. After all, the grudges of our ancestors haven’t been settled yet…”
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Ying Xiaoxiao’s voice was slightly cold.
The old man at the tea stall nodded subtly, picked up his tea and took a sip, feeling a slight burning sensation in his palm.
That youth from the Saint Clans seemed to have something about him…
While the two were eating and drinking, a young man’s voice reached their ears.
“Would you two like to come over and sit?”
Ying Xiaoxiao and the tea stall old man looked at each other, recognizing it as the voice of that young man.
The movement from the old man’s earlier intervention had obviously been detected by the young man.
“Miss,” the tea stall old man said, looking at Ying Xiaoxiao.
Though they were unafraid of the young man, their clan preferred to walk the world without getting involved in disputes.
“It’s all right.”
Ying Xiaoxiao waved her hand slightly, the golden bells on her wrist jingling pleasantly, attracting sneaky glances from the table beside them—what a beautiful girl…
But then, those sneakily peeking eyes suddenly bulged out, as they saw the old and the young at the tea drinking table disappear right under their eyelids.
They’ve gone mad!
In front of a small courtyard, the old man and his young companion appeared.
The guards at the door didn’t stop them, and the two entered the courtyard.
“How fragrant.”
Noticing the fish roasting over the firewood, Ying Xiaoxiao’s nose twitched slightly, her eyes lighting up.
Li Hao, seeing this old and young pair, immediately remembered they were the two from the official road.
He had always felt like he was being followed, but couldn’t detect it until just now when he sensed the disturbances from the small tea house, realizing his hunch was right—that indeed, he was being followed.
“Senior, aren’t you selling buns anymore?”
Li Hao looked at the tea stall old man with a mix of a smile.
Hearing Li Hao’s words, the old man’s face turned slightly red, and he coughed lightly:
“Made enough money, taking my granddaughter out for some fun.”
Li Hao smiled, not wanting to probe deeply, and simply said, “You two have been following me for quite some time now; what brings you here?”
Ying Xiaoxiao’s gaze shifted from the roasting fish back to Li Hao, her eyes bright and clear, and she smiled gently:
“Nothing much, just felt like interesting things happen around you, so I followed.”
What kind of reason was that? Li Hao raised his eyebrows, but seeing her pure and bright eyes, completely straightforward, he felt she might not be lying, otherwise, the reason was too far-fetched.
“What interesting things have you seen then?”
Li Hao asked.
“Just saw a member of the Saint Clans who seemed like they wanted to trouble you, would you say that’s interesting?” Ying Xiaoxiao said with a light laugh.
Li Hao slightly raised his brows. The commotion in the tea house had just ceased, and there were two more movements outside the city revealing auras that were pursuing and leaving. He naturally noticed.
Ancient Holy Clan? Li Hao’s eyes moved slightly, thinking of the Ji Family and other Saint Clans in Great Wilderness Heaven. His thoughts whirred, and he asked,
“Were they scared off by you?”
“Sort of.”
Ying Xiaoxiao smiled, “Aren’t you going to invite us to sit down first? We haven’t eaten yet, anyway.”
As she spoke, she glanced at the fish roasting over the fire.
“Please, take a seat.”
Seeing they meant no harm, Li Hao also invited them to sit and asked, “Is that member of the Saint Clans here for your trouble or mine?”
“Clearly here for you.” Ying Xiaoxiao pursed her lips and smiled, “He wouldn’t dare to trouble us.”
“Are you two also from the Ancient Holy Clan?”
“You guessed right.”
Ying Xiaoxiao replied with some surprise, then helplessly said.
Li Hao glanced at her, feeling this young girl’s acting was a bit exaggerated.
But aside from the Ancient Holy Clan, he couldn’t think of any other possibility for now.
The two hid their breaths well; he couldn’t investigate their specifics, but not being able to figure it out was tantamount to figuring it out.
Obviously, the strength of these two was somewhat terrifying, and they were most likely beings of the Tao Comprehension Realm.
“How about, I paint a picture for you two?”
Li Hao suddenly suggested.
Ying Xiaoxiao looked at the nearby drawing board with interest, “Can you actually paint? If it’s too ugly, I might have to tear it up.”
“I guarantee it’ll be beautiful.”
Li Hao said.
The tea stand elder spoke, “Paint me first.”
Old Jianghu are always cautious… Li Hao thought to himself and agreed immediately.
The tea stand elder was obviously on guard. He had heard of demons luring souls through paintings and other Demon Arts. Although such things would definitely be ineffective against them in the Tao Comprehension Realm, he could not guarantee there wouldn’t be other strange tricks.
After he was seated properly, Li Hao also readied the ink and swiftly began to paint.
Before long, a lifelike painting was sketched out.
Artistic Path Experience +18790.
With the prompt on the painting board before his eyes, Li Hao was momentarily stunned, then inhaled softly.
Good grief, what a bounty!
Painting a single picture gained him nearly twenty thousand experience!
Currently, his Artistic Path Attributes:
Seventh Stage of Artistic Path: (38279/500000)
He needed five hundred thousand experience to advance to Stage Eight.
Although accumulation over time would surely be faster than mere cultivation as long as he kept painting, to amass five hundred thousand experiences would still require at least half a year’s work.
After all, painting ordinary landscapes, even if the artistry was exceptional, would only yield a few symbolic experience points. Only by painting beings with Daoist Charm or powerful creatures could he gain a large amount of experience.
“Is it finished?”
The tea stand elder inquired.
Li Hao came back to his senses, showed the painting to him, and then when he looked at the two again, they seemed like living experience treasures.
“Oh, it’s actually quite good.”
Ying Xiaoxiao peered over and was a bit surprised; she could tell that this was not a simple reproduction but contained a certain charm.
The tea stand elder examined it and was also very satisfied. He quietly checked himself to ensure nothing like a “Curse” or soul-calling had occurred during the process, or that any hidden rules or other techniques were at play. Only then did he relax.
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“Shall I paint another for you?”
Li Hao turned to the young girl.
Seeing the tea stand elder didn’t object, Ying Xiaoxiao happily nodded her head.
Soon, Li Hao focused and started painting once again.
Artistic Path Experience +15832.
Tsk!
Li Hao marveled internally; this young girl was truly not simple—fifteen thousand experience! Even if the experience per painting declined with each subsequent attempt, he could still gain around a hundred thousand experience from painting her ten times.
If he worked them to the bone, painting a hundred or so pictures, he could at least harvest over two hundred thousand experiences.
Combined with the elder’s…the two could add up to nearly five hundred thousand!
With these two, he could close the gap to reach Stage Eight.
Earlier, His Majesty had left, and Li Hao was so caught up in serious discussions that he missed his chance to harvest. Next time he was free, he would go paint for His Majesty and the True Person from Gan Tao Palace—should be good for another four or five hundred thousand experiences. Then the jump from Stage Eight to Ninth Stage would be cut in half.
Tsk… The more Li Hao thought about it, the more delighted he became. He suddenly recalled they had just driven away a member of the Saint Clans—wasn’t that a missed opportunity for an experience bundle?
“Is it done?” Ying Xiaoxiao, seeing Li Hao stop, immediately asked.
Li Hao nodded, handing over the painting of the young girl to her.
In the painting, the girl in blue-green clothes swirled gracefully, the golden bells on her wrist seemed to flutter in the wind, her cascading black hair, and her dazzling eyes and teeth overwhelmed with beauty.
With astonishment sparkling in her eyes, Ying Xiaoxiao examined it closely and then said to Li Hao, “Can I keep this?”
“Of course.”
Ying Xiaoxiao’s face lit up, “I will treasure it.”
Li Hao smiled, “If you like it, I can draw more for you, different poses…like walking, flower picking, and so on.”
“Sure!” Ying Xiaoxiao quickly agreed.
Li Hao chuckled inwardly and immediately started on a second painting for her.
From the experience gained, Li Hao could also roughly surmise that the two were beings of the Tao Comprehension Realm. After all, even when he painted the Candle Flame God, he didn’t get such a bountiful amount of experience.
Yet these two Tao Comprehension Realm beings were here for no reason, claiming to be from the Ancient Holy Clan… Who are they trying to fool?
Having previously visited the Ji Family, which was not considered the most declining clan among the Ancient Holy Clans, the Tao Comprehension Realm members were already War God Level existences within the clan—only two or three people in one clan. Even if the other Ancient Holy Clans doubled in number, they wouldn’t be idle enough to come here and track him down.
However, aside from the Ancient Holy Clan, were there other powers?
Li Hao was curious. Perhaps he would have to ask His Majesty to know more, as his current knowledge was only limited to some intelligence controlled by the Divine General Mansion and it did not include the secret affairs that only the True Dragons of the family could manage.
“Master, the grilled fish will be ready soon. Shall we eat before continuing with the painting?”
Ren Qianqian came over and asked.
Li Hao nodded, finished the painting in front of him and then called over the old man and the young girl to dine together.
Ying Xiaoxiao readily agreed before the old man could stop her, and could only transmit his message secretly: “Miss, we are really not that acquainted yet.”
“Don’t worry, I have an iron stomach; I can digest even poison.”
Ying Xiaoxiao’s response almost made the old man from the tea stall spit out blood; he chuckled bitterly in his heart, and could only comply with the miss.
Nevertheless, when it came to dining, the old man was quicker than Ying Xiaoxiao, quickly grabbing the pieces of fish Li Hao handed to him and swallowing them speedily.
After confirming they were not poisoned and wanting to let the miss know it was safe to eat, he saw Ying Xiaoxiao already devouring her meal, her mouth greasy. It wasn’t that she completely lacked ladylike qualities; it’s just that they were scarce.
The tea stall old man secretly chuckled bitterly, seeing Li Hao eating carefreely, he felt he was perhaps being overly anxious.
If he was by himself, he wouldn’t care much, but having the miss with him always made him overly tense.
Following a meal of grilled fish, the group chatted idly, transitioning from food and drink to cultivation.
The conversation about cultivation was started by Jiang Lichen, quickly moving from Dao Domain to Tao Comprehension Realm, and the existence of the Saint Realm.
Li Hao was just listening, while Jiang Lichen began discussing the path to becoming a Saint with Ying Xiaoxiao.
Having personally witnessed the Buddha Lord trying to leapfrog the Tao Comprehension Realm and become a Saint in one step from the Grand Tao of Peace Realm, Jiang Lichen harbored the same thought.
“There are three paths to becoming a Saint, one is through Incense Sainthood, one is through Sacrificial Dao, and the other is through Extreme Path to Saint Ascension!”
Ying Xiaoxiao, thinking of Jiang Lichen as someone from Li Hao’s side, explained to him, “The path you choose, the Sacrificial Dao to become a Saint, is the most difficult and heavily reliant on perception.”
Jiang Lichen hummed while eating, “I like challenging the most difficult; once my Sword Dao is cultivated to its peak, to ascend through a sword ritual, I will definitely slay everything in the world!”
“…”
Ying Xiaoxiao talked a bit more, feeling that the old man’s mind wasn’t quite there, and stopped paying him any attention, instead turning to Li Hao:
“Which path do you plan to take?”
Li Hao had already understood the differences between these three paths while listening to their conversation.
Incense Sainthood, the most mainstream way of becoming a Saint, was chosen by nearly 99% of all Saints.
Next was the toughest path, Sacrificial Dao to become a Saint—the path Jiang Lichen knew of.
By cultivating one’s Dao to the extreme and using the Sacrificial Dao to ascend, transcending through Dao.
Without relying on Incense Fire, but by using the Sacrificial Dao to overcome the Saint’s Three Disasters!
This path places significant importance on perception!
And the required perception is terrifying, extraordinarily so; after all, what level of perception can equate to the power of billions of incense fires?
It’s the most challenging path, one that no one chooses; rather than wracking brains over this path, it’s more efficient to ponder how to gather some Incense Fire.
It’s akin to the difference between getting into Qingbei and earning a million.
Earning a million, with some effort and luck, can be accumulated over decades.
If insufficient, seeking connections or borrowing from parents would almost suffice.
But getting into Qingbei… it’s not something achievable just by hard work.
Without the brains, no amount of studying helps.
Unless one is reborn with a new mind.
As such, Incense Sainthood was generally chosen beyond reaching the Tao Comprehension Realm, as all were considered prodigies of heaven, and no one would admit to poor perception; but throughout history, countless have failed on the path of Sacrificial Dao to become a Saint.
Thus, gradually, the path was less chosen, with only those exceptionally stubborn trying it but ending up wasting their time without achieving anything notable.
Therefore, Incense Sainthood gradually became the main path; after all, those existing within the Tao Comprehension Realm had some connections—to borrow, to amass, and to patch up, just about making it.
If still not enough, then only time could grind it out.
Although Incense Fire was perpetually scarce, much like money, making an effort still held some hope.
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Similar to the Incense Sainthood, the difference lay in that the Extreme Path to Saint Ascension gathered not the Incense Fire Power but grudges, killings, and other negative forces.
Compared to being praised, instilling fear seemed simpler, especially with power at one’s disposal.
This path would have suited Jiang Lichen, who behaved without restraint, but unfortunately, he was too single-minded, insisting on sticking to the Sword Dao.
However, according to Ying Xiaoxiao, this Secret Technique was exclusive to their clan, how it was controlled was not disclosed, and outsiders, even if they learned it, couldn’t use it as their bodies weren’t conditioned for it.
“I… will see when the time comes.”
Faced with Ying Xiaoxiao’s inquiry, Li Hao thought for a moment and said.
According to her, he could choose between the Incense Fire and the Sacrificial Dao.
Li Hao had not yet reached the Tao Comprehension Realm, so exactly how, he would have to wait until his panel points increased before he could see.
He felt, considering the way of adding points to his panel, he might choose the Ritual Path to Saint Ascension.
Physical Body Sainthood!
In their casual conversation, the relationships among them had also grown significantly closer. Although Jiang Lichen appeared crazy, after talking with Ying Xiaoxiao, he secretly transmitted a message to Li Hao:
“They might be from the Demon Race, be careful.”
“Demon Race?”
“Yes, the Extreme Path to Saint Ascension is a long-lost method and also the most evil one. Once detected by a Saint, it will certainly bring great disaster.”
Li Hao was somewhat surprised, not expecting Jiang Lichen, who indeed hailed from the Royal Family, to know quite a lot.
“However, whether they are from the Demon Race or the Divine Clan, it doesn’t really matter; at least they bear no malice towards us,” Li Hao transmitted back to him.
Jiang Lichen thought for a moment and replied, “That might be true.”
Then, he continued to look for Ren Qianqian to teach her swordsmanship.
Li Hao, having eaten, continued painting for Ying Xiaoxiao and the others, his Artistic Path Experience growing significantly.
Time passed quickly.
There were now an old man and a young girl in the small courtyard.
The yard was not large, but everyone seemed to have their own amusements.
Two days later, news arrived from the Imperial City about the Wang Family having information on Feng!
After reading the message, Li Hao became somewhat excited; Feng’s missing soul was indeed in the Mo River.
“Qianqian, practice your sword well in the yard. Ninth Prince, I’m going to the Wang Family; do you want to come along?”
“The Wang Family? No, no.”
Jiang Lichen impatiently waved his hand, saying, “Go quickly and come back quickly, I’ll properly teach your little disciple here.”
“She’s not my disciple.”
“What’s the difference, just go.”
“…”
Really, how to curse someone properly.
Li Hao then looked towards Ying Xiaoxiao and the old man at the tea stall, now also knowing the old man’s name, although unsure if it was real or fake, named Ying Lizhong.
“Do the two of you still want to follow me?”
Ying Lizhong looked at the eager Ying Xiaoxiao, shook his head, and said, “Miss, the area around the Wang Family is surrounded by the Mo River, let’s not join that fray.”
Ying Xiaoxiao thought for a moment and said, “Alright, then we’ll wait here for you to come back.”
“Good, then I’ll trouble the two of you and the Ninth Prince to take good care of Feng.”
Li Hao nodded. Although they hadn’t known each other for long, a friend with a shared drink doesn’t require long to recognize.
Trusting them with Feng, Li Hao felt quite reassured.
After saying farewell to several people, Li Hao took Candle Flame God and Xiyan, and headed for the Wang Family in Yunzhou.
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Traveling day and night, crossing mountains, rivers, and Jianghu, despite taking a direct route, they still had to cross six or seven great states, a distance of nearly a million miles.
But this time, Li Hao had no mind to enjoy the local customs or sightsee along the way; he was in a hurry.
Candle Flame God galloped all the way, its hoofs of flame streaking across the sky. A day later, they arrived at the borders of Yunzhou.
Over Yunzhou, many powers and Sects stood tall, but all had the shadow of the Wang Family behind them. Since the Imperial Capital stripped away the border guards’ military power, the Wang Family’s influence had deeply penetrated these Jianghu powers, using the Sects as a cover for military training. Should the day come when Demons invaded Yunzhou, one would see a Yunzhou united as one.
Those seemingly disorganized Sects could produce armor and weapons of such quality it would make the Demons retreat.
As for whether that old man in the Imperial Capital turned a blind eye, well, no one could say for sure.
Candle Flame God descended, landing outside the Divine General Mansion of the Wang Family.
This resplendent and majestic Divine General Mansion was positioned in the center of Yunzhou City, as if it marked the absolute dominion of its occupants. Inscribed with the five characters of “Heavenly Illuminating Divine General Mansion”, its golden brilliance was dazzling and awe-inspiring.
Seeing the demonic aura emitted by Candle Flame God, the guards outside the Divine General Mansion were startled, but they quickly realized something and hurried inside to report.
Before long, a mighty sound of footsteps approached.
Headed by Family Head Wang Yongzhi, who appeared to be in his forties, followed by many influential figures of the Wang Family, most of whom either held titles or official positions, people of great distinction on any normal day. But at that moment, they hurried along, their expressions filled with curiosity and tension.
There had long been rumors about the extraordinary bearing of the young man, but they had never seen him with their own eyes. Although the young man had been ennobled and promoted, he had not yet met the Saint in the court, which was quite a rare occurrence.
Soon, as they reached the entrance, they immediately saw the youth seated on Candle Flame God’s back.
The young man’s complexion was fair and handsome, with deep, dark eyes as lustrous as polished jade, devoid of the arrogance and superiority they had expected. Instead, he seemed restrained and profound, possessing a loneliness and grace as if seated atop an empty mountain peak alone.
Wang Yongzhi narrowed his eyes slightly, then immediately bowed and said,
“You must be Haotian General, right?”
“Master Wang?”
Out of respect, Li Hao also dismounted from the powerful and strong Candle Flame God. Immediately afterwards, Candle Flame God transformed into a blaze, taking on the appearance of a young man with piercing eyes, and stood coldly behind Li Hao.
Beside Wang Yongzhi, two elderly members of the Wang Family fixed their gaze heavily and felt a chill in their hearts.
Although there were rumors, seeing with their own eyes that the ruler of the Great Void Realm had indeed been subdued by this young man was quite something.
Since the battle at Liangzhou, the ruler of the Great Void Realm revealed his strength to be that of a Half-step Tao Realm existence.
“Greetings to Haotian General.”
Many influential figures of the Wang Family also saluted Li Hao politely; everyone was very courteous.
Although they had previously heard that Li Hao had slain the Buddha Lord, they weren’t much concerned. But as time passed and more detailed intelligence came back, especially secretive reports from their people placed within the Buddhist community, it seemed the Buddha Lord might have been ascending to the Tao Comprehension Realm when he was killed by Li Hao.
This made them feel a bit alarmed.
After all, the strength revealed by the Buddha Lord had always been of the Grand Tao of Peace Realm.
Though sufficient to deter others, compared to the Wang Family’s long-accumulated heritage, and considering that a group from the Wang Family entered the Immortal Gate a thousand years ago—their monsters—though they were polite to the Buddha Lord, there was no real fear or awe.
The Wang Family also had strength comparable to the Grand Tao of Peace Realm.
Moreover, if the monsters from the Immortal Gate returned one day, they would surely not be far behind.
But the Tao Comprehension Realm was different; it represented the strongest under the Saints.
The True Person of Gan Tao Palace made the four corners of the world’s Demons not dare to act rashly, because the strength he exhibited was already of the Tao Comprehension Realm.
And no one had seen him fight with all his strength, so how much hidden power he truly had, no one knew.
For all the matters that required his intervention were resolved cleanly.
“Haotian General, please.”
Wang Yongzhi invited Li Hao with a smile on his face.
Li Hao also courteously exchanged pleasantries and followed them into the mansion.
Along the way, Wang Yongzhi took the opportunity to introduce many of the Wang Family’s powerful figures to Li Hao, clearly aiming to form connections.
The two elders nodded at Li Hao, one with a smile and a gentle demeanor, while the other had a calm expression, appearing neither warm nor cold.
The latter was Wang Zhenping, Wang Yongzhi’s uncle and the father of Wang Xiangru.
He remembered all the various remarks his daughter had sent back to her family, along with complaints from his grandchildren, so he had no favorable impression of the young man in front of him.
However, he knew that this young man was now different from before, with formidable strength and illustrious military achievements, so he would not provoke trouble unnecessarily.
When they reached the grand hall of the Wang Family, Li Hao asked impatiently:
“Master Wang, you mentioned earlier that you had found Mr. Feng Boping’s soul?”
Hearing Li Hao refer to Feng Boping that way, Wang Yongzhi thought of how the latter, in a fit of rage, had killed the Buddha Lord and felt a mix of emotions. He said:
“Haotian General, there is no need to worry. His Majesty has already explained it to me. The Thieve Saint’s soul might be fragmented, with not much lingering will, and is now trapped in a Netherworld Level Mo River.”
“When we found it, we had already had my second uncle Wang Zhendong personally attempt to clear it.”
Netherworld Level?
Li Hao inwardly let out a sigh of relief; it was not at the Youdu Level.
His previous venture into the Dragon City Mo River had been a narrow escape.
Even with his current strength at the Grand Tao of Peace Realm level, he could not say for certain that he could clear any other Youdu Level Mo River, as the rules of each Youdu Level Mo River varied.
