In the troubled times of the ten directions, the Martial Saint in the world!

"I am still in the inner demon tribulation."

Wang Hao exhaled softly and walked slowly towards the dark, chaotic and silent world. The crisp footsteps echoed in his ears, very clear.

In the darkness, it seemed as if there were countless ghosts whispering in his ears, and it seemed as if there was an endless cold wind howling.

So many gorgeous things flickered in Wang Hao's eyes, and the colorful world flowed in the depths of his pupils, but he always stuck to his heart and regarded them as grass and bones.

"Nine thousand three hundred and eighteen steps, nine thousand three hundred and nineteen steps."

Wang Hao walked in the quiet darkness, his eyes on his nose, his nose on his mouth, his mouth on his heart, his heart on his Dantian, and he maintained the tranquility of his soul.

I don’t know how long I walked, but everything suddenly became clear.

What came into view was still the extremely mottled martial arts arena.

It was quiet everywhere, not a sound was heard!

Countless pairs of eyes were fixed on him, with envy, admiration, hatred and fear.

Wang Hao's eyes swept across the Tongtian Lingbei. The light was dim, but the dragon pattern remained.

He murmured softly, "There are so many things in the world, and people have joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness. How could it be like what I saw before? This is the real world of mortals."

As he spoke, Wang Hao exhaled slowly.

  At this moment, the spiritual charm of heaven and earth gathered in his Dharma body like a tide, and he felt as if he had been reborn and transcended into a saint!

"Success!"

Wang Hao's eyes were filled with excitement. He looked back at the leisurely figure, clasped his hands together, and said in a deep voice: "Master, I have not dishonored the reputation of Yuxu Palace. I have successfully condensed my Dharma body and achieved the realm of human immortal!"

"It is rare in ancient times for someone to attain immortality at the age of eighteen." Gao Miao's voice sounded, filled with admiration.

"Without Master's teachings, Wang Hao here would still be a mortal in the mortal world! Master's kindness is truly unforgettable!" Wang Hao said with great respect.

"Wang Hao, since you have already achieved immortality, are you still willing to continue the bet?" The calm words sounded, and Wang Hao's eyes suddenly brightened.

He turned his head to look at the old figure with erratic eyes, and said slowly: "Wang Hao is not a kind person, nor is he a pure Taoist disciple. Therefore, I have no merits in my heart, only the intentions of the world! The hatred of the past should be avenged today!"

"It's not about who's better, it's about life or death!!"

The words echoed throughout the square, and the great elder of Tai Shang Dao had an extremely gloomy expression.

He said coldly: "Since you are so obsessed, then I will not show mercy. But, I hope Tianzun understands that it was Wang Hao who was obsessed with fighting a life-and-death battle with me, and the blame is not on me!"

“Hehe, you can just give it a try. If he dies in your hands, it will be because you are not skilled enough and don’t have enough supernatural powers. It’s all your own fault. You can’t be blamed!” The indifferent words sounded, lofty and dreamy, as if they were above the ninth heaven!

At this moment, a strange feeling emerged in Wang Hao's mind.

He said to himself in his heart: "Why do I always feel that my current Master is so strange, so high and mighty, so unreal, and contrary to my previous cognition?"

While he was thinking, a grim voice rang out: "Wang Hao, come here and die!!"

The great elder of the Supreme Dao has already stepped into the martial arts arena, his face ferocious and cold.

"Since you want to die so badly, I will grant your wish!"

Wang Hao sneered and jumped straight into the martial arts field. With a wave of his five fingers, he once again transformed into a three-headed, six-armed demon god like the sun!

All the distracting thoughts were left behind him.

The only thought was to completely kill this great elder of the Supreme Dao! "Even though you have condensed your Dharma body now, you are still just a human immortal!"

"And I am an earthly immortal who has gone through thousands of tribulations and participated in countless wars! How could I be defeated so easily?"

The Great Elder of the Supreme Dao also evolved into the All-Seeing Dharmakaya, in charge of the heavenly divine soldiers.

A giant sword as big as a mountain slashed down from the air, containing the terrifying power of yin and yang annihilation!

Wang Hao transformed into a golden sword and went forward to face the surging yin and yang, water and fire. Between the sword energy, there was the roar of a real dragon!

boom! !

The heaven and earth roared, and endless waves swept across the void.

Wang Hao only felt that at this moment, everything in his eyes was occupied by extreme light.

All he could see was a huge shadow as big as a mountain or sea.

“Wang, Wang Hao!!”

A hurried call rang out, and Wang Hao woke up as if from a dream.

Only then did he notice that he was already lying on a cold jade ice bed.

Clear cold smoke lingered on the side, and the extreme coldness sealed the void.

"I, what's wrong with me?"

Wang Hao struggled to get up, only to feel extreme pain all over his body, as if there was a divine peak weighing tens of millions of pounds pressing down on his spine.

He couldn't help but cough lightly, with blood dripping from the corners of his mouth.

"You are really crazy. Are you willing to risk your life just for a breath of air?" A slightly reproachful and concerned voice sounded, and Wang Meng's figure appeared in front of Wang Hao.

"Master, where is this place?" Wang Hao only noticed at this moment that the place where he was now was filled with pure wood power.

There are endless fragrant grass and green shade everywhere, as if you are in the wilderness or deep mountains.

  The rich medicinal fragrance permeates the sky and earth, refreshing the heart!

"This is one of the small worlds of our Wang family in Langya. It is a land of medicinal spirits that nourishes all kinds of elixirs." Wang Meng said with a faint smile, "The battle between you and the old ghost of the Supreme Dao was too fierce, so your Dharma body was damaged and your injuries were too severe. Therefore, we arranged you to this land of medicinal spirits to use the power of the wood element and the medicinal meaning refined for eternity to nourish your Dharma body, restore your Yuanshen, and repair your completely broken Dantian."

At this moment, Wang Hao realized that there was a burning sensation and a tearing sensation like being stabbed by cold needles in his dantian.

His face suddenly turned even paler, and he coughed and said, "I, I am actually so badly injured?"

"More than that! You and the old ghost from Tai Shang Dao really fought each other! In that battle, if Qishan had not been protected by the Great Heavenly Venerable, I'm afraid Qishan would have been completely destroyed by you!! In the end, you fought until you were exhausted, how tragic it was!" Wang Meng sighed.

"What's the final result?" Wang Hao asked anxiously.

Wang Meng's eyes were filled with solemnity, and he said slowly, "Wang Hao, do you really not remember?"

Wang Hao shook his head slightly, looking confused.

His memory was in chaos and he couldn't remember clearly!

"You are still alive and sitting here, so of course you won! Although that old ghost is a perfect being in the Earthly Immortal Realm, he has been pampered for too long and has long lost his bloodiness and ruthlessness to kill! Moreover, due to the years, he became timid in the final life-and-death battle, and you seized the flaw and killed him completely!" Wang Meng said slowly.

"So, I won?" (End of this chapter)