Chapter 162

Shi Hao coldly spoke.

"Is this an elder of the Dust Barrier Holy Land?"

"Looks like their Holy Land wants to protect this Shi Tian."

"What a bunch, they aren't afraid of offending the Immortal Sect!"

The old man, hearing Shi Hao's forceful words, hurriedly said: "Shi Tian, the heaven's pride, I have no other intention."

"Then get lost."

Shi Hao said indifferently, then turned his head to continue looking at Shi Tian.

The Holy Land elder was instantly speechless.

Even if you gave him a hundred guts, he wouldn't dare offend the Immortal Sect!

Immediately he said no more, "Holy Son, you're on your own; I really can't do anything."

"No, no!"

"Cousin, we are after all of the same lineage; please, for the sake of our blood relation, spare my dog's life."

The famed heaven's pride of the Central Region now lies on the ground like a dog, wagging its tail and begging.

"You dare claim to be of the same lineage? When you seized my Supreme Holy Body, why didn't you think like that?"

"I still remember clearly the vicious smile on your face back then."

Shi Hao, facing his plea, remained unmoved, his expression still calm.

"Alright, you may go die."

Shi Hao said coldly, and a powerful aura pressed down on Shi Tian.

"No, ah!"

Accompanied by a fierce punch, Shi Tian on the ground screamed and was directly blown into a blood mist.

"Hah, what about the Holy Son? What about the Holy Land?"

"Having cultivated the Supreme Law for three years, dare to pull down the Great Saint."

Hearing Shi Hao's muttering, the Holy Land elder beside him immediately trembled.

"Pulling down the Great Saint, could it be referring to me?"

Shi Hao also happened to look over, and the two locked eyes for a moment.

"I blew your Holy Land's Holy Son into blood mist; will your Holy Land not retaliate?"

Shi Hao coldly retorted, his knot undone; he now felt his whole body light, feeling his state of mind could rise another level.

"No, absolutely not."

"Immortal Sect's heaven's pride, you're overthinking."

The Holy Land elder hastily patted his chest to guarantee.

After all, the dead can't speak, so let this matter just pass...

The person in charge of the Heaven's Pride Convention sent by the Divine Kingdom in the distance withdrew his gaze.

Frowning, he muttered: "This Qingyun heaven's pride is actually this strong! Even the third-ranked heaven's pride on the list is no match for him in a single punch."

Soon after.

Shi Hao flew to beneath the battle platform and met up with several sect disciples.

After discussing together, they all scattered.

Planning to each go into battle, to defeat all the heaven's prides coming to the Heaven's Pride Convention, and spread the name of Qingyun's heaven's pride.

"Senior sister, Shi Hao brother is actually this strong now!"

"I finally understand what you often nag about: never underestimate any heaven's pride from anywhere."

"They merely lack resources; as soon as they meet a force willing to nurture them, they will instantly transform like golden scales into a dragon and soar to the heavens!"

In a pavilion outside the battle platform, disciples of the transcendent force Jade Clear Palace were located.

Liu Xue continuously spoke to her senior sister in a clear voice.

Back when she first arrived in the Eastern Region, the senior sister constantly warned him.

"Yeah, it's truly unbelievable."

Leng Bingning withdrew her gaze and said in shock.

At the peak of the God Transformation Realm, only a step away from the True Person Realm.

She still remembered that when she first saw Shi Hao, his cultivation was only early Nascent Soul Realm.

In such a short time, he has already soared to the peak of God Transformation.

For him, cultivation is as simple as drinking water!

At the same time.

On the other side, after watching for a long time, Jingyue Valley's Di Xin'er also withdrew her gaze, only regaining her composure after a while.

She was utterly puzzled, wondering how this Qingyun disciple cultivated.

The third-ranked heaven's pride Holy Son Shi Tian, who made her feel powerless to oppose, was killed by a single punch from the Qingyun disciple.

That means if she went up, she could do it too.

It's all a one-punch ending.

Could it be that he has been hidden away too long and can't keep up with the times?

At the same time, the main venue of the Heaven's Pride Convention.

The Qingyun Sect's disciples dispersed, each occupying a battle platform, waiting for heaven's prides to come challenge.

Shi Hao stood with his hands behind his back on the original battle platform, closed his eyes to cultivate his spirit, wearing a set of blue sect robes, his sleeves fluttering in the wind, the Dao rhythm flowing, quite eye-catching.

However, no one dared to step up and challenge—haven't you seen that the top three on the Heaven's Pride Ranking were all beaten into blood mist?

He is now the uncrowned king of this Heavenly Pride Grand Assembly.

On another towering high platform, the Imperial Step Formation continuously emanates Dao power, as two Heavenly Pride contenders clash.

"You monk, you still have some skill."

"Looks like I have to go all out."

Lin Bai held the Qinglian Sword and spoke slowly.

Sword qi surged all around him, and Qinglian lotuses sprang from the ground, clearly they had already crossed blades.

Hearing this, the Buddha Son of Buddha Land, Jing Tianchen, felt his heart jolt.

But he kept his composure, continuing to sit cross-legged.

After defeating Sima Qiu Bai and fully restoring his internal spiritual energy, he came to continue the challenge.

This Sword Dao cultivator, a Qingyun Heavenly Pride, is truly not ordinary!

His strength is formidable, not something that Sima Wuqing can compare to.

"Sir Patron, even if you use your full strength, this little monk can hold up."

"It's just a pity that this little monk likely has no affinity with you, so I cannot deliver you."

Lin Bai heard this, curled the corner of his mouth, and his hand did not stop moving.

"Deliver? I saw you just now delivering that golden-armored youth; you nearly beat him to death—really delivering, a physical deliverance!"

"Then just take it."

"Qinglian Sword Body!"

"Qinglian Sword Technique."

Above the void, another heavenly phenomenon appeared.

Gigantic, miraculous Qinglian lotuses bloomed in the void.

On the platform, countless Qinglian lotuses also surged forth.

Endless, piercing sword qi crisscrossed and tore outward.

"Qinglian Sword Body!"

Sensing this aura, many cultivators were greatly shocked.

Shocking, utterly shocking!

Just who is this Heavenly Pride of the Qingyun Immortal Sect!

Is he related to the Sword God!

In ancient times, the Qinglian Sword God was precisely the talent of the Qinglian Sword Body.

This is another Heavenly Pride with the Qinglian Sword Body—could it be that their generation is destined to witness the rise of yet another Sword God?

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to Lotus!"

On the platform, the Sword Dao Realm's Sword Body aura fully unfolded, and Lin Bai struck with a single sword.

As this sword strike was unleashed,

The void was filled with Qinglian lotuses, and the ground was covered with countless Qinglian lotuses.

Together with the piercing sword qi, they surged toward Jing Tianchen, who sat cross-legged not far away.

"Second Realm of Sword Dao! Sword Body!"

"At this age, to reach this level—if he doesn't die young, becoming a Sword God is absolutely certain!"

Not far away, Jing Tianchen clasped his hands together and chanted Buddhist scriptures.

Buddhist sounds filled the sky, fully resisting the incoming sword qi and countless Qinglian lotuses.

"Qinglian Sword Technique, Qinglian Asks the Way!"

"Break!"

Lin Bai, seeing this, unleashed another powerful sword qi.

Bang!

The piercing sword qi directly shattered Jing Tianchen's Buddha Light Shield, blasting him onto the platform below.

With a bang!

Jing Tianchen fell hard to the ground, feeling as if his whole body were about to be sliced by ten thousand sword qi; after a moment he gritted his teeth and rose despite the pain.

"This little monk has lost."

At the edge of the assembly, some Sword Dao cultivators noticed something amiss.

The three-foot green blade in his hand was exactly the Qinglian Sword they had long dreamed of!

The Sword God's companion sword!!!

Afterward, countless divine senses probed over.

Lin Bai immediately sensed it, frowning as he looked in all directions.

"Hmph! Dare to spy on my Qingyun disciple."

At that moment, a muffled groan came from the heavens.

Immediately, a mighty Imperial Realm pressure swept across heaven and earth.