Fantasy: The ancestor is too steady, Luo Hou blesses at the beginning
Chapter 6 - The Low-Key Saint Demon Mountain! The Young Shi Hao!

Chapter 6  The Low-Key Saint Demon Mountain! The Young Shi Hao!

Chu Tian thought that if there were promising young talents, he could discuss with their elders to have them come to him. At worst, offering them some benefits would probably make them agree.

To save trouble, Chu Tian raised his hand and shattered the space, then vanished into the void.  Dao Miao Sect had countless immortal mountains floating in the air, and the divine river on the ninth heaven seemed to hang upside down on the horizon.

A strong aura of the immortal way and spiritual energy permeated everywhere. Auspicious celestial beasts guarded the sect gates, and flocks of immortals cranes flew back and forth through the sea of clouds. From afar, it looked exactly like a fairyland.

On the surface, Dao Miao Sect was slightly superior to Saint Demon Mountain, with the grandeur of a transcendent sect, perfectly matching people’s imagination of a cultivation paradise. Saint Demon Mountain was really low-key.

Above the clouds, Chu Tian stood with his hands behind his back, admiring this immortal scenery. At this moment, his gaze turned to a valley outside the sect gates of Dao Miao Sect.

Boom…!

A huge wave of energy surged in the valley, spiritual energy skyrocketing, scattering colorful lights.

“Damn it, catch him! Finish him off!”

“Hehe, Brother Xin was right, he’s just a waste after all!”

“Brother Lin, you’re wrong. He has the Reincarnation Sacred Body and was ranked first in the era before the Emperor appeared!”

“The so-called Reincarnation Sacred Body is nothing but a clown. His bloodline is like divine iron but he can’t open the veins. He’s just a waste. No matter how good his physique is, it’s useless!”

“Hahaha…”

The piercing laughter echoed through the sky. The young boy clenched his fists tightly, eyes bloodshot, clothes torn, and his skin was covered in cuts and bruises. The blood flowing from his wounds was golden!

The golden blood, at this moment, looked dim and lacked its former brilliance. Around the boy, ten peers of similar age sneered. With scorn, they stared at him, spitting out vicious insults and humiliations!

They were all cultivators at the Yuanmai realm, similar in age. But the boy could not cultivate and had long been left far behind. Now, it was ten against one, and the boy could only defend passively!

The Reincarnation Sacred Body’s former glory had faded, but his body was still as hard as divine iron and his strength could shake mountains. The ten Yuanmai cultivators needed to rely on their Yuanmai realm treasures to hurt him!

Listening to their words, the boy clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, humiliation, unwillingness, and anger all intertwined in his heart. All his feelings were suppressed deep in his heart.

As a weakling, no matter what he said, it was useless. The only truth was to defeat them with his fists!

“I am a loser. You ten gang up on me, yet after an hour, you still haven’t defeated me. That proves you are even more useless!”

The boy’s words were like a sharp knife, stabbing straight into the hearts of the ten youths, causing unbearable pain!

“Shi Hao, you’re asking for death!”

The battle erupted again, a youth charged at Shi Hao. The sword in his hand gleamed coldly as he swung it down, seeming capable of slicing space itself.

Shi Hao fought back fiercely, no longer dodging but blocking with his arm. The sword instantly cut into his arm, blood spurting out. The Reincarnation Saint Body was tough, the sword only cut halfway before being stopped by bone.

The youth’s expression changed. Before he could pull out the sword, Shi Hao roared fiercely. His fist instantly pierced through the youth’s chest, blood splashing all over Shi Hao’s face.

“Phuh…ugh… you… you lunatic…”

The youth spat blood, the flame of life rapidly fading. Before dying, he finally pulled out his sword, intending to take Shi Hao down with him.

Crack!

Shi Hao tore off his arm and kicked him far away, where he crashed and died completely.

“All of you, avenge Brother Xin!”

The youth called Lin shouted angrily, holding a magical device—a bright lamp—and activated it.

Blazing flames surged out from the wick, rushing towards Shi Hao.

The other eight youths all activated their devices, sending multiple beams of attack light at Shi Hao. The momentum was terrifying, the space seeming to tear with cracking sounds.

Shi Hao said nothing, charging forward while enduring wave after wave of attacks. The fierce flames scorched his skin, turning it charred black. The pain did not even make him frown.

He suddenly snatched the bright lamp from Lin’s hand and crushed it into pieces. This scene made the other nine widen their eyes in disbelief. The unawakened Reincarnation Saint Body was actually this terrifying?

Breaking magical treasures with bare hands?

No… no no no!

Lin was grabbed by Shi Hao, lifted by the neck into the air, shaking his head wildly, face full of fear. Dark yellow liquid gushed out from his body, foul-smelling and pungent.

“Don’t kill him! Stop!”

Lin was their only current leader, he must not die again.

Crack!

Shi Hao wrapped his arms around Lin Ge’s neck and twisted it off. A large amount of fresh blood splattered all over him, staining him completely red. Then, Shi Hao lifted Lin Ge’s headless body and slammed it onto a charging young boy.

Bang!

The two bodies collided, and the boy screamed miserably. His internal organs instantly ruptured, his limbs split apart, and in the blink of an eye, he died a tragic death.

Lin Ge’s headless corpse shattered directly. Shi Hao snatched a young boy’s precious sword and instantly split it in half. Innards and intestines spilled everywhere, blood gushed like a spring.

“I’m going to kill you! You useless piece of trash!”

A bald young boy shouted as he rushed forward. The weapon in his hand was an axe, raised high above his head, then violently chopped down.

Using the same move, Shi Hao blocked it with his other arm. Then in an instant, he cut off the bald boy’s head. The battle suddenly fell silent. The remaining five boys panicked, their legs trembling, almost scared into losing control.

They kept retreating, their bodies shaking, faces pale, unable to even hold their magical weapons steady. Shi Hao’s injuries were severe, his golden and red blood mixed together—both his own and his enemies’.

He looked like an immortal king drenched in blood, his aura overwhelming. Even gravely wounded and near death, he fought to the last moment!

The battle flared up again, the five Yuanmai Realm boys had no way to escape or dodge.

They shouted loudly to bolster their courage, their terrified faces charging forward. The five surrounded Shi Hao and launched a simultaneous attack.

Puchi!

One boy’s precious sword stabbed into Shi Hao’s back, stopping three inches in, stuck fast.

Just as he tried to pull out and flee, Shi Hao turned and punched him.

Bang!

Puchi!

Instantly, the boy’s head exploded, brain matter and blood splattering everywhere.

Puchi!

At the same time, the other four’s attacks also pierced Shi Hao’s body.

Ugh…

Shi Hao felt sharp pain, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth. His eyes turned blood-red as he locked onto one boy and suddenly lunged forward. He grabbed the boy’s head, then slammed his own head fiercely against it!

Puchi!

With the cycle saint’s body as hard as divine iron, how could the boy resist?

In an instant, the skull caved in, broken bones exposed, the boy died immediately. Shi Hao roared angrily, lifted the boy’s corpse, swung it around and struck the other three!

In an instant, one boy was smashed to pieces. The other two were thrown far away, and as they just landed, Shi Hao approached. He pinned them into the dirt and slit their throats from behind. Only one was left!

Though severely wounded, Shi Hao seemed to feel no pain. His expression calm, he stared at the last person not far away. Picking up a nearby precious blade, Shi Hao walked slowly towards him…

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