Seeing that the old ghost over there was already beginning to gather the energy of heaven and earth, Lin Hao felt an extreme sense of urgency in his heart.
However, defeating Tang Yun was no easy task for him either.
At least, not in a short span of time.
Could it be that today he was truly destined to perish right here?!
As the powerful pressure, slowly spreading like a rising tide from within the old ghost's body, enveloped this entire realm, a series of uncertain and astonished gazes across the plaza all converged upon him.
Although the distance was vast, most of the guests present were prominent and powerful figures in the Northern Wasteland, and they were keenly certain that once the old ghost finished charging his power, that single strike would undoubtedly kill a Void-Breaking Realm powerhouse on the spot!
Let alone someone in the Return to Void!
Feeling the pressure permeating from all directions, Lin Hao's expression gradually grew solemn. Now was not the time for hesitation; he absolutely could not let that old bastard finish gathering his power.
Taking a deep breath, Lin Hao lunged fiercely toward Tang Yun.
At this moment, Lin Hao's swordsmanship was extraordinary, his sword Qi surging across the air!
With all his hidden cards brought into play, Tang Yun was nearly unable to fend him off.
"Three-Absolute Sword Qi!"
Lin Hao suddenly pointed one finger upward in front of his chest, and three ancient sword phantoms of different colors instantly manifested around his body.
As he thrust his finger forward, a sword descended.
Three beams of sword light flew out simultaneously, and in his desperation, Tang Yun could only spread his palms to condense a barrier of light energy.
Crack!
A tiny fracture instantly appeared on the light barrier.
Tang Yun watched with dimmed, aged eyes, murmuring, "How is this possible..."
Crack!
Crack, crack! ! !
The fracture shattered instantly. When the light barrier was completely pierced, Tang Yun was directly impaled through the body by the three streaks of sword Qi, and his entire person plummeted straight down from the high altitude.
"He actually cut down Tang Yun!"
In the distance, Tang Chen clutched his hair and cried out in astonishment.
What kind of sword technique was that, for its power to be so terrifying?
Seeing that the three white rainbows were already streaking toward the old ghost's position, the old ghost finally hurled the gigantic black energy sphere above his head.
The three white rainbows collided with the massive black energy sphere with successive pops of "poof, poof, poof," and instantly dissipated into nothingness.
That world-destroying energy sphere, carrying supreme pressure, smashed fiercely downward toward Lin Hao.
At this moment, the old ghost panted heavily, having already consumed more than half of the spiritual power within his body.
Feeling the peerlessly astonishing destructive power of that black energy sphere, Lin Hao's expression finally sank to the absolute extreme.
He couldn't block it...
How hateful!
Treading the void, Lin Hao's eyes grew increasingly fanatical.
Seeing that he was about to be struck by the black energy sphere, Ye Ling hurriedly turned around, not daring to watch any longer.
She could only silently pray in her heart for the Master.
Hoping he would emerge from danger safely.
......
I've only just transmigrated, and now I'm going to die right here?
I am the Young Master of an Emperor Clan in the Upper Realm!
How could I possibly die in a place like this!
......
Just as Lin Hao's gaze grew intensely fanatical and he intended to make a desperate final struggle, a boundless and vast force suddenly dragged him into some mysterious world.
This was a frozen wasteland, the cold wind biting to the bone.
Along a winding coastline covered in solid thick ice, all kinds of divine weapons and sharp treasures stood planted in the ice.
Right in front of him, closest at hand, was merely a wooden sword.
Looking further back, there were dragon-shaped ring pendants, edge-less ancient black swords, treasure boxes emitting a mysterious halo, and treasured bows shining brilliantly under the reinforcement of a Bagua array formation...
The deeper one looked, the more miraculous the divine weapons and magical treasures became...
In the deepest depths, there seemed to be something residing there; that ultra-powerful force felt as though it had long since transcended the mortal world, transcended the Great Dao, and transcended everything!
Any laws, karma, and Great Dao seemed to become infinitesimal and utterly insignificant under that aura!
A single trace of leaked power was already enough to plunge Lin Hao into a hell of eternal damnation!
"That power... what on earth is it???"
Lin Hao rubbed his eyes hard.
It seemed he had run into a fortuitous encounter this time.
Fortunately, just like other transmigrators, if he didn't use a cheat now, he was really going to be finished.
Crack!
Beneath his feet, the sound of something fracturing suddenly rang out, causing Lin Hao to lower his gaze.
He saw cracks gradually spreading across the ice surface.
Compelling him to retreat hastily.
Clack!
Suddenly, a bronze mirror emerged from the cracks!
Reflected in the bronze mirror was a beauty as delicate and flawless as jade, with a graceful and charming demeanor, wearing white clothes resembling a prison uniform, with the character "Seven" printed on her chest.
"Lin Hao, congratulations on being chosen by the Rakshasa Divine Hall to become the seventh Path-Seeker of the Rakshasa God Clan!" The woman's voice was melodious and resounded solemnly.
The seventh Path-Seeker...
Wait!
"You mean, I've been chosen as a Path-Seeker?!"
Lin Hao pointed at his own nose and cried out in shock.
"Yes, that's right. I am your deity, Little Seven." The woman in the mirror giggled.
Path-Seeker...
Jumbled fragments of memories flashed through his mind one by one.
The biological father of the original owner of this body had once said that above the Rakshasa Emperor Clan and the Lin Clan, there existed the Rakshasa God Clan, known as one of the Eight Great Ancient God Clans of Taixu.
And the Rakshasa Emperor Clan was merely a branch of the Rakshasa God Clan.
As for where the Rakshasa God Clan actually was, even his father had no idea at all.
He only knew the legend that the Rakshasa God Clan would select individuals with outstanding talent among the descendants of the Lin Clan and confer upon them the title of Path-Seeker.
A Path-Seeker sought things beyond the Great Dao, boundless sacrificial Dao.
What exactly that was, no one knew.
And the birth of a Path-Seeker had always existed purely within legends; even someone with the Great Emperor strength of the Lin Clan's ancestor was not a Path-Seeker.
Never had he imagined that he would actually become a legendary Path-Seeker...
Lin Hao was overjoyed beyond measure.
But very quickly, he grew calm again.
The Path of the Seeker shouldn't be that simple, right?
Lin Hao twitched the space between his brows, staring suspiciously at the beauty in the bronze mirror.
"Don't look at me with those lustful eyes; I am merely a mirror spirit, and you can't touch me." The beauty in the mirror tossed her hair and scoffed.
Three black crows flew silently overhead.
Lin Hao twitched the corner of his mouth: "Who wants to touch you? Little Seven, are there any conditions for a Path-Seeker's Path of the Seeker? And what does being the seventh Path-Seeker mean?"
Little Seven yawned and said with tear-blurred eyes, "Our Rakshasa God Clan's Path of the Seeker is the exact same as the Paths of the Seeker of the Xiao Clan, Yan Clan, Soul Clan, Spirit Clan, Dragon Clan, and Phoenix Clan. As long as you can evade the hunting pursuit of the Asura God Clan's Path-Seeker, you can remain a Path-Seeker forever."
The Asura God Clan?
Lin Hao had never heard this name before.
"The Asura God Clan is the strongest lineage among the Eight Great Ancient God Clans of Taixu. Their Path-Seeker's Path of the Seeker is to hunt down the Path-Seekers of the other seven Ancient God Clans. Can you understand if I put it this way?"
"I can..."
Which meant that once he became a Path-Seeker, he would attract the hunting pursuit of the Asura God Clan's Path-Seeker.
Wonderful, just wonderful.
As expected, being a Path-Seeker wasn't an easy job.
It seemed that while the inheritance had arrived, whether he could survive and for how long depended entirely on his future growth rate.
"As for being the seventh Path-Seeker, just as the name implies, it means that right now, you are the seventh Path-Seeker of the Rakshasa God Clan."
"As a side note, since the creation of heaven and earth, seventy-three Path-Seekers of the Rakshasa God Clan have been born, and now only seven remain."
"You had better survive well, oh."
Lin Hao: "..."
No.
Is a Path-Seeker really this hard to survive as?
Then this Path-Seeker position... could he choose not to take it???