That phantom was only the size of an ordinary person, with silver hair draped directly over its shoulders and scarlet, violent eyes. It stepped upon a multicolored vortex, looking immensely mysterious.
The moment it appeared in this realm, the extreme aura of violence it emanated instantly sent a chill down everyone's spine.
"What... is that..."
Ye Ling felt the biting cold wind and raised her head in astonishment.
"Is that Hao'er's Soul Art?"
Ye Liuwu said in surprise.
Soul Art?!
Seeing such a mysterious Soul Art, everyone present was dumbfounded.
Soul Arts usually originated from family inheritance and were rarely the result of mutation.
Could it be that the family behind Hao'er was a terrifyingly powerful faction?!
...
Lin Hao stood in place, gathering the endless energy of heaven and earth at his fingertips. Using one's fingers as a sword was a technique usually mastered only by those who had achieved greatness in the Sword Dao, but in his hands, it had long been perfected.
The formless sword surpasses the tangible sword!
In a split second, a stream of sword qi condensed at his fingertips.
The ringing of the sword resounded across the heavens, piercingly loud, causing countless people to cover their ears in terror.
Some cultivators with insufficient cultivation even fell to the ground rolling and wailing in pain.
A few people even began to bleed from their seven orifices.
"This boy's Soul Art and Sword Dao are both wonders of the current age. They are definitely not something this tiny Xuantian Sect could possess."
"Yet I have never heard of such a Soul Art."
"What kind of Soul Art could possibly produce such an immense aura of malice?"
While Tang Yun was muttering to himself, Lin Hao used his fingers as a sword and slashed upward fiercely!
The astonishing sword qi instantly transformed into a sword beam soaring into the sky, with the momentum to split the heavens and earth, instantly cutting the plunging giant hammer phantom right down the middle!
Boom—
The giant hammer martial technique was broken, instantly triggering a tempest that soared into the sky.
Amidst this terrifying scene of howling gales and churning waves, Tang Yun grabbed the Young Master's hand, lightly touched the ground with his toes, and retreated rapidly all the way. Lin Hao likewise flashed in front of Ye Liuwu and the others, raising his hand to cast an energy barrier that blocked the rolling tempest entirely on the outside.
"Ahahaha!!!"
"It hurts—"
Mei Shiyun and her sister struggled bitterly in the storm, screaming incessantly.
Their clothes were completely shattered, revealing vast expanses of scenery no man should see.
"Tang Yun, save them quickly!"
Tang Chen shouted when he saw this.
Tang Yun waved his aged hand, and an energy shield enveloped the two women. Protected thusly, the two of them managed to survive.
The rumbling tempest swept for about half the time it takes to burn half an incense stick before gradually dissipating.
Seeing that Lin Hao was completely unscathed and had truly blocked his full-strength blow, Tang Yun's eyes were filled with disbelief.
"This brat, what kind of freakish monster is he..."
Turbulent waves surged in Tang Yun's heart.
Having lived for several hundred years, he had never witnessed such an peerless prodigy.
To be able to withstand a life-or-death blow from a Void-Breaking Mid-Stage powerhouse with the cultivation of the Return to Void Realm Late Stage without showing any signs of defeat—
It seemed this boy truly could not be left alive.
Otherwise, he would definitely become a grave threat to the Tang Sect in the future!
"Old Ghost, why aren't you coming out yet? What are you waiting for!"
Tang Yun suddenly roared angrily toward the sky.
What?!
The crowd below looked up at the firmament in astonishment.
Deep within the cloud-obscured vault of heaven, yet another white-haired old man was seen walking through the air.
This old man wore robes identical to Tang Yun's, making it obvious at a glance that he was a member of the Tang Sect, except that his aura was even more formidable than Tang Yun's!
He had already reached the realm of the Void-Breaking Realm Late Stage...
"Two Void-Breaking Realm powerhouses."
Lin Hao's expression changed instantly.
It seemed these two had escorted Tang Chen to the Northern Wasteland; they were both Tang Chen's protectors.
This was going to be a bit tricky.
Relying on his clan's "Rakshasa Soul Art", he still felt confident about dealing with one of them, but if he wanted to fight two against one, I'm afraid...
Lin Hao's expression shifted slightly, and the aura around him gradually turned violent.
"Old Yun, you're useless too, actually unable to take down such a stinking brat. When we get back, I'm going to have a word with everyone about this."
"You!" Tang Yun was stung by shame into anger. "Why don't you look at what kind of Soul Art that brat has? Have you ever seen such a powerful bloodlust?!"
"No matter how strong the bloodlust is, Return to Void is ultimately just Return to Void, not Void-Breaking."
The Old Ghost sneered coldly and suddenly struck out with a palm.
Blazing flames instantly erupted into the sky from the ground.
By this time, Lin Hao had already flashed into high altitude, rushing toward the Old Ghost to engage him in close-quarters combat.
If it came to spiritual power, his cultivation was inferior to these two old men, so he would definitely be at a disadvantage.
Choosing close combat was much wiser.
After all, the gap between Return to Void and Void-Breaking lay primarily in the energy storage within the energy pool.
Faced with Lin Hao's ferocious offensive, the Old Ghost, despite his arrogant words, did not dare to underestimate him.
Their figures crossed, flashing continuously in the sky, and every clash sent out ripples that soared straight into the clouds.
"This kid can actually fight the Old Ghost to a standstill..." Tang Chen was dumbfounded, gripping his fists tightly.
Intense inner jealousy made him wish Lin Hao would drop dead immediately!
"Tang Yun, aren't you going up?!"
Tang Chen glanced sideways and shouted.
"Hehe, I just wanted to let him experience that brat's skills first~"
Tang Yun shifted his figure and also joined the battle circle.
Faced with the pincer attack of two Void-Breaking Realm mighty figures, Lin Hao was gradually beginning to find it difficult to cope.
Two against one!
And the gap in cultivation was still so vast!
Even though they were two old fellows who had practiced for over six hundred years and were bullying a teenager, the two of them showed not a shred of mercy.
In the air, explosive sounds echoed continuously.
The speed of the three was so fast that the vast majority of Northern Wasteland cultivators on the plaza below could no longer capture them.
"Too fast!"
Ye Ling couldn't help widening her eyes.
She could only catch fleeting afterimages.
Yet strangely enough, her cultivation was only at the Yin-Yang Realm Late Stage, which was not considered strong.
On the contrary, those sect elders whose cultivation was higher than hers could not see even a single shadow at this moment; they could only stare at the empty high altitude as storm ripples continuously burst forth.
"Sister, how is the battle going..." Mei Shishi asked with difficulty.
"I can't see either." Mei Shiyun bit her lower lip hard, completely unable to believe that Lin Hao could be this terrifying.
She had to admit that the terrifying strength Lin Hao was displaying now was shining brightly in her eyes.
It was far more dazzling and eye-catching than Tang Chen.
If the two of them shared the same background and status, she wouldn't even mind apologizing and admitting her wrongs to Lin Hao, returning to his embrace.
Pity...
There were no ifs!
Compared to the Tang Sect, the Xuantian Sect was nothing more than a chicken coop.
There was simply no comparison.
For her own future and the happiness of the rest of her life, she had no choice but to take a desperate gamble and insist on marrying Tang Chen.
As long as she was fortunate enough to become Tang Chen's concubine, she could summon wind and rain as she pleased, and by then, sect forces like the Xuantian Sect could be wiped out with a flip of the hand!
...
The scene was incomparably intense.
Faced with the fierce assaults of the two elders, Lin Hao had already begun to gradually adapt to the rhythm.
Not only was he starting to make effective defenses, but from time to time he could also launch counterattacks, making the expressions of the Old Ghost and Tang Yun grow increasingly ugly.
"Old Yun, block him for a moment. I will finish him!"
The Old Ghost suddenly stepped through the void and retreated rapidly.
Was he going to make a killing move?!
Just as Lin Hao was about to pursue, Tang Yun instantly blocked his path, his weathered face revealing a trace of deep emotion: "Little friend, I have to admit your potential; you can be called number one from ancient times to the present. What a pity—you won't have any chance of winning anymore."