Destined Martial God

Looking at the devilish hero's gloomy face, Yu Haoran smiled and greeted him as he recalled how battered he was when he escaped back into the Demon Sealing Secret Realm.    

"Your Highness, how do you do!"    

"Damn it!"    

At that moment, the Demon Hero's thoughts were the same as Shen Jie's. It was to have the strong warriors in the clan attack and completely burn Yu Haoran's bones to ashes.    

However, Yu Haoran had just easily killed six Divine Clan experts of the Peak of the ninth level of the War God realm. This caused him to feel endless fear at the same time, and also caused the two Half-Zhizun realm demon elders behind him to use their telepathic thoughts to request him not to be rash.    

Therefore, facing Yu Haoran's provocative call, the Demon Hero could only gnash his teeth and curse, not daring to act rashly and give the order to attack.    

"A coward without a backbone like a mouse!"    

Seeing the Demon tycoon unwilling to take the bait, Yu Haoran felt that it was quite a pity, but at the same time, he could not help but ridicule him.    

After all, the sacred wings on the back of Ancient Gods can only be used to raise the level of one's divine power and soul power.    

But the black wings on the Ancient Demon's back could be used to increase one's mental state and the level of one's physical body.    

Therefore, they had to gather the black and white wings of both races, so that they could advance side by side with the help of the yin and yang fire.    

Unfortunately, even in the face of Yu Haoran's sarcasm and mockery, the Demon Lord still did not give the order to attack.    

Although he was disappointed, the Devil Lord didn't dare to rashly give the order to attack. This meant that the two Half-Zhizun realm experts behind him were filled with fear and dread towards the methods they used to kill the God Tribes like the Black Dragon and the White Spirit Tiger just now.    

As long as he succeeded in holding on for ten minutes, the Tower Spirit's divine soul would be restored to the Sovereign Profound Realm and the space-time tower's injuries would be recovered by around seventy percent.    

In that case, today, the two Half-Zhizun realm demon powerhouses and the demon prince would eventually become the energy that would assist him in raising his cultivation level and strength.    

After taking a deep breath and dispelling the distracting thoughts in his heart, Yu Haoran's gaze continued to gaze towards the southern sky, but his calm expression gradually became more and more solemn.    

Because the Destiny Soul Mouse had reminded the two experts that were hiding in the void just now, he had a vague feeling that the other party was able to see through him. So while staring at the sky, he had asked for the names of the two experts.    

When Yu Haoran looked towards the southern part of the sky, a grave expression appeared on his face, immediately attracting the attention of everyone present. They all turned around to look, and used their divine senses to carefully examine the area.    

In the end, there was nothing.    

Afterwards, the Divine Black Dragon and the Second Calamity Elder used a special secret technique to attack the empty space that Yu Haoran was staring at.    

However, there was still nothing.    

The Divine Black Dragon and Divine Clan Innates who were confident in their own strength turned around and looked at Yu Haoran with gazes filled with strong doubt.    

Ignoring the doubtful gazes of the black god dragon and the divine clan's early stage divine beast, Yu Haoran continued to stare at the empty space ten kilometers away as he spoke with an indifferent and mocking expression.    

"Since you have the guts to come, but don't have the guts to show your face, it seems like the two seniors are the same as the Ancient Demon Clan's devil son, Shen Jie, and are also cowards without the dignity of experts."    

Just as Yu Haoran finished taunting him, the calm air immediately rippled.    

As the ripples in the air appeared, two beautiful, middle-aged women appeared in front of everyone. They were clad in long, white dresses, and each of them possessed a peerless beauty.    

"The Worryfree Valley Lord, Nalan Violet Marriage!"    

When he saw the middle-aged beautiful woman on the left, Yu Haoran did not appear the least bit surprised. Furthermore, his expression was still indifferent as he pointed out the origin and surname of the other party.    

Through the names carved on the Destiny Stone and his experiences in the Demon God's Tomb, he had long since known the identity of the other party.    

At the same time, he also secretly used the surgical approach's secret technique, trying his best to conceal the auras of the Child of Fate and the Destiny Stone.    

This was because the Nalan Violet Marriage was one of the few peak grandmasters of the surgical approach in the Profound Sky Continent.    

Just as Yu Haoran was pointing out the origin and surname of the purple marriage in Nalan, Qingfeng, who had an enlightened look in his eyes, took a step forward and cupped his hands as he asked.    

"Fellow daoists, what is your relationship with the Rankers of the middle ages, the Inner Demon Old Man?"    

"Ancestor!" The beautiful middle-aged woman standing next to the purple marriage Nalan Yanran replied with an indifferent expression.    

Old Man Demonheart! Ancestor!    

Hearing the information revealed between Qing Feng and the beautiful middle-aged woman's question and answer session, Yu Haoran's body slightly trembled, his eyes revealing a look of fear.    

At that time, when he accepted the invitation of the Qian Family's Qian Bumai to enter the Merlin Mountain Range, the Tower Spirit had told him in detail about the mysterious Taoist Ghost Valley's several legacy disciples.    

Among them, the Old Man Demonheart was the supreme expert of the surgical approach with knowledge of the chaotic past and the destruction of the world.    

Originally, by relying on his own great master surgical approach, as long as he did not directly face the three spirits that could control the will of the heavens, he had enough confidence to ensure that no one would be able to sense the auras belonging to the Child of Fate and the Destiny Stone, and also not reveal the identity of the Child of Destiny, and the whereabouts of the Destiny Stone.    

However, when facing the middle-aged beautiful woman who had inherited the direct bloodline of the Old Man Demonheart, Yu Haoran suddenly had a lack of confidence in himself being able to conceal his identity as the Child of Fate, as well as the whereabouts of the Destiny Stone and the Fate Spirit Mouse.    

"Daoist Master Zhen Yuan's head disciple Qingfeng greets the two of you, Fellow Daoists Helian!" After hearing the middle-aged beautiful woman's reply, Qing Feng respectfully greeted her.    

Gently nodding, the middle-aged woman looked at Qing Feng with her beautiful eyes, and suddenly, a five-colored light appeared in her eyes.    

Three seconds later, the rainbow colored light was replaced by the clear eyes of the middle-aged woman.    

Dao Friend Qingfeng, you have used a first rank Soul Accumulating Pill to recreate your body. Although it will allow you to obtain a new life opportunity, when you attack the supreme existence of the Sovereign realm, you will also encounter the lightning punishment from the Martial God Slaying Thunder.    

"I know."    

Facing the middle-aged woman's reminder, although Qing Feng's reply was calm and concise, a trace of sadness flashed across his eyes. It meant that his current mood wasn't as calm as it seemed.    

Yu Haoran, who was an observant person, clearly caught a flash of sadness in Qingfeng's eyes. When he thought of the lightning punishment he had personally witnessed with the Absolute Soul Divine Lightning, he hurriedly patted his chest and guaranteed.    

"Senior apprentice-brother Qingfeng, you don't have to worry. I, your junior, have a way to help you survive the supreme lightning punishment formed by the soul-destroying divine lightning."    

After hearing Yu Haoran's guarantee, Qingfeng's eyes flashed with a look of gratitude, but the middle-aged beautiful woman snorted in disdain.