Chapter 1048: 215: Building the Holy Land, All Heavens Seek Refuge (8K)_5

Chapter 1048: Chapter 215: Building the Holy Land, All Heavens Seek Refuge (8K)_5

“If you want to take refuge and avoid the ancient demon’s scrutiny, the method is simple—just ensure your spiritual strength exceeds that of the ancient demon.”

The Medical Saint was stunned upon hearing this, not expecting that this was Li Hao’s method of seeking refuge.

But the spiritual strength was already at the Extreme Realm, and that ancient demon was also of that level. To surpass it in strength, could it be… Li Hao had already cultivated to the Primordial Spirit Final Realm?

The Medical Saint felt a chill in his heart and passed this news to the Source Ancestor.

The Source Ancestor was stunned upon hearing the news.

“Is it true? The spiritual strength is already at the Extreme Realm, can it get stronger?”

“If it gets stronger, it would break through the Extreme Realm. Could it be that Haotian has already broken through the Extreme Realm?”

“Can we trust his words?”

The Source Ancestor came back to his senses and heard the questioning Saint. His gaze carried a hint of gentle sorrow as he said:

“At this point, he has no need to deceive us. Moreover, how long has he been cultivating? The formation we possess is useless, could he possibly grasp more than us?”

The Saint’s expression changed slightly, remaining silent.

The other Saints also stayed silent. Indeed, Li Hao’s time spent cultivating was too short. In artifact refining, alchemy, and formations, he couldn’t possibly compare to them, but Li Hao’s cultivation aptitude was unparalleled in history. Perhaps he truly could break through the Extreme Realm.

“If so, how about we propose an alliance with him to seek refuge together?”

Some Saint suggested.

“Will he accept? Previously, we almost clashed with him in a life-and-death battle,” another Saint countered.

“There are no eternal enemies. With the ancient demon’s descent now, surely he lacks assistance by his side. If we band together, we can offer him some advantage,” the Saint said.

The Source Ancestor’s eyes flickered, not denying the proposal, but he felt a sense of unease. Though his interaction with that young man was limited, the impression of the youth’s clear gaze was deeply ingrained.

Those eyes seemed indifferent and peaceful, yet carried an aloof pride, not prone to easily bow.

But regardless, they had to try anyway.

The Source Ancestor immediately sent the message, summoning All Saints to explain the matter to verify.

With the Source Ancestor’s news, All Saints were shocked. If only the Medical Saint had conveyed the message, they might have had some doubts, but with the Source Ancestor saying this, it was irrefutable.

This news brought a sense of defeat as if losing resistance, along with shock and bewilderment to all the Saints in various Holy Lands. Could it be they had truly brought apocalypse to All Heavens?

Soon, All Saints gathered again, but this time the count was four or five fewer.

In just a day, four or five Saints had already fallen.

The speed was so quick, other Saints felt an increasing sense of urgency.

Li Hao’s Holy Land had already been built halfway, the Source Ancestor and Divine King leading All Saints to the location.

Li Hao raised an eyebrow slightly; this coordinate he had not publicized.

The Source Ancestor saw Li Hao frowning, yet his demeanor was extremely gentle and said: “Haotian Venerate, don’t misunderstand, we deduced your location.”

Li Hao didn’t know formations, nor had he set up surroundings, choosing this spot only as a temporary site for building a Holy Land, that would eventually float like an island, migrating as he desired.

Upon hearing the Source Ancestor’s words, Li Hao didn’t say much, just asked knowingly:

“You’ve all come here, who’s guarding the breach?”

On hearing this, the Source Ancestor and others looked somewhat embarrassed, that breach was their doing, yet they now wished to flee the disaster.

“Our previous actions were indeed wrong. Even if you don’t forgive us, we understand. Now we come to propose an alliance with you. We’ll heed your commands and seek refuge together. What do you think?”

The Source Ancestor spoke softly.

Li Hao was accustomed to his gentle demeanor, unfazed by it, he said coolly:

“I can forgive you, but I fear the souls of All Heavens won’t forgive you. As for the alliance, I don’t need it, feel free.”

The Source Ancestor and others were stiff-faced, not expecting, despite their humble approach, Li Hao would still show them no leniency.

“Are you really going to fight us to the death?”

A Saint couldn’t help but say.

Li Hao sneered, they held back for three sentences, then arrogance arose.

“Fight to the death? Then try it.”

Li Hao squinted, staring at that Saint.

The man’s face changed, being stared at by Li Hao’s gaze made his spine’s hair stand, his soul trembling. He was startled, not understanding why Li Hao’s might was so fearsome.

“Don’t waste time here. You should be grateful just for me informing you that your formations are useless. Otherwise, blindly guarding your Holy Land, when you realize it, at least half could be dead.”

Li Hao said coldly.

On hearing Li Hao’s words, All Saints were speechless, yet they knew he spoke the truth.

Among the crowd, the Sword Saint was also present. His gaze was complicated, wanting to speak but realizing that he and Li Hao were mere acquaintances rather than truly close like his senior brother who was a genuine friend to Li Hao.