Chapter 1092: Chapter 225 Anger

Seeing Li Hao safe and sound, Feng Boping felt not only excited but also relieved.

Engaging in battle with the True Immortal and returning alive was already a miracle. Li Hao’s physical body was destroyed, which revealed the difficulty and danger of this confrontation.

“It’s good that you’re alright, it’s good that you’re alright, but next time, don’t be so reckless!”

“Hmm.”

Li Hao nodded, feeling Feng’s agitated emotions, and felt a bit guilty himself. “Sorry for making everyone worry.”

“You care about that? As long as you come back, it’s good.” A rare smile appeared on the Sword Master’s face.

The Lie Sky Saint approached, pinching Li Hao’s arm, saying: “You really made everyone worry this time; Feng almost shed tears. The last time I saw him like this was when he was expelled from the sect years ago…”

At this, she suddenly remembered that her former master, Mi Tian Saint, was still by her side, and couldn’t help but glance back with a mischievous look.

Mi Tian Saint gave a wry smile and said, “Indeed, back then it was my fault…”

“That’s all in the past; I was just speaking off the cuff.” Lie Sky Saint quickly replied.

Feng Boping gave her a look; although the matter from before remained a scar between him and the other party, this trip to Xumi Heaven was somewhat of a reconciliation.

As they conversed, All Saints gradually approached.

“Haotian Venerate, it’s good that you’re alright.”

Name Saint saw Li Hao return alive, with undoubted joy in his eyes. Initially, he thought Li Hao would sacrifice himself like the Source Ancestor and Divine King to buy them time. They anticipated another greatest combat power of the Human Race would fall, yet Li Hao managed to escape from the True Immortal Ancient Demon, a miracle indeed.

Moreover, it seemed to reflect subtly that Li Hao was stronger than the Source Ancestor and Divine King!

This was shocking news. The young man before their eyes repeatedly shattered conventions, demonstrating his brilliance at the Supreme Pride of Heaven Battle, becoming a Saint without incense fire!

“What about the Ancient Demon?”

Even though the Holy Master of Law was thrilled by Li Hao’s return, he couldn’t help but think about the True Immortal Ancient Demon.

Upon hearing his words, everyone was startled and looked towards Li Hao, their eyes revealing inquiry and concern.

Li Hao’s expression turned grave and he said, “I couldn’t kill it. Instead, my physical body was instantly destroyed by it. I fled in haste, managed to shake it off, and arrived here. Now that Ancient Demon…”

He paused, then said solemnly, “is either searching for me throughout All Heavens or… slaughtering.”

Upon hearing the word ‘slaughter,’ All Saints’ faces changed, and they involuntarily clenched their fists. This was not out of anger, but a profound sense of shame.

Although they foresaw this upon taking refuge here, without their support, the Ancient Demon would surely rampage across All Heavens, slaughtering innocents, creating devastation. Yet, as the reality unfolded, it left them feeling wholly unsettled and ashamed, akin to ants crawling upon the skin.

Faced with everyone’s silence, Li Hao said nothing of blaming or reproaching. The mistakes were already committed; any words were too late. Perhaps if he had stayed stationed outside the Immortal Gate himself, he could have stopped the actions of All Saints.

He felt regret in his heart, glancing around the Holy Land and noticing many Dayu people.

The ability to recognize them as Dayu people mainly stemmed from their clothing. Despite the plethora of All Heavens Divine Dynasties, each dynasty’s attire had distinct differences, an extension influenced by what the dynasty itself revered, impacting various aspects.

“Things have come to this; it should have been expected long ago.”

Feng Boping, however, turned cold, briefly sweeping his gaze over All Saints. Then, worried that Li Hao might charge out again, said, “Don’t think too much. We are seeking refuge here, recuperating for ten years. With your potential, there is a strong likelihood that you will advance another level, perhaps even cultivating to Supreme Saint. Then, with the Military Saint’s army formation, you might be able to confront that True Immortal Ancient Demon.”

He had heard about the army formation from All Saints’ mouths. They initially thought Li Hao, like Source Ancestor and Divine King, would die, planning to choose another as the military formation’s core.

Upon hearing Feng Boping’s suggestion, All Saints came back to their senses, immediately understanding Feng Boping’s intention, and several people began to speak persuasively.

Others remained silent, hesitant to speak.

After all, the fault lies with them, causing the calamity onto All Heavens’ beings. Now they must persuade Li Hao to abandon them. If not for the greater good, their Dao hearts would crumble from shame.

“That’s right. You have been cultivating for under 30 years, yet you have become a Saint, able to slay the old Three Calamities. Now, having spent twelve years on the Ancient Path, you exceed both Source Ancestor and Divine King, even escaping from the True Immortal. If you train for another ten years, perhaps you might truly confront the True Immortal.”

Name Saint promptly said, eyes filled with strong hope and confidence in Li Hao.

The young man before them is undoubtedly the most extraordinary prodigy in All Heavens over time. A thirty-year-old Saint. Although exaggerated, they could barely accept it, but in just twelve more years, he surpassed the degree of Source Ancestor. This rapid ascent overturns their understanding.

Li Hao nodded, thinking similarly.

In this place of refuge, he continued to delve into Artistic Skill. Although there was no celestial energy here to cultivate, his cultivation didn’t require abundant celestial energy; mainly it was the State of Mind.

Ten years of dedicated study, Li Hao was confident he could defeat the True Immortal.

“Hmm.”

Li Hao nodded, agreeing with their view.

All Saints inwardly sighed with relief, also feeling a sense of expectation and enthusiasm, as though hope was faintly visible again.

Ten years. If given ten more years to this young man, would he continue to create miracles?