Chapter 922: Chapter 186: Preaching to All Heavens (Guaranteed Minimum)

Bang!

Within the Eternal Dao Domain, sword light sparkled brilliantly. As it abruptly condensed, the Void Ancestor, trapped in the Dao Domain, revealed a look of shock and rage in his eyes before his ancient body suddenly exploded into pieces!

Scattered flesh and blood erupted with golden Divine Blood within, unmistakably at the Power Transmission Ultimate Realm!

The opponent’s physical body had also been refined to the ultimate level, reaching the pinnacle of the Human Race. However, without having achieved sanctification of the flesh, he was still unable to withstand the Eternal Dao Domain’s saintly suppression.

The droplets of golden Divine Blood whirled, brimming with vibrant vitality; each drop seemed like a bead of life-dew.

Even amidst the chaotic spatial currents, they remained undestroyed. However, Li Hao’s Eternal Dao Domain was a hundred, even a thousand times mightier than the void’s turbulence. With just a single thought, all of the golden Divine Blood was obliterated in an instant. The golden radiance dissipated, like scattered golden starlight, vanishing within Li Hao’s Dao Domain.

In the void, only the Thunder Light Emperor Weapon remained.

Li Hao could feel that his Eternal Dao Domain could neither influence nor destroy this Tao Tribulation Emperor Weapon.

He raised his hand and beckoned, drawing the Thunder Light to his palm. He sensed a lingering trace of a soul thought within, faintly dissipating–it belonged to the Void Ancestor.

“The Void Ancestor has fallen!”

“My heavens, the Void Ancestor was a monster from the era when Supreme Saints were born, the ancient ancestor of the void, famed for his ability to vanish across billions of miles! Yet he was slain like this?”

“The Void Holy Land is doomed to perish from now on!”

Outside the arena, many Semi-Saints were struck dumb with terror at the sight.

The Void Ancestor was a renowned old Saint with a formidable reputation, revered as the Sea-Calming Divine Needle of the Void Holy Land. And yet, he couldn’t escape from Li Hao’s grasp and was directly slain.

After slaying the Void Ancestor, Li Hao didn’t linger. He turned and continued slaughtering the other Saints in the arena.

His Dao Domain suppressed them, shattering their Saintly Paths. Depleting cultivation, the Saints were effortlessly subdued.

Some Saints, seeing no help from the Supreme Saint, could only plead for mercy from Li Hao.

“Haotian Venerate, he is a Saint from my Thunder Move Sacred Land. He acted foolishly; could you spare his life? I am willing to compensate with five Heaven and Earth Treasures!”

Just as Li Hao was about to annihilate a Saint bathed in flickering thunderlight, a Saint outside the arena suddenly spoke up.

The speaker appeared as a middle-aged man with purple hair shimmering with lightning. He spoke to Li Hao in a low, sincere voice.

The Sword Qi at Li Hao’s fingertip paused slightly. The Saint before him seemed to see hope and hastily pleaded:

“Yes, Haotian Venerate, I am also willing to offer two Heaven and Earth Treasures to you. I was invited by that Buddha Venerate; I share no affiliation with him…”

Bang! Before he could finish speaking, the Sword Qi at Li Hao’s fingertip abruptly shot forth.

In an instant, it pierced through the Saint’s body. The Sword Qi then spread from within him, tearing him apart into nothingness.

“Haotian Venerate!”

The Thunder Saint outside the arena looked enraged, his face twisting in shock.

Li Hao cast him a sidelong glance and said coldly, “He wasn’t acting foolishly–he was entirely clear-headed. It is you who are foolish for pleading on his behalf. He sought to destroy my Saintly Path–how could he be forgiven?”

Stopping for a moment, he continued, “I killed him, but you still owe me those five Heaven and Earth Treasures as compensation. It is your Thunder Move Sacred Land’s apology gift. Otherwise, if you disagreed with him debating my Dao earlier, why didn’t you intervene before? Now you seek mercy from me after the fact!”

Having spoken, Li Hao gave the Thunder Saint a cold glance before continuing his slaughter of the remaining Saints.

The Thunder Saint froze, both furious and stunned. The man was dead, and yet the Heaven and Earth Treasures must still be delivered as penance?

He had seen tyrannical figures before but never one so domineering. However, when Li Hao’s gaze swept toward him, a shiver coursed through him. Provoking such a person would surely lead to endless troubles in the future if unresolved.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

With Li Hao striking repeatedly, of the thirteen Saints within the arena, only the Green Lamp Buddha escaped. The rest perished without exception.

Li Hao also noticed that Tao Tribulation Emperor Weapons were exceedingly rare. Aside from the Green Lamp Buddha and the Void Ancestor, the others lacked them, wielding only top-tier treasures–Saint Dao Emperor Weapons.

But the Saint Dao Emperor Weapons could no longer harm even Li Hao’s physical body now. They couldn’t even scratch his skin and were rendered completely useless.

With twelve Saints fallen, the arena was devoid of much blood, as it had all been wiped away and annihilated by Li Hao.

When Li Hao finally stopped, only he remained standing in the arena, calm and unshaken.

Gazing upon his domineering, peerless figure, the Saints’ expressions grew somber. Many Semi-Saints couldn’t stop their eyelids from twitching violently. These were Saints–figures who appeared only once every millennium–yet now, twelve of them had fallen in a single moment!

“He… has become this terrifying?”

Among the Semi-Saints, Zhan Tan, Ye Ancestor, and those of the Turquoise Pool who knew Li Hao were struck dumb, their hearts overwhelmed with an unparalleled shock.

When they had first met Li Hao, he had merely been at the Tao Comprehension Realm. Yet within less than a year, he was slaughtering Saints as though they were chickens!

Amid the profound silence across the entire field, Li Hao glanced around, his gaze briefly resting on the Thunder Saint, and said:

“In debating the Dao, life and death are also on the table. If they lost in debate and are rulers of their Holy Lands, I shall destroy their Holy Lands. If they’re not Holy Land rulers, then those Holy Lands, like the Thunder Saint’s case, must compensate with five Heaven and Earth Treasures. Consider the matter settled in this way!”

His words rang out clear and firm. The Saints snapped out of their stupor, though some of their faces turned slightly pale. To kill and then demand reparations–this was beyond ruthless.

Still, if they were in his place, they too would leave no loose ends. A Saint does not stand beneath a crumbling wall, and mercy was out of the question.

The Thunder Saint’s expression soured. With Li Hao declaring this in public, the five Heaven and Earth Treasures were now inevitable. If he refused, this lunatic would surely storm the Thunder Move Sacred Land, leaving him with even greater losses.