Without Qin Hao and Blood Emperor Su Yongfu.
Without Qin Hao's arrival in the Southern Region, the Zheng Clan would not have flourished.
Zheng Qingchi had participated in the Northern Frontier Imperial Martial Competition because he wanted to borrow Xiao Yi's power to restore the Zheng Clan's former glory. Unfortunately, he had failed.
The competition in the Imperial Martial Competition was too fierce. Geniuses from all four regions had gathered, and Ye Shuihan alone had prevented Zheng Qingchi from contending for the top ten.
The appearance of Qin Hao and Zhou Wudao had completely shattered his wish. At that moment, he knew that he would not be chosen as the emperor's son-in-law.
Therefore, Zheng Qingchi settled for the next best thing and contacted Qin Hao instead. He thought that one day, he might be able to get some help from Qin Hao, even though the possibility was not high. After all, Qin Hao's ability was limited.
However, he had never imagined that this day would come. He did not dare to imagine that not only had Qin Hao helped him achieve his wish and restored the Zheng Clan's status, but he had also destroyed the Xuanyuan Family in the Southern Region and opened up a rich territory for the Zheng Clan. The current Zheng Empire's territory was several times larger than it had been at its peak.
All of this was like a dream.
After returning victorious, many members of the Zheng Clan were so excited that they could not sleep. They were afraid that when they woke up, they would find that nothing had changed.
"Bow again!"
Zheng Qingchi shouted excitedly. All the members of the clan bowed to the warship again.
The Zheng Clan would remember this favor forever.
Qin Hao calmly stood on the deck, accepting the bow of the entire Zheng Clan. This bow was something he could accept.
Thinking back to the day when they met, he naturally understood Zheng Qingchi's intentions. A stranger would not give away the clan's important token for no reason.
Even if Qin Hao had already won the Imperial Martial Competition and become Emperor Xiao's son-in-law, Zheng Qingchi had no need to give him the token that symbolized his status as a direct member of the clan.
Geniuses had their own pride. If the two of them had just met, why would they do this?
Zheng Qingchi must have had his own motives.
Qin Hao did not expose him because he did not dislike Zheng Qingchi. If he helped Zheng Qingchi one day, it would be the same as helping himself. While he helped others, he was also paving the way for himself.
Everything that happened later proved this point.
With the Zheng Clan as his base, Qin Hao was able to carry out many of his operations. Zheng Qingchi's family had also become his strongest support.
"Let's go."
Looking down, Qin Hao smiled and waved at all the familiar faces of the Zheng Clan. His gaze lingered on Xiang Mo for a moment.
Xiang Mo sensed the sharpness in Qin Hao's eyes and revealed an awkward but polite smile. He hammered his chest with his fist, hinting that he would never betray Qin Hao in the future.
"Senior Mu, don't worry. Wuque will stay here. I will teach him well on your behalf.
Seniors, please return as well. Junior has no virtue or ability. I'm only temporarily leaving the southern region for a period of time, and I'll be back soon. Seniors, there's no need to pay attention to my movements. It's tiring to be so cautious. "
Qin Hao laughed heartily at the distant Void.
How interesting. He was no longer the Dendi of the East Continent. He did not have the Sunset Divine Bow, but today's extravagance was so similar to that of his previous life. Was there a need to be afraid of him?
The Void Battleship slowly started moving. The Spiritual Qi of the Primordial Crystal Stones spread out and enveloped the entire hull. An invisible and powerful force pushed the Void Battleship, pushing away the seawater and moving slowly toward the north, faster and faster.
"Master, Master … If one day you give the order, the Old Demon will follow you to the ends of the earth."
The Old Demon ran, the Emperor's light flashing under his feet. He followed closely behind the Void Battleship along the coastline, as if he would continue to chase after Qin Hao if he did not answer.
"The sea of the southern region is tens of thousands of feet deep. Second Master, I don't have a gift for you this time. I'll keep this hat as a souvenir."
Qin Hao raised his hand and a beam of platinum light flew down and landed in the Old Demon's hand.
The Old Demon paused and looked down. A hat?
It's green!
"This brat."
Makumonji was amused. Behind him, many senior members of the Sword Sect blushed. They wanted to laugh but did not dare to.
What was the meaning of giving a green hat to the husband of the Night Luo Palace Master?
Was he implying that the Night Luo Palace Master was cheating on him?
If it were someone else, dying without a burial place would be an extravagant hope, not to mention leaving the southern region.
"How indecent."
On the shore, Ye Ninghong was embarrassed and angry. Her face also turned red.
But what could she do? The person on the ship was Dendi of the East Continent, who was more senior than her in her previous life.
The mighty battleship moved further and further away. Finally, it completely disappeared in front of everyone.
But the people of the Night Luo Palace and the Zheng Tribe did not leave for a long time. They were still looking at the sea, as if they were recalling everything.
At this moment!
Above the Eagle Head Harbor, a wisp of golden Emperor's shadow walked in the void and walked to the fire clouds that burned the sky red. In an instant, the fire clouds surged and an extremely terrifying power of fire burst out, forcing the golden Emperor's shadow to stay away.
"I've long heard that the Sun God is a peerless genius who was born with a Supreme Fire Body. You're indeed extraordinary. I've prepared some wine in my humble abode. Would you like to come?"
Emperor Ningwu said with a smile.
Qin Hao had left and the southern region had one less big threat.
But now the situation had changed. The Xuanyuan Family had been eliminated, the Zheng Tribe and the Night Luo Palace had united, and the Sword Sect had faintly moved closer to the two. This force was extremely powerful. Even Emperor Ningwu felt threatened. If he did not make some preparations in advance, there would be no guarantee that there would not be changes in the future. So, he needed an ally.
"Please."
A voice came from the fire clouds.
"Please."
Emperor Ningwu smiled and was in a good mood. He looked down at the bottom one last time.
Then, the golden Emperor's shadow and the fire clouds disappeared together.
The Night Luo Palace, the Zheng Tribe, and the Sword Sect stood side by side. In the north was the Li Family of the Northern Ao, and in the west was the Luo Emperor of the Arhat Palace. The Luo Emperor looked honest, but he was an Imperial Lord.
The Northern Ao had annexed half of the Southern Ao's territory, and their morale was greatly boosted. It was impossible for Li Yuan not to have any ideas.
Although Qin Hao had left, the future of the southern region was destined to be turbulent.
One month later!
The Void Battleship that Qin Hao and the others were on had already left the South Sea and sailed into the Western Liang Territory. It had passed by many large ports of the Luoshui Empire.
But it did not disembark. It continued to advance north and quickly approached the northern territory.
It had been more than five years since they parted in the northern territory.
Qin Hao had participated in the sign, but before he entered the Divine Palace, Murong Zijun was killed by him on Yunmeng Mountain. He wondered if any of the Northern Yan Sect members had returned safely. If so, the northern territory should be in chaos now.
At this moment!
In a spacious cabin of the battleship, Qin Hao sat on the ground. Traces of pure ancient power flowed through his Imperial Body. The flickering golden-white Imperial Qi on his body seemed to be mixed with other forces. This force was very oppressive. Even Myōri, who was meditating opposite him, was greatly affected.
Qin Hao was naturally cultivating the Indestructible Samsara Art. The Indestructible Samsara Art was a divine-grade cultivation technique that belonged to Divine Level experts. It was divided into nine levels, corresponding to the nine great heavenly cycles of martial arts. Within each level, there were nine small stages.
The last level was the power of the laws.
When the laws were perfected, one would break the shackles of the Imperial Way and become a God with a thought.
The law that Qin Hao controlled was tearing.
A fine layer of sweat appeared on his forehead. Qin Hao's face was slightly painful. As the laws circulated around his body, he felt as if his body was being torn into countless particles by the power of the laws. His body, blood, and even Divine Soul were being torn apart. The pain was unbearable.
Moreover, since he had entered the entry level of the laws, he had been unable to improve since he had reached the third stage. He seemed to have encountered a fatal bottleneck.
This was something that would never have happened in the past.
The first few stages of the Indestructible Samsara Art, Body Tempering, Qi Condensation, Dragon Jade, Spirit Manipulation, Primordial Armor, and even Field Domain. Although it was difficult to break through the entry level, once one made the breakthrough, the speed of improvement would be very fast.
Only the power of the laws was difficult to improve.
"Is it because I'm using the wrong method?"
Qin Hao communicated with the Great Void Immortal Treasure. In his consciousness, a purple-gold cauldron appeared. The cauldron was engraved with dense ancient runes. The runes flew out continuously and arranged themselves in a regular pattern.
Qin Hao's consciousness scanned the row of laws. There was no mistake.
But why was he still unable to improve the Dao of the laws?
"What cultivation technique are you cultivating?"
Myōri could not help but ask when she saw Qin Hao stop. As the cultivation technique circulated, a terrifying suffocating feeling filled the cabin. It was as if all light had been taken away. A world of ink appeared in front of Myōri. Only Qin Hao's body remained the same.
This feeling was as if all things had been taken away by some power.
"It's a cultivation technique passed down in my family."
Qin Hao wiped his sweat and replied with a smile.
Myōri did not seem to hear him. She was deep in thought.
A cultivation technique passed down in her family?
She did not believe it.
Although she could not judge the level of the cultivation technique, she was an Unblemished Great Emperor. She was not a fool. None of the Divine Palace's Seven Peaks' Peak Emperor Techniques could give her as much pressure as Qin Hao's.
This cultivation technique was definitely not ordinary.
There was no doubt that it was a high-grade Heaven-level cultivation technique. It would not be weaker than the Nine Palaces Battle Dili and Empress Wa's Holy Spirit Technique.
However, Miao Li didn't think about it at a higher level.
Divine-level?
There were no gods in the Divine Wilderness Continent. How could there be a Divine-level cultivation technique?
She would not think of such unrealistic things.
"Senior Sister, you have been in the Divine Palace for so many years. Are there any scrolls in the Divine Palace that record how Divine-level experts cultivate?"
Qin Hao asked carefully.
The Divine Palace was the closest place to the gods on the continent.
Even though Qin Hao's cultivation in his previous life was the same as Myōri's, his understanding of cultivation techniques was not as deep as hers in the Divine Palace.
"Gods …" Myōri murmured. After a long time, she slowly raised her head as if she had recalled something. She said softly, "Ancestor Martial Monarch broke through the Heavenly Path and ascended to the gods. He did leave behind a Divine Martial Heart, which recorded some things that did not exist in the martial arts of the continent.
However, the Divine Martial Heart is not a scroll, nor is it an Emperor Technique. It is a Void Realm. It should be similar to a relic. Only the Seven Peak Masters know the entrance to the Void Realm. "
Myōri had been hiding in the Divine Palace for nearly two thousand years. But her Primordial Spirit had left her body. Moreover, the Seven Peaks of the Divine Palace had been destroyed by the Evil Soul. Among the obsessions left by the Seven Peak Masters, there was only the desire to teach disciples and spread the teachings of the Divine Palace. There was no consciousness of the Void Realm at all.
If one wanted to know the entrance to the Void Realm, one had to become a new Peak Master.
"It's such a pity."
Qin Hao felt a burst of heartache. There was actually someone in the world who left the secret of the Divine Level. This damned Evil Soul had killed the Seven Peak Masters, so no one knew the entrance to the Void Realm.
"Why do you ask?"
Myōri looked at Qin Hao. "The Divine Path is a kind of transcendence from the Heavenly Path. No, it should be said that it is on the same level as the Heavenly Path. Master Megrez had mentioned to me, Eastern Sky, and Chang Yu that the Divine Path is related to faith. But as for what faith is specifically, Master could not understand it. Otherwise, his realm would not have stagnated at Nirvana Great Emperor."
It was not just Megrez!
Yun Yi, Supreme Secret, Yaoguang, Xuantian, Kaiyang, and Daoist Scripture. The previous generations of Peak Masters could not understand it.
If one person understood it, the Divine Wilderness would have a second god.