Take it and get lost!
Even though the Renhuang knew that his opponent's cultivation level was higher than his, he still did not show any respect.
Instead, his actions were full of arrogance and pride.
This was the Sky Shaker Clan. Even the servants felt that they were superior.
Qin Hao had a cold smile on his face. He did not take it. He ignored the storage ring that hit his body and fell into the sea again.
The Emperor's Light was suddenly released from his body. Platinum Vital Qi swirled around him. Terrifying rules and Emperor's Will swept out. An invisible force instantly sealed the sea region.
"Protect Young Master Fang!"
The man with the steel fork roared. He stabbed forward with the steel fork in his hand. Rules and Emperor's Will gathered into a dazzling light. The sea water surged, and several giant green whales appeared in the void. They let out a dizzying and dull whale roar.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!
At the same time, the three Renhuangs beside Fang Ya took out their family's keepsakes and quickly injected their Vital Qi into them. They formed three dazzling streams of light that shot into the sky and exploded into a beautiful pattern in the sky.
This was a distress signal, and the family's elite warriors who were guarding Infant Island would arrive soon. Even they had realized that this silver-haired warrior who had blocked them out of nowhere was not joking.
The sharp steel fork was wrapped in the light of Emperor's Will. Rules suppressed spiritual souls. When the man attacked, it was like a majestic sea. Qin Hao felt that he was fighting the entire East Sea.
However, this person's cultivation level was too low. He was only a second-tier Emperor. His Will of Emperor could not shake Qin Hao's Emperor's Spirit. The Red Lotus Demonic Flame burned brightly. Qin Hao's body turned into a flame of the Great Path. He reached out his hand and grabbed the steel fork. The Emperor's Light that wrapped around the steel fork shattered under his palm. The bloody flames swept forward and burned the steel fork into nothingness.
"So powerful."
The man was shocked. As a member of the Sky Shaker Clan, it was impossible for Emperor Yuan, who was at the same cultivation level, to disperse his Emperor's Light. Moreover, he was not affected by the whale roar. This person's cultivation level was obviously far above his.
"One move, and I'll let you die."
Qin Hao did not stop there. His palm wrapped in demonic flames moved forward and slammed into the burly man's chest. With a loud bang, the burly man's imperial body burst into flames. He felt as if he had fallen into the Nine Layers of Purgatory, and the world before him turned into a sea of fire. The terrifying might of the Way of the Flames incinerated his body and swallowed his spiritual soul. He had no chance to resist. He only had time to spit out a word before he turned into ashes and dissipated.
"Run!"
It was a simple word, but it brought fear to the people behind him.
A Heaven Shaking Race branch Emperor Realm Stage Two was killed in one palm. The silver-haired warrior's cultivation exceeded his expectations.
Without any time to think, the three Renhuangs subconsciously grabbed Fang and fled. They tore the space apart and fled in three different directions. As long as one of them escaped successfully, they could bring the news to Great Emperor Cang Yao and make him pay a painful price.
At this moment, the space shook violently. Three auras were hidden in it, trying to escape quickly. What made them despair was that the next second, they seemed to have hit a thick wall of air. The three of them were forced to retreat at the same time, revealing their true bodies. One of them was still holding Fang, who was so scared that his face turned pale.
They could not escape!
The Will of the Emperor sealed the sea. They had no way to escape.
"Let's fight."
The three Renhuangs glanced at Fang. They understood that Fang was the opponent's target. However, the great-great-grandson of Great Ancestor Hantian had died here. If they did not protect him well, they would not be able to survive. Their families would also be implicated.
There was no way out. They could only fight.
Three beams of Renhuang light whizzed toward Qin Hao. The Emperor's Fire of Proving Way rolled and roared. When Qin Hao raised his hand, the three beams of light that were rushing toward him were annihilated midway.
Renhuangs were not qualified to challenge the Emperor Realm.
"Do you know who I am?
If I die, you definitely won't be able to live either. Your family, your sect, and all your friends will all be buried with me.
Let me go, and you can have whatever you want. Women, techniques, money, I will give you all … all … "Creak!
A flaming palm grabbed his throat. Fang Ya was so scared that his eyes rolled up. The voice in his mouth stopped abruptly. His legs bounced a few times in the air, and he completely stopped struggling.
At the same time, a peach-shaped fruit fell into the sea from his arms. On the fruit, there were festive ribbons and a big "longevity" character.
"Son of Emperor Cang Yao, grandson of Great Emperor Hantian, great-great-great-grandson of Great Ancestor Hantian."
Qin Hao sneered contemptuously. He released his palm, and Fang Ya's corpse automatically burst into flames and dissipated with the wind.
Until the moment of his death, he probably still couldn't understand why the silver-haired martial artist killed him. How could he kill him? How could he dare to kill him?
Unfortunately, he, the Little Overlord of the East Sea, was killed by this person without knowing why.
Looking down, as soon as his gaze fell on the longevity fruit, the falling fruit flashed and appeared in Qin Hao's hand. He raised his hand and took a bite. "Hmm, sweet and delicious."
It had been more than 700 years since the day the longevity tree on Sunset Peak was planted. The fruit was at least 400 years old. It was called the longevity fruit, but in reality, it didn't have much effect on Emperor Yuan.
As for Great Ancestor Hantian's cultivation, it would be a waste to eat it. It was better to give it to Qin Hao.
But this longevity fruit was stained with human blood. Weiwei's father, the Supreme Imperial Lord of the Mu Clan, a powerhouse of the True Self Great Emperor, nourished the entire Sunset Peak with his Dili.
The wind calmed down, and the air was filled with a faint smell of blood. The power that shrouded this area disappeared, and the figure of the silver-haired young man was nowhere to be seen.
Almost a second after Qin Hao left, a terrifying vibration appeared in the space. An incomparably dazzling imperial figure suddenly appeared. Similarly, his white hair draped over his shoulders. That pair of indifferent and emotionless eyes scanned everything around him. Although his face was expressionless, there was a monstrous anger in the depths of this person's eyes that seemed to be able to fill the water of the East Sea.
"It's here."
Beside him, several imperial lights appeared. A powerhouse, Emperor Yuan, stretched out his hands with a ribbon in his palm, respectfully holding it in front of Emperor Cang Yao. The surrounding space was silent. No one said anything. They seemed to know very well that Great Ancestor Hantian's great-great-grandson had died here. At the same time, a clan member, Emperor Yuan, was also killed.
"Seal off the surrounding hundred islands and arrest any suspicious people. I want to personally interrogate them one by one. If anyone resists, kill them on the spot.
In addition, pay close attention to the movements of the Shuo Clan. "
Emperor Cang Yao's cold eyes stared in a certain direction in the East Sea.
The Great Ancestor's birthday celebration was imminent. Taking advantage of the family's laxness, Fang Ya met with an accident. The Shuo Clan definitely had something to do with this matter.
East Sea Penglai, located in the east of the East Continent, adjacent to the East Wo Islands.
The entire territory of Penglai was mysterious and beautiful. Clouds covered the sky, and it was as beautiful as a fairy fantasy. There were no less than tens of thousands of islands surrounding Penglai, and there were thousands of islands with famous Sect forces.
These thousand islands were under the jurisdiction of a hundred islands.
Above the hundred islands, Sanxian Mountain dominated a region.
Sanxian Mountain did not only represent three famous mountains.
At the same time, it also represented three overlord forces: the Mu Clan, the Shuo Clan, and the Sky-shaking Ma Clan.
Now, the Mu Clan had declined, and two of the Sanxian Mountain had fallen into the hands of the Sky-shaking Ma Clan. In the East Sea, the only family that had the ability to contend with them was the Penglai Shuo Clan.
At this moment, Qin Hao followed the old man's instructions and went all the way to the Scorching Desert Stone Prison in the north of the East Sea.
Three days later, he arrived at the Mu Clan's habitat.
Fang Ya's status was extremely high. He was the great-great-grandson of Old Ancestor Hantian. His death would definitely cause a huge commotion. Under normal circumstances, Qin Hao would only need half a day to arrive at the stone prison. However, to avoid attracting attention, he had to be extra careful and hide his cultivation.
"The stone prison is up ahead."
There was no need to disguise himself. After Qin Hao's rebirth, his appearance was very different from his previous life. Without observing by temperament, no one could imagine that he was a martial artist in his thirties. He was the Emperor of Daqin, whose name shook the East Continent in the past. If someone dared to say so, it would make the martial artists of the East Continent laugh their heads off.
In the Penglai Deity Region, the thousand islands were beautiful beyond imagination. Only the Scorching Desert Stone Prison was a barren island. There was almost no grass growing on it. As far as the eye could see, it was a dry desert landscape. Moreover, volcanic lava often erupted there.
This island seemed to have been abandoned by the people of the East Sea. Powerful martial artists disdained to settle on this island. Martial artists with low cultivation could not withstand the harsh climate. The power of the volcanic lava on the island was enough to kill a Mortal Saint Realm martial artist. Almost no one in the vast Penglai was willing to live here.
Only the declining Mu Clan.
He hadn't even ascended the island when the scorching aura assaulted his face, and it was mixed with the smell of wind and sand. From time to time, he could even see lava spraying into the sky from the island from afar. This environment was even worse than the remote areas of Western Liang, and even Qin Hao who'd experienced countless hardships in this lifetime couldn't help but feel a sense of resistance in his heart.
If it were him, he would never survive in this environment. However, because of this, it was somewhat suitable for the people of the Mu Clan.
The people of the Weiwei family all had a pair of skillful hands. They were the most famous craftsmen in the East Sea. Her father was the strongest King Refiner in Penglai. Not only in the East Sea, but in the entire East Continent, no one would dare to say that Mu Xinzhao's forging skills were the second best.
The stone prison's environment was harsh. Volcanoes often erupted. The crystals after the lava solidified were very suitable for forging tools. The Mu Clan began forging. The power of the bloodline was high temperature, so they were not afraid of lava.
Therefore, this island that was spurned by the people of the East Sea became a pure land for the Mu Clan.
Ding!
Ding!
Ding … When the sound of hammering spread from the edge of the island, the sound was powerful, and the sound was deafening. It could be seen that the hammering was powerful.
Qin Hao quietly landed on the island. Raising his head, he saw countless rough stone castles lined up along the coastline. The layout was uneven. A large number of people wearing primitive clothes were standing next to the furnaces, hammering the utensils. Many of them were so tired that they were sweating, but they didn't know how to rest.
It was obvious that the people of the Weiwei family lived very poorly.
"Hey, the things that our Shark Clan asked for last month, haven't you made them yet?"
At this time, a large ship docked on the shore. A group of people came down and rushed to the front of the tallest stone castle. They looked like the leader of a group of gangsters. They pointed at a middle-aged man of the Mu Clan and yelled.
"Three thousand sets are too many. It will take a month to complete. My clan is too busy."
The middle-aged man from the Mu Clan replied in a low voice. He didn't even look at the thugs. His majestic body stood straight. His strong arm swung the hammer and smashed it down with all his might, splashing out a cluster of sparks.
"One month is too short. The Mu Clan is really a group of trash."
The gangster crossed his arms and curled his lips. His eyes were full of disdain and sarcasm.
"Chenggao, the materials you gave us were not enough. We paid for it ourselves. It takes a lot of time to refine the volcanic rock crystal. My big brother did not lie to you. We are not enough."
Next to him, another middle-aged man of the Mu Clan came over and glared at the gangster who spoke.