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Silver hair draped over his shoulders, fluttering rhythmically as his footsteps landed. Above the emotionless facial features, there was a pair of eyes so deep that it was difficult to see through. The well-proportioned and tall body clearly did not emit a strong aura, just like an ordinary person, but it brought a suffocating pressure.
Danger!
Extremely dangerous!
The innate vigilance of the Mu Clan warriors told the middle-aged man that this person was definitely an extremely cold person, and his cultivation was unfathomable.
"Who is in charge here?" Qin Hao asked flatly. His cold eyes swept around, and finally fixed on the middle-aged man with a disfigured face.
"Who are you?" The middle-aged man with a disfigured face asked, his spirit highly tense.
"Tell me, who is in charge?"
Qin Hao asked again. After this, the middle-aged man felt that the temperature of the whole island seemed to be dropping. His throat was dry, he swallowed and said, "I am the patriarch. Whatever you want, as long as the Mu Clan can do it, we can do it for you. If you need crystals, you can take them all away."
The middle-aged man pointed to the five boxes of crystals on the ground that had not yet been moved into the stone castle, his face trembling. For a person like the silver-haired young man, low-grade crystals should not be in his eyes.
However, his words made the hearts of all the men of the Mu Clan tighten. Everyone's face showed great humiliation.
"You have to pay the price for lying." Qin Hao chuckled and shook his head. "Here, you are not the patriarch."
"You worry too much, I am the patriarch." The middle-aged man with a disfigured face changed slightly, as if the hidden treasure was discovered. He hurriedly answered.
Boom!
The whole Scorching Desert Stone Island began to shake. The terrible wind blew everywhere. Accompanied by a strong vitality raging around the young man, cracks appeared on the stone castles of a large number of residents on the coastline. It was as if a terrible giant palm reached into the bottom of the sea, holding the cornerstone and shaking it wildly.
"What do you want to do, you can make any request, please stop." The middle-aged man was shocked.
"Still not telling the truth?"
Qin Hao stomped heavily on the ground, and the Primordial Qi in his body rose again. The island shook even more violently, and the Primordial Qi raged, splitting the ground out of thin air. It was as if countless extended tentacles were crawling everywhere, scaring the Mu Clan youths into tears.
Many elders were horrified to see that the volcano in the middle of the island was emitting large amounts of fiery gas. It was as if in the next moment, the silver-haired youth's Yuan Qi would cause it to spew out surging magma.
Chaos. The Mu Clan's hearts were in chaos. Almost every time the volcano erupted, it was like experiencing a catastrophe for them. The weapons they painstakingly forged and the food they hoarded would all be submerged by the lava.
What's more, this time it was a man-made volcano. It was completely conceivable that the destructive power of the eruption would be stronger than ever before.
"I've lived long enough."
A loud roar was heard, as if it had been suppressed for too long. The man beside the middle-aged man with the disfigured face radiated a strong holy light. Orange flames wrapped around his body. He raised his fist like a madman and punched at Qin Hao's head.
"No." The middle-aged man with the disfigured face turned pale with fright, but it was too late to stop him.
Qin Hao raised his eyes and looked at the man who attacked. He was in the seventh level of the Heaven Saint Realm. Other than the middle-aged man, he should be the strongest warrior in the Mu Clan.
At this time, Qin Hao's heart ached, but he had to suppress the other party.
The Will of the Great Path swept forward, and an invisible force crushed the man's body, blasting him to the ground. Then, Qin Hao slowly raised his right hand. In the air, a huge transparent palm print also appeared and slammed down on the man who had fallen to the ground.
Bang!
There was a heavy sound, and everyone held their breath. Sweat flowed down their cheeks as they looked at the place where the palm print had fallen.
The man didn't die. At this moment, an old man appeared in front of him. The old man had no legs, but he was blooming with the golden flames of the Renhuang level. He used only his Primordial Qi to disperse Qin Hao's attack.
"Although the Mu Clan has declined, we will not tolerate such bullying. If you insist on fighting, I, the Old Man, will let you experience the power of the Mu Clan even if I have to fight to the death. I will leave you with an unforgettable memory," the old man said. His weathered face seemed to contain many memories of the past.
"Elder."
"Grandpa Elder."
At this moment, all the members of the Mu Clan rushed to the old man's side. The children and women all forgot their identities. They surrounded the old man and protected him.
He was the only elder of the Mu Clan. He had witnessed the old Emperor being taken away by the Sunset Warlord and experienced the bloody battle with the Sky-shaking Clan. So far, he was the only remaining support of the Mu Clan.
His death would also announce the complete extinction of the Mu Clan.
Qin Hao looked at the old man. His Sovereign Spirit felt like it was being pricked by needles. He suppressed his emotions and asked, "Where is Mu Yuwei?"
With a swoosh, the old man's expression changed drastically. His pupils dilated, but he immediately recovered. He said lightly, "What are you talking about? I don't understand."
Mu Yuwei, Empress Ziwei, the daughter of the old Emperor, had disappeared 600 years ago.
No matter who came here, they would only get one answer.
Even if he died, he wouldn't say half a word.
Qin Hao felt helpless. It seemed that if he didn't reveal his identity, he wouldn't be able to force the old man to reveal Mu Yuwei's whereabouts. Looking at the old man, Qin Hao's mouth opened slightly. He transmitted a message into the old man's mind. "Ancient and mysterious, the pill shakes the world. Under the Sunset Arrow, there is no Emperor in the world."
Boom!
The old man's expression suddenly changed again. He felt the lightning blast into his consciousness. His crippled body couldn't help but tremble. Heavy breaths came out of his mouth. He took a few deep breaths in a row to restrain himself. Looking at Qin Hao again, the old man said, "Please come with me."
After that, the old man and Qin Hao disappeared at the same time.
"What's going on?" The man who was slapped down had a puzzled look on his face.
All the Mu Clan members also didn't know what Qin Hao had transmitted to the old man.
But in short, the other party shouldn't be an enemy.
"It'll be fine. Everything will be fine."
The disfigured middle-aged man took a deep breath and looked up at the sky. He didn't know what Qin Hao's identity was, but he must be a friend of the Mu Clan to be welcomed by the old man.
…
In the center of the Burning Desert Island, a boundless volcano was emitting terrifying heat. Looking down, one could see the terrifying magma rolling below. It was as if it could refine people in an instant.
However, inside the volcano, there was also a stone castle. It was larger than all the stone castles outside. No matter how the magma raged, it couldn't get close.
At this time, Qin Hao and the old man came to the stone castle.
"Who are you?"
The moment he stepped in, the old man turned around and looked at Qin Hao. His turbid eyes revealed a bright light as if he wanted to see through the silver-haired youth's soul.
However, no matter how many people he remembered and how many past events he had, he had never seen this person's appearance.
"Qin Hao," replied Qin Hao calmly.
Space was still!
Time seemed to be frozen here. The surging magma outside the stone castle also subsided quietly. It was as if the volcano was shocked by the name uttered by the young man.
Even though the old man had experienced many hardships and witnessed the Mu Clan's prosperity and decline, when he heard this name, it was still hard to imagine. He didn't even dare to believe it. He even seemed to have forgotten himself. He stood there stupidly with his mouth open. He didn't move for a long time as if he was dead.
"I know Weiwei came back. Her breath remains here. I won't be mistaken," said Qin Hao.
Plop!
The old man's crippled body lay on the ground, trembling violently. In his red eyes, two streams of tears couldn't help flowing down. He said in a solemn and sacred voice, "Mu Clan, Mu Fenghai, greets the Qin Emperor."
There was no mistake. With Dendi's title as the Emperor, there was no other person in the world who could call Empress Ziwei by her nickname and discover the breath left by Ancestor Yuwei. The silver-haired youth was the Supreme Dendi who once shocked the Eight Desolates and Four Regions.
"The Qin Emperor."
Qin Hao sneered self-mockingly, "There is no Qin Emperor. Get up and tell me, where is Weiwei?"
"Emperor, you are you. As long as you are here, the Daqin is here. Without you, the Daqin is just an empty shell that has lost its soul.
When Ancestor Yuwei returned, she said that one day, you will definitely come here. I didn't believe it at first, but now I do. The grievances and hatred of the Mu Clan for six hundred years were not in vain. "
Mu Fenghai was so excited that he couldn't extricate himself. His heart felt as if it had eaten an iron mountain. No matter how big the storm in the East Sea was, he wouldn't be afraid. He wouldn't even frown.
He was very clear and firmly believed that as long as Qin Hao was here, the Mu Clan would be able to pay back the grievances.