During the battle of Mount Xuanlong, Zhuge Xiu was injured by the rules of the Xuanlong Holy Man. Qin Hao did not witness the battle, but he was sure that Zhuge Xiu's injury would not recover in a short time.
With the intelligence of the Divine War Guards, the situation of Wuque's cultivation should have been reported to Zhan Wu. Before he was fully prepared, the possibility of the seven Great Commanders moving out was not high.
Even if there was, Fenghua, Mount Dao, and Penglai had already set up teleportation formations and could respond at any time. Among them, the Jueying Sword Emperor was also a powerful helper.
Qin Hao was relieved about the situation there.
"Zhan Wu can't figure out where I am. According to the East Continent cultivators, the Sunset Battle God rarely steps out of Sunset Peak. There must be a reason behind it."
According to Qin Hao's understanding of Zhan Wu, whenever this happened in the past, Zhan Wu's cultivation would experience a huge leap.
Could it be that he was in retreat?
Could it be related to the Sunset Bow?
"I can't delay any longer. I have to find the Phoenix Grandmaster and return to Fenghua as soon as possible."
Dusk was approaching. In the quiet and comfortable town, Qin Hao sat in a simple tea stall by the roadside. At this time, he put down the cup in his hand and held the Divine Parasol Tree. His gaze was constantly looking at the distant sky. Sometimes, he lowered his head to look at the three branches growing on the Divine Parasol Tree and frowned.
More than ten days had passed. From the time he set out until now, he had spent a whole month. He had searched all the secret realms and barren places in the Alldevil Empire, except for the Alldevil Empire's capital and a few famous big cities.
In the end, the Parasol Tree did not respond. He did not find any clues.
Did the Phoenix Celestial Tribe like to hide in the crowded big cities?
Or maybe the Daoist Ancestor made a mistake?
"It shouldn't be."
Qin Hao's face was full of confusion. At this juncture, would the Daoist Ancestor lie?
Looking at the dark mountains, the Mo Luo Empire was actually not that big. Even if he suppressed his cultivation to the level of an Emperor, his perception was not weakened. If the Parasol Tree in his hand had the slightest reaction, he could detect it in time.
Qin Hao considered whether to contact Mo Xian secretly and ask the Mo Luo Royal Family to help investigate.
No way!
The more people there were, the more mouths there would be. The slightest bit of carelessness and his whereabouts would definitely be spread to the Setting Sun Peak through the War God Guards. That would result in serious consequences.
"The Divine Parasol Tree in your hands … is very valuable."
There was a pile of broken bamboo baskets on the side of the tea shed, and a few rotten fruits were scattered on the ground. A swarm of flies was buzzing around, and a dirty beggar with disheveled hair was sitting next to him.
The beggar pushed his bangs aside with both hands and looked at the Divine Parasol Tree in Qin Hao's hand with a strange expression. There was a faint smile on his face.
"You actually recognize this item?"
Qin Hao's eyes flashed with a strange light.
The Wutong Tree was not rare, but not every Wutong Tree could be called a Divine Tree.
"If I can't recognize this thing, then wouldn't the Old Man, the grand Phoenix Ancestor, have an undeserved reputation?"
The beggar laughed hoarsely at Qin Hao.
Teng!
Qin Hao gripped the Divine Parasol Tree tightly and stood up from his seat. He looked at the beggar with a serious expression.
The Phoenix Ancestor?
Judging from the way he dressed, he did not have anything to do with the Phoenix God Clan's Ancestor at all.
He might not be, but the beggar recognized the Divine Parasol Tree.
At this moment, Qin Hao was in a dilemma, and his eyes were filled with doubt.
"Give it to me, and I'll let you leave safely. How about it?"
The beggar spoke as if he was negotiating a deal with Qin Hao, but his tone was firm.
Qin Hao quietly activated the Thousand Spirit Fiery Eyes, and traces of flame patterns appeared in his Chakra Eyes. He stared at the beggar, trying to see if he was real or fake. Strangely, not only could he not sense the beggar's cultivation level, but the Thousand Spirit Fiery Eyes could not see through him either.
There were no traces of cultivation on him, and he looked like an ordinary person. He was also delirious, as if he had gone mad.
"You want it?"
Qin Hao handed over the Divine Parasol Tree and said in a low voice, "Come and take it."
"Okay."
The beggar slowly stood up from the pile of bamboo baskets. He lowered his fluffy head and walked up step by step, reaching out to grab the Divine Parasol Tree.
Qin Hao flipped his palm and used the wood as a sword. When the beggar stretched out his hand, Qin Hao suddenly stabbed forward. In an instant, the piece of Wutong Tree bloomed with dazzling light. It was like a sharp sword light that pierced straight into the beggar's heart.
"You're courting death."
A low roar rang out from the beggar's throat. When he lifted his head, raging flames suddenly appeared on his body. Instantly, a fiery glow shot up into the sky, burning the sky of the town red. A boundless aura exploded forth, completely ignoring Qin Hao's attack and receiving it with his bare hands.
Buzz!
The other end of the Divine Parasol Tree was firmly grabbed by someone. Qin Hao felt as if his body was being squeezed tightly. He could not help but be shocked and blurted out, "You're really from the Phoenix God Clan."
The surprise came too quickly. After searching for a month, Qin Hao unexpectedly met his Senior Sister's clansmen in this secluded town.
The flames of Taoism on the beggar's body were indeed the Phoenix Flame. Moreover, this person's cultivation was not ordinary, having reached the peak of Proving Way. Although he was a bit weak and could not be the Phoenix Grand Ancestor, Qin Hao was still excited.
"Let go."
The beggar threatened. Streaks of blood climbed up to his eyes. He stared at Qin Hao with a faint murderous madness.
"Friend, you and I are not enemies. I …" Qin Hao did not have time to introduce himself, nor did he have time to say the name of Monarch Qin Hao. The beggar's eyes flashed red, and his other hand slammed fiercely on Qin Hao's chest.
Bang!
This palm was extraordinarily heavy. It was far more powerful than what a Proving Way cultivator should have. When Qin Hao was hit, the Qi and blood in his abdomen surged. He staggered backward, dragging the beggar with him.
"The Realm of True Self."
Qin Hao was shocked.
This beggar was a little unusual. Just now, there was no trace of cultivation at all. As soon as he made a move, he unleashed the strength of the Peak of the Doctrine Realm, which had already surprised Qin Hao. However, within a breath, the pressure he released rose from the Peak of the Doctrine Realm to the Great Emperor of True Self.
It seemed that this person's cultivation could change at will.
Qin Hao had never seen such a situation. It was not deliberately hidden. There were not many people in the world who could deceive Dendi's perception. Especially under the Ten Thousand Spirit Fire Eyes, warriors could not hide their strength even if they wanted to.
But this beggar could not see through the Ten Thousand Spirit Fire Eyes. The only explanation was that this person's strength was connected to his mood. It was a unique talent.
"I told you to let go."
A roar like a tiger's roar spread. The violent sound waves swept across a radius of hundreds of meters. Under the beggar's roar, the tea shed, tables, and chairs all flew into the sky and shattered into dust. The sound waves spread out, and countless houses collapsed. A fist light condensed with the divine flames of the Phoenix slammed forward. At this time, the strength of the Way that the beggar exploded with was no weaker than Holy Emperor Jiang.
Qin Hao had no chance to explain, and he could not let the beggar continue. Although the will of the Great Emperor of True Self was not as strong as an Unblemished Emperor, it had the ability to injure or even kill an Unblemished Emperor.
There was a buzz.
Qin Hao's body also tumbled with monstrous flames, flowing like red blood. He punched out with his left fist, and the fist wrapped in the will of the Way collided heavily with the beggar.
Rumble!
A series of earth-shattering sonic booms rang out. The Divine Wutong Tree was shattered by the domineering Flames of the Way. Qin Hao's body leaned backward, and he felt a brief moment of dizziness. He felt a sharp pain in his left hand that he had not felt for a long time. His body continued to fly backward under the impact of gravity.
The beggar's situation was not much better than Qin Hao's. His dirty body rolled on the ground and crashed through several houses. He rolled along the ground for a long distance before coming to a stop.
But in the next second, an even more violent aura shook the world. Seeing that the Divine Wutong Tree was destroyed, the beggar howled to the sky. At this moment, his eyes were completely occupied by the color of blood, and his emotions had fallen into an extreme rage.
He stepped on the ground as if he was flying. With one step, he was dozens of feet away. His body flashed twice, and he was in front of Qin Hao. Accompanied by a sharp phoenix cry, a huge illusion of a phoenix descended on the beggar's body. He pulled his hand toward the sky, pulling out a dazzling sword aura, and slashed at Qin Hao.
"Stop, I am not an enemy of the phoenix clan."
The remaining half of the Divine Wutong Tree in Qin Hao's hand was burned to ashes. He quickly explained, but he realized that his explanation was unnecessary. At this moment, the beggar's aura had surpassed Holy Emperor Jiang and reached the level of Great Ancestor Ning Wu and Li Xiusheng.
In desperation, Qin Hao formed a seal with his hands. The will of the emperor resonated with the Great Path, and the power of the rules of meteorites flowed through his body. He blasted out balls of Red Lotus Overlord Fire like meteorites.
"Destroy."
The red sword aura slashed through the void, mixed with madness and rage. The beggar's sword slashed down, and countless meteorites were destroyed. The sword aura slashed at the bottom of Qin Hao's feet.
"This …" Qin Hao looked at the scorched sword mark beneath his feet. He used Fleeting Step to evade the attack, but the sword still managed to land on the sole of his feet. If he had moved another three inches forward, his shoes and toes would have been chopped off.
Very strong.
Not only was the beggar powerful, but the will of the emperor was also strong. What was this thing?
With the beggar's combat effectiveness, no one in the same realm could withstand it. Even the disciples of the Divine Palace would find it difficult to compete with him. At present, Li Xiusheng would definitely not be able to defeat this person. After all, not every Perfected True Self could split the flames of the rules released by Qin Hao's flawless power.
He even doubted whether Zhuge Xiu, the weakest of the three commanders on Sunset Peak, could defeat this beggar.
After all, the beggar was currently able to fight flawless Perfected True Self. Although Qin Hao did not use his true strength, it was enough to show how amazing this person's combat effectiveness was.
Roar!
Scales grew out and quickly covered the surface of Qin Hao's body. His figure gradually became majestic and tall in the bright light of the scales.
In this battle, he would not use the Great Void Sword or the Indestructible Law.
If the power of two souls could not defeat the beggar, then Qin Hao could go back directly, so as not to embarrass himself in front of the Phoenix clan.
"Kill."
The beggar's scarlet eyes were full of madness, and the anger in his aura became more and more intense. Along with this, the sense of pressure he exuded became heavier and heavier. He folded his hands and raised them above his head, slashing toward Qin Hao.
Screech!
The incomparably huge shadow of the phoenix spat out flames, rolling and spreading, as if everything was about to be burned.