Emperor Sovereign Martial Soul

0With the sudden appearance of the seven - night divine plate, the youth caught him instantly in his hands.    0

    

"For your sake, this divine beast clone has descended into the mortal world for so many years!" The youth's words were shocking.    

    

It came from the upper realms, and it was just a clone.    

    

However, the cultivation base of this clone was simply too high.    

    

Not long later, Wu Hao suddenly appeared from within the black hole, and quickly dropped to the ground.    

    

Wu Hao's eyes lit up, when he regained his senses, he was already standing on the ground, his entire being was safe and sound, while an unfamiliar young man was standing on the opposite side, playing with the seven - night divine plate in his hand, he looked at with a smile that was not a smile.    

    

"Imperial Ancestor Haotian, this divine beast has been waiting for you for a long time!" The Taotie Spirit said to him with a smile.    

    

After Wu Hao heard this, his heart was moved.    

    

"You were sent by Hong Jun to wait for this sovereign?"    

    

"You guessed right. Throughout the entire boundless universe, only he can order this divine beast around. You're someone he has his eyes on. Not bad … With a Heaven Martial God body and a supreme Dao-Foundation, your future is limitless! " The Tao Tie Spirit said to him.    

    

Hearing that, Wu Hao's heart jumped. He immediately swept out his soul consciousness, but discovered that even with his current cultivation at the First Stage of the Grand Completion Stage, he was unable to see the strength of his opponent's cultivation.    

    

"Don't try to do it in vain. This Divine Beast's cultivation is something that you cannot see through. Perhaps you could have done it back then."    

    

"What?" Hearing that, Wu Hao immediately revealed a look of disbelief.    

    

Back then, only the Ancestor's cultivation was able to see through his cultivation?    

    

Was he exaggerating!    

    

Perhaps, after seeing through what he was thinking, the young Taotie's Soul lightly smiled.    

    

"Don't doubt the words of this divine beast. Let me tell you a fact, Hong Wu is not your greatest opponent. He is in the boundless universe, perhaps in a single person and below ten thousand people.    

    

After saying these few words, Wu Hao's heart could no longer remain calm.    

    

His entire being was frozen as he stood there unmoving, digesting the young man's words about the Taotie's Soul.    

    

After the young man finished speaking, the Taotie's Soul did not pay any attention to him and raised his hand to place the seven - night divine plate on his palm.    

    

"The seven - night divine plate is incomplete, it can fuse with the Soul of the Seven Nights, and its peak is also nine colors! "But, with seven colors, you will be able to be invincible in this minor dimension!"    

    

With that, he raised his hand and a soul imprint quickly formed on his palm.    

    

When the Tao Tie Spirit fused with the seven - night divine plate, it immediately released a sword hum.    

    

In the blink of an eye, the seven - night divine plate had turned into a mini flying sword that was only an inch long.    

    

Go, "said the old man coolly." Let your master battle the 3000 Worlds, and we shall meet again on the day he returns! The young Taotie tossed the seven-colored mini flying sword into the air, turned into a seven-colored flowing light, and instantly merged into Wu Hao's chest.    

    

Immediately after, Wu Hao's entire body was enveloped by the rainbow light, the sword cry along with the Ling Tian Sword Qi exploding out from his body.    

    

"The sword comes from the heart, the will of the sword!" The young Taotie looked at him, and slowly said to him: "You must remember this, the seven night sword's Imperial Sword Technique!"    

    

Before Wu Hao could even react, he felt the world spin around him. When he reappeared, he was already standing on top of the Tianmen Mountain.    

    

It alarmed Wu Daoyuan who was cultivating in Martial Aura Sword Sect.    

    

"Haotian, Ancient Secret Realm, we will see you again. I wish you good luck. As the person chosen by the celestial sovereign, you should feel honored!"    

    

These were the last words that the youth left behind when he left.    

    

Wu Hao stood at the summit of Tianmen Mountain, looking at the abyss which had long since disappeared into thin air, he was silent for a long time.    

    

The information that the young Taotie's Soul had conveyed to him had already exceeded his knowledge.    

    

No wonder when he had heard Hong Jun mention him, his expression had changed. The other party's identity seemed to be above a thousand years old!    

    

Also, did the words that the young Taotie said earlier mean anything?    

    

Hong Wu was not his biggest enemy, so who was?    

    

"Could it be that there is an even more powerful expert above the Martial Saint level?" he muttered to himself.