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However, facing Extraterritorial Son-of-Saint and all the Celestial Phenomenon Stage Follower, Lu Guan was under too much pressure, and even his words were a bit awkward. He could only pray for the youth to come out as soon as possible.

After all, in his heart, he was very clear about the terror of Saint Blood Lineage. Besides his senior brother, Shen Xiu, the only other person that could contend against him was a young man.

"Heh, won't you say it?"

"He dares to be disrespectful to the Holy Son, his This Heaven and Earth has long since lost its place as a country bumpkin, do you really think he can escape?"

"To heaven and earth, we will find that aboriginal. But before that, whether you protect that aboriginal or not, if you see that the Holy Son has not kowtowed, you will be sentenced to death!"

"..."

Son-of-Saint, Zihua did not say anything the entire time, but his gaze was fixated on the blood-red tornado as his purple eyes flickered with a fiery light. The group of Wu steelers behind him also looked down at Liu Tie with cold expressions as a cold killing intent appeared in their eyes, especially the three young men who had escaped earlier, whose expressions were filled with even more hatred.

If it weren't for Lu Guan, they would have long ago given their True Dragon Blood Pool to the Holy Son. They wouldn't have been disturbed by the youth who came later on, and they would have made a huge mistake and allowed the Holy Son to come personally.

"Let's crush this aboriginal first, then we'll disperse to search for that kid. I think he's definitely still inside this Paramount Relic!"

"Hmph, even if we have to dig three feet out of the ground, we have to find that aboriginal and let the Holy Son deal with it himself!"

"Lowly aboriginals, why aren't you kneeling and dying?!"

"..."

The group of Follower shouted coldly. The vast power of Celestial Phenomenon Stage was like a violent storm as it pressed down on Lu Guan, causing him to instantly feel like he was being suppressed by a Archean Devil Mountain. The terrifying pressure instantly caused his face to go pale and the sound of bones rubbing together could be heard from within his body.

No matter what, he was still a heaven's pride level expert of Mount Xumi. Even if he could not compare to his senior brother Shen Xiu, he still had the arrogance in his heart, so how could he give in so easily.

"Heh, a lowly ant. He seems to have quite the backbone."

Looking down at Lu Guan's tenaciousness, the group of foreign heaven's pride experts all laughed coldly, their eyes were filled with cold amusement. The leader of the group even sneered as he extended his finger and descended from the distance, instantly, a terrifying Spiritual Energy Arts struck Lu Guan's legs, wanting to humiliate him to his heart's content before killing him.

Puff!

However, just as the Spiritual Energy Arts that cut through the air was about to shatter Lu Guan's knees, a stream of blood-colored Qi suddenly shot out from the blood-red tornado in the center of the basin.

"Eh?"

"There's someone inside!"

"..."

Even Son-of-Saint, Zihua, who was at the very front, narrowed his eyes. The Divine Light in his eyes twitched, as if even he did not expect that there would be a second person within the vast and chaotic Qi and blood tornado.

"It's that aboriginal!"

In the midst of their shock and amazement, the blood-red tornado in the center of the basin slowly withdrew, and in the end, as if it had completely flowed into a black hole, it completely disappeared, leaving behind only strands of thin Blood Fog. In the midst of the misty Blood Fog, Ye Hao's slender figure slowly walked out.

They had originally thought that the youth had already fled when the situation turned bad. Who would have thought that he would still be here? With the presence of the Holy Son, the boy who had heavily wounded them would only be left with a dead end.

"Hahaha, damn you aboriginals, we won't have to go all over the world to find you!"

"So it's this kid. Hmph, he really has guts!"

"..."

Kill!" "Kill!" "Kill!" "Kill!" "Kill!" "Kill!" "Kill!" The Celestial Phenomenon Stage's Follower shouted one after the other, with a murderous look in his eyes.

Son-of-Saint, Zihua, who was at the very front, stared intently at the crack on the ground in front of him. A purple light flashed explosively in his eyes, and a murderous intent that was cold and furious immediately appeared in his eyes, "Damned aboriginals, you dare to collect True Dragon Blood Pool right in front of me?!"

In the center of the basin, in the underground crevice, the originally bubbling Blood Pool was already close to drying up. Only the remaining Qi and Blood Strength remained, and it was no longer as powerful as the legendary Supreme Refining Body. This caused Son-of-Saint, Zihua to feel an unprecedented fury in the bottom of his heart, and he believed that Aboriginal Youth must have used a secret treasure to obtain the True Dragon Blood Pool; otherwise, it would be impossible for such a vast and berserk power to disappear in such a short period of time.0

Of course, before entering this place, Ye Hao had come for the Tao-Melting Flower, but he had never heard of the True Dragon Blood Pool, so he didn't make any preparations.

However, the Qi and Blood Strength within the True Dragon Blood Pool was indeed taken away by him, but it was not by relying on a secret treasure, but by relying on its own refinement. Ye Hao did not share much of the vast and violent Qi and Blood Strength, who could make even a Paramount Level heavyweight jealous, as if there was a strange black hole in his body, which absorbed all of the energy.

In regards to this, Ye Hao was also extremely depressed. He originally thought that such a vast Qi and Blood Strength, would be able to completely push the Polar Arts into the Dragon-Mounting Stage, but who would have thought that there would be such a change? Even if he completely absorbed the entire True Dragon Blood Pool, he was only able to change the first part of the Blood Tyrant Stage to perfection.

"We can only talk about it later."

Although he did not know where that enormous energy was hidden at the moment, it was still within his body. As long as he slowly searched in the future, he would be able to unearth this energy once again.

While Ye Hao was still in his thoughts, the group of foreign heaven's pride level experts were already angered and shouted in succession. Especially Son-of-Saint, Zihua, who was at the very front. An incredibly terrifying aura emerged from his body, causing the surrounding space to tremble.

"You dare to meddle in the Holy Son's True Dragon Blood Pool, hand it over!"

All of the Celestial Phenomenon Stage's Follower gnashed his teeth. No one could have imagined that all of the True Dragon Blood Pool's energy had actually been absorbed by the youth. This was too shocking, and no one would believe it even if Ye Hao spread it.

"Hand over the True Dragon Blood Pool, I can let you die a bit more honourably."

Son-of-Saint, Zihua stood proudly in the air, apathetically looking down at the youth below him. His pair of bright purple eyes of the Divine Light flowed with an incomparably terrifying killing intent.

However, facing the Son-of-Saint Level Heaven's Pride that everyone was afraid of, Ye Hao's expression did not change at all. With an indifferent raise of his eyebrows, he looked at the purple-robed young man who looked like the son of god, "You are that Son-of-Saint, Zihua?"

"How dare you!"

"How dare you!"

"To dare to disrespect the Son of Heaven, we must destroy the entire clan!"

"..."

Son-of-Saint, Zihua had yet to open his mouth to answer Ye Hao's question when Follower, who was standing behind him, shouted angrily. It was as if the God in his heart was being desecrated as he was filled with endless fury.

In response, Ye Hao merely rubbed his wrist and casually said with a grin:

"You've come at the right time. I was just thinking of trying it out on a Holy Son!"

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