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The youth stood proudly in the air. He was slender and covered in blood, like a ghost that had just crawled out of a sea of blood. He stared at Ye Hao, who was sitting cross-legged below him, with an indescribable shock and horror.

"Dragon-Mounting Tripolar Stage... This aura must be from the Dragon-Mounting Tripolar Stage! "

"Hahaha!" The Polar Arts, an invincible technique passed down since prehistoric times.

The young man continued to laugh maniacally, his body couldn't help but tremble uncontrollably, clearly showing how excited he was in his heart.

"This world is truly mysterious. Even the Polar Arts has appeared. It seems like the deduction of the fate of longevity isn't baseless!"

The young man kept mumbling to himself as a majestic and terrifying aura shrouded his entire body. It was like a raging sea rolling up and down in the sky, causing even the air to tremble crazily. The scene was extremely terrifying.

"Eh?"

At the same time, Ye Hao, who was sitting cross-legged below, opened his eyes. Although his injuries were mostly healed, he had not fully recovered. There was still the remnants of the Paragon's medicine left in his body.

However, the strange young man above gave him a sense of danger. Facing such a person with an unknown origin, Ye Hao naturally didn't dare to be careless.

Most importantly, the strange young man was able to immediately recognize the origin of the Polar Arts, which caused him to feel extremely uneasy. Along the way here, he had used the Polar Arts in front of all the other experts, but no one had been able to see through it.

"Who are you?"

Ye Hao's expression was grave as he stared at the bloodied young man above him. The power in his body started to circulate as if he was about to face a great enemy.

He felt that the strange young man's strength was definitely comparable to the Son of God's Mo Dao.

"Eh? He was actually able to speak after being oppressed by my aura. He's definitely more outstanding than the so-called geniuses of this world."

In the sky, that young man covered in blood raised his brows and laughed, revealing a mouthful of ghastly white teeth that flowed with cold light, "That's right, even the worst person would be a little extraordinary if they obtained this unrivalled method of Dragon-Mounting Tripolar Stage, which was passed down from the prehistoric era."

"Contemporary?"

Ye Hao frowned and narrowed his eyes. His expression became more serious as he said, "You are not from this era? You have also lived from ancient times till now? "

The words of the former immediately made Ye Hao think of Mo Beixuan, whom he had met not long ago. It made him know that by relying on the existence of the legendary Longevity Substance, there was a person who could survive for a long time, surpassing time.

"Eh, I know quite a bit."

Hearing that, the young man with blood stains looked surprised, then said: "Forget it, since you have brought the Polar Arts for me, there is no harm in telling you."

"My name is Nangong Tu."

The youth said coldly, his body emitting a vast and mighty aura that looked down upon the world.

"Nangong Tu?"

Ye Hao frowned and a confused look appeared on his face. However, he soon seemed to have thought of something and stood up abruptly. His eyes narrowed as an unprecedented look of seriousness and solemnity appeared on his face. "You are indeed from ancient times!"

Ye Hao was not unfamiliar with the name Nangong Tu. Back then, when he was flipping through some ancient books in jixia academy, he had seen records and legends regarding this person.

Nangong Tu was one of the most legendary heaven's pride experts in the ancient era. His background was mysterious and no one knew of his background, but his strength was terrifying. Even within the ranks of heaven's pride experts, no one could compete with him.

Most importantly, Nangong Tu had risen to prominence much earlier than someone like Mo Beixuan. At that time, the founder of the Saint Ruler Sect had only just stepped into the Dao and established a Immortal Confucian Orthodoxy that could shake the world.

Someone once said that if Nangong Tu were to fully mature, he would definitely be able to enter the supreme realm of saints. However, for some reason, after sweeping away his peers in the world, Nangong Tu actually disappeared without a trace, becoming one of the biggest suspense cases of that era.

Ye Hao could never have imagined that the mysterious and strange young man in front of him was the famous Nangong Tu of the ancient era.

"Time has flowed, the world has changed. Within this Paramount Heavenly Coffin, we have lived for a million years. I never thought that there would be someone who would remember our Nangong."

In the void, the bloodied youth sighed deeply, causing Ye Hao's heart to be in turmoil and he was unable to calm down.0

It was obvious that Nangong Tu did not disappear for no reason during the ancient era. He did not perish like the people had guessed, but stayed within the Paramount Heavenly Coffin, spanning a million years, from the ancient era to the modern world, burying an entire era.

Could it be that this Paramount Heavenly Coffin was something that Nangong Tu owned?

Ye Hao suppressed the shock in his heart, and stared at Nangong Tu, his expression solemn: "Looks like, all the rumors about the Paramount Heavenly Coffin were spread by you? It was also you who lured all kinds of heaven's pride experts into this place? "

Nangong Tu grinned sinisterly, his face showing ridicule and ridicule, "The world is greedy and delusional, I only gave them a beautiful hope. As for the two of you, you are the last two people in this group. I, Nangong Tu, will kill you and refine you … The 1,000th Chosen! "

Hearing that, Ye Hao looked like he was struck by lightning. The expression on his face changed drastically, and waves of shock started to churn in his heart. He was unable to calm down at all.

There was only him and Tao Tao who had already fainted. Could it be that all the heaven's pride level experts who entered the Paramount Heavenly Coffin died in such a short period of time?

The one million?

Could it be that, since ancient times, millions of geniuses have entered the Paramount Heavenly Coffin?

And these people all died at the hands of Nangong Tu?

To be able to enter the Paramount Heavenly Coffin, one had to have the aura of a supreme being!

However, these Heaven's Pride heroes would end up similar to Jin Wu and the others. They would become nourishment, be robbed of their vital energy and blood, and eventually die here.

No wonder this mysterious space was blood-red. Even the ground beneath his feet seemed to be soaked in blood.

Millions of transcendent Chosen were buried here. It could be said that every inch of land was paved with blood and gore.

Ye Hao's face stiffened and a bone-piercing chill ran through his entire body. Since ancient times, Nangong Tu had killed millions of heaven's pride experts and plundered their talent and roots in order to become his own.

Ye Hao could not imagine what kind of heaven-defying talent Nangong Tu, who had absorbed millions of heaven's pride level experts, possessed.

However, what he was sure of was that Nangong Tu definitely could not do such a terrifying thing alone.

"Who the hell are you?!"

Ye Hao shouted as he quietly circulated the power in his body. He was on full alert as if he was about to face a great enemy.

"Hehe, a person who is about to die, what's the point in asking so many questions?"

In the air, Nangong Tu sneered, his cold eyes burning with passion, "What you have to do is to obediently hand over the Polar Arts, and then wait for your death!"

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