A man and a woman in a room together.

A strange feeling appeared in both of their hearts.

After fighting for a while, Ling Hao walked out of the room. Yang Linglong stood up to send him off, and looked at his back with a gentle gaze.

After Ling Hao returned to his room and sat on his bed, his eyes turned ice-cold.

"I only left for a few days and was almost destroyed by these dregs. I still dare to injure my woman!"

"Since things have progressed to this point, I don't care anymore. I can only practice the cultivation technique from my previous life."

Countless golden words appeared in his mind, swirling around.

The [Nine Heavens Creation Art] and the [Heaven Swallowing Tyrant Technique] were one.

This was because ever since he was reborn, he felt that adding on the [Heaven Swallowing Tyrant Technique] would defy the Heavenly Dao. After all, this technique was equivalent to devouring tens of thousands of lives to strengthen itself.

If the [Nine Heavens Creation Art] and the [Heaven-Devouring Divine Art] were cultivated together, the cultivators, demon beasts, and demon beasts would be automatically devoured to break through.

Ling Hao's eyes were cold.

"So what if you've betrayed the world?"

"As long as the people around me and I are doing well!"

The golden stream of air and the black stream of air blended and flowed around his body. One of Ling Hao's eyes became golden, while the other became black, exuding an evil aura.

At this time, above the nine heavens, thunder rumbled. Endless thunderbolts descended, and explosions rang out in all directions.

The purple thunder and lightning were extremely terrifying as a violent wind and torrential rain engulfed the area.

Ling Hao pushed open the door, and his two eyes turned completely black, allowing the rain to fall on his body.

His long black hair fluttered in the wind, and a domineering aura surrounded him.

At this moment, his peak True Yang Stage was enough to kill a 2nd Layer Manifestation cultivator.

The Good Fortune of the Nine Heavens was the Yang, the overbearing and domineering nature was the Yin. When the two Universe level cultivation techniques were combined, it meant that Yin and Yang were fused together, causing the ruthless Heavenly Dao above the Nine Heavens to tremble!

Within his Dantian, the two dragons were playing with each other.

The next morning, the people of the two clans came again.

Over ten thousand disciples of the Spirit Flame Clan gathered in front of the mountain gate. They looked at the crowd outside the curtain of light.

Outside of the white shield, the eyes of the disciples of the Golden Carp Tribe and the Mo Luo Tribe were filled with killing intent.

"What a cowardly turtle. Are all of you from the Spirit Flame race trash?"

"Hmph, this is truly interesting. Those who don't know it will think that you're cowards!"

Above the sky, wearing white clothes, a trace of disdain appeared on his face that could be blown apart by the wind.

From Yue Hua's point of view, none of the Spirit Flame Clan's Successor Disciples could defeat him.

The disciples of the two clans began ridiculing one another.

Zhou Hu sneered. Today, they were going to attack the Spirit Flame Race. Once they devoured the clan's 10,000 years of foundation, they would be able to strengthen the Mo Luo Tribe and also take revenge for their sons and grandsons.

Green Edge was the female head of the Golden Carp Tribe. Seeing that the Spirit Flame Race didn't dare to come out, he also mocked them with a smile. If they ran out of strength, it would only be a matter of time before their clan was exterminated.

The Spirit Flame Race, Patriarch, and the dispirited Martial House Master were all furious.

All of the disciples felt that they could not lift their heads up. The other party was only at the ninth heaven of the True Sun, yet he dared to act so arrogantly. This was truly hateful!

Yang Linglong stepped forward, her grace completely overpowering the moonlight in the sky.

Countless gazes were fixed onto her. No matter where her devastatingly beautiful countenance looked, it would still cause a commotion.

"She …" How is that possible? " Yue Hua couldn't believe it. If the Ice Magic Method she was cultivating were to be developed, there would be no cure, unless she was an unparalleled master.

But he had expected that the Spirit Flame Race didn't have such an expert. Such a strange matter was truly baffling.

Yang Wuyuan looked at his granddaughter with a dumbstruck expression.

Then, he asked in surprise, "Linglong, what's going on?"

Looking at her grandfather's puzzled expression, Yang Linglong smiled and said: "Ling Hao cured me."

"Ling Hao?" Yang Wuyuan muttered.

What a genius!

"If you let that Ling Hao come out and take one of my moves, then he can be considered powerful!" Hearing the discussion of the youths below, Yue Hua smiled.

Yang Linglong looked at the girl who once injured her and said, "If he wants to come out, you will die."

"Ridiculous, none of you from the Spirit Flame race can fight me. With my talent, hehe, you really boast too much!"

Ling Hao walked up to the entrance of the mountain.

He said.

"Even if I let you have both hands and feet, you still won't be able to kill me."