The moment this thought popped into Wang Hao's head, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

Actually, even though Guan Ping came in this time, Wang Hao didn't take him too seriously.

After all, no matter how strong Guan Ping is, he is only a Martial Grandmaster!

He, Wang Hao, had actually met the Martial Saint!

The Sweeping Monk!

Moreover, Wang Hao had seen people of Guan Ping's strength among the Martial Sect members before!

The mortals will be annihilated!

Even based on Wang Hao's previous perceptions, his father, Wang Jianguo...

Perhaps, his strength is even greater than Guan Ping's!

In other words, even if someone like Guan Ping were to walk out of the Martial Saint's Tomb, it wouldn't make any difference!

The current state of the world is not something that Guan Ping, a mere figure, can change!

But what if Guan Yu, a martial saint, walked out of the Martial Saint's Tomb and regained his life?

Then the world is probably not far from chaos!

After all, Guan Yu was a true martial saint!

Aside from the Sweeper Monk, there is probably no one else in the outside world whose strength can be compared to Guan Yu's!

The most terrifying thing about such a person is not his strength, but...

He didn't have many relatives around him!

He has no worries!

A strong person with no attachments is always the most feared!

To put it bluntly, if Wang Hao didn't have these senior sisters, or people he needed to care about, perhaps his overall strength in direct combat would be lower. But the sense of crisis that Wang Hao brought to these people?

It will only get stronger!

Because he, Wang Hao, has no ties!

What if you anger someone like that?

He'll kill you whenever he gets the chance!

He will be like a snake, watching you all the time, giving you absolutely no chance to fight back!

The moment you notice him, he'll turn around and disappear immediately.

And when you're not paying attention to him, he'll suddenly attack and kill you, or the people around you!

Even if we take a step back and assume that someone like Wang Hao can kill everyone around him, so what?

He can hide!

Given his age and talent, how many people in this world can outlast Wang Hao?

Wang Hao is no match for those people now, but what about ten years from now?

What about twenty years from now?

Twenty years later, Wang Hao is still not even forty years old!

In their thirties, martial artists are in their prime!

Under such circumstances, who would dare to provoke Wang Hao?

And Guan Yu right before us is just like that!

His relatives were all from the Wuzong sect!

Trying to threaten him?

That's practically impossible!

If such a being were truly released, what would it do to this world...?

It might not be a good thing!

Even if he is loyal and righteous!

Even the most loyal and righteous person can be provoked!

The Martial Saint's Wrath?

The world will suffer!

Gritting his teeth, a cold glint flashed in Wang Hao's eyes!

"Let's go out and take a look!"

As he spoke, Wang Hao looked directly at Guan Xing.

Guan Xing's eyes also showed a hint of shock at this moment.

After all, in his eyes, it was unlikely that Guan Ping could resurrect Guan Yu.

Guan Yu's strength is too great!

To resurrect Guan Yu, one would need to sacrifice at least someone with the bloodline of a powerful figure like Guan Yinping, right?

Now that Guan Yinping is here perfectly fine, how could Guan Yunchang possibly be resurrected?

Could it be...?

Did Guan Ping sacrifice himself?

Thinking of this, Guan Xing's heart started racing. He didn't dare to delay, so he put Guan Yinping on the ground to rest, and then turned around and walked out!

Wang Hao and Zhou Mi immediately followed.

Soon, the three of them were back on the ground.

This place is already some distance from the statue.

Upon seeing the situation on the statue's side, all three showed expressions of horror.

statue……

It's collapsing!

Everything around us is disappearing little by little!

"How could this be? Could it be... could it be that Guan Ping really sacrificed himself to revive my father?"

Guan Xing couldn't help but tremble all over.

Seeing all this, Wang Hao couldn't care less about anything else and rushed over quickly.

At the very least, he needs to figure it out.

What on earth happened here?!

Just then...

Rumble!

Another loud bang!

This time, almost the entire statue collapsed!

Huge rocks rolled down and covered the ground!

Everywhere there were fragments of fallen boulders!

In the center of that statue, Wang Hao saw a...

Headless corpse!

At the center of the entire statue, on the ground.

There was a headless corpse sitting there at that moment.

He sat quietly, motionless, still wearing his armor.

This scene left Wang Hao somewhat bewildered.

Why is a person who has had his head chopped off still sitting there?

Why is this the scene until death?

When was everything around us built?

Was it during his lifetime or after his death?

Where was his head taken from?

Countless questions lingered in Wang Hao's mind.

At this moment, looking at the headless corpse on the ground, Guan Xing's body trembled uncontrollably.

"Father!"

Guan Xing knelt down on the ground, tears streaming down his face.

Wang Hao turned his head and looked at Guan Xing.

Guan Xing also murmured softly.

"After my father died, his head was cut off by thieves, but they dared not go forward to dispose of my father's body."

Later, the thief was executed, and it took me countless hours to find this place and build the statue, wanting to protect my father's body.

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