Zhao Hao's eyes narrowed. He had come to this world where legends of the Ghost King were everywhere, and he seemed to be the number one person in the world—no, wait, the number one ghost.

Many of the legends were so outrageous that he felt they were impossible.

It's likely just hearsay, but there's a small chance those rumors are true.

As a result, he was quite wary of that ghost king.

However, he, who had always looked down on the world, would never back down on such a matter: "Hmph, a mere ghost king, what do I have to fear? Don't try to use him to intimidate me."

He clearly had no intention of continuing his nonsense with Zuan, and instead turned his gaze to Jing Teng: "Since you are related to Immortal Lord Baopu, then come over here."

As he spoke, he reached out to her, and a golden phantom hand grabbed at her, as if it had traversed time and space, appearing in front of her almost instantly.

Sensing the terrifying pressure, Qiu Honglei instinctively released her light-based defensive technique, the Wall of Sighs. However, the Wall of Sighs, which was known for its defense, seemed to be made of paper and was easily passed through by the golden hand.

"Lin Bing Dou Zhe Jie Zhen Lie Qian Xing, Zhen Lie Zai Bei, Xuan Wu, heed my command!" Jing Tengjiao's voice rang out.

A phantom image of Xuanwu appeared around her, barely managing to block the giant golden hand.

"Huh?" Zhao Hao looked at the Xuanwu phantom with some surprise, clearly not expecting that Jing Teng, with his cultivation level, could summon such a magical thing.

However, in his eyes they were all just ants.

With a forceful pull, the golden fist locked itself in place.

A series of cracking sounds rang out, and soon the phantom of the tortoise shell was completely crushed by the golden hand.

Jing Teng was also grabbed by the golden hand and flew directly towards Zhao Hao's location.

Her eyes were filled with despair, but what was even more painful than despair was the coldness in her heart, because that person hadn't helped her at all from beginning to end.

She gave a self-deprecating laugh, thinking that the person would probably take this opportunity to escape.

Betrayed once before, and now betrayed again. Jing Teng, Jing Teng, why don't you ever learn your lesson?

For some reason, she still subconsciously looked at that person, and just then, she saw a dazzling sword light.

It was even more dazzling and brilliant than the sword energy we had seen along the way, as if we were witnessing a galaxy descending up close.

The star-like sword light struck the golden hand, severing it from the wrist.

The large hand that had trapped Jing Teng dissipated into fragments, and she fell from the sky.

Qiu Honglei acted first, grabbing her waist and catching her. Seeing the other's surprised look, she said irritably, "What are you looking at? Do you want him to carry you around in circles?"

Jing Teng blushed and pushed her away. Now that she had regained her mobility, she naturally didn't need her to hold her. The two women holding each other like this felt strange, as they could both feel the heavy pressure on each other.

Qiu Honglei wasn't in the mood to argue with her, so she went to Zu An's side, ready to support him at any time.

At this moment, Zu'an had none of the romantic thoughts they had in mind. Instead, she stared at Zhao Hao with a serious expression, wary of him suddenly launching an attack.

Li Changsheng and Xuan Bajing, the two old Taoist priests with bull-like noses, stared wide-eyed, stunned by what they had just witnessed.

What the hell? The Emperor's grab was something even the two of them couldn't withstand, yet it was actually cleaved in two by this guy Zu'an with a single sword strike?

I've seen him make a move on Purple Mountain before, and while it was impressive then, it wasn't as shocking as it is now. It seems he deliberately held back then.

Both of them were swordsmen, so they could naturally see the power of that sword strike. The invincible intent in the sword was truly astonishing.

How old is this guy? How can he have cultivated his sword intent to this level?

We've wasted our whole lives, haven't we?

Zhao Hao looked at Zu An with some surprise: "I never expected that you would have grown to this level. No wonder you were able to become the regent of the demon race."

He had previously been somewhat skeptical that even if the demon race was in decline, it was still an old rival of the human race that had fought against it for many years. How could this little rascal have seized the position of regent?

At the time, I even wondered if the newly widowed Little Demon Queen might have taken a liking to his male beauty, after all, this guy was quite skilled at dealing with women.

It wasn't until he saw this sword strike that he realized the other party truly deserved the title.

Zuan said in a deep voice, "We are all trapped in this secret realm now, and there is also the legendary unfathomable Ghost King lurking in the shadows. Why should we fight amongst ourselves first and let others reap the benefits?"

He quickly added, "As far as I know, besides the Ghost King, there is also Sun En, the leader of the Divine Firmament Sect, and Zang Ao, the president of the Adventurers' Guild. They both seem to have cultivation levels no less than the Emperor's. They would definitely be interested in this great tomb, and most likely they have come as well."

Zhao Hao fell into deep thought, and after a while shook his head and said, "If it were before, I might have been persuaded by you, but you've grown too fast, so fast that it makes me a little uneasy. If you continue to grow like this, you might really become a threat to me. It's better to deal with you before you grow up."

Zuan: "..."

Upon receiving Zhao Hao's affirmation, he was momentarily unsure whether to be happy or sad.

At this moment, Qiu Honglei hurriedly said, "You are the invincible emperor, a figure revered by countless cultivators. Shouldn't you appreciate a junior with outstanding talent? Moreover, I've heard that true masters feel that invincibility is a kind of loneliness, and spend their entire lives searching for a true opponent. Why are you thinking of killing him prematurely? Isn't that too... too degrading?"

She knew how terrifying Zhao Hao was. Back then, her master had mastered divine skills and was arrogant and disdainful of all the masters in the world. However, when he went to the palace to assassinate someone, he was severely injured by a single palm strike before he even saw the person's face.

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