Even Liu Jinlin and Jiu Laogui showed solemn expressions, because they also felt that Wang Hao might have obtained the Dragon Relic and the Golden Dragon's inheritance.
Once this matter gets out, it will surely shake the world, and may even alarm the real high-ranking figures behind Tianxing.
The Golden Dragon Legacy is no small matter.
Liu Jinlin frowned and said, "If word gets out about today's battle, Wang Hao's future will be very difficult!"
“It’s not necessarily all bad for him,” said the old drunkard.
Liu Jinlin nodded, a piercing glint in his eyes, and said, "As long as I have a breath left, I will protect him. Anyone who dares to touch him will have to get past me first."
"No, I possess a sacred body and a demonic heart; how can I be defeated by an unknown nobody from some backwater?"
Yin Yi was on the verge of a breakdown, feeling extremely unwilling to accept it.
He relied on his strong will to steady himself and prepare to fight back.
Just then, Wang Hao descended from the sky, wielding his sword with both hands, and unleashed a waterfall of sword energy, like a young sword immortal descending from the heavens.
Yin Yi knew that in his current state, he would definitely not be able to withstand that sword strike.
"Wang Hao, you forced me to do this."
Yin Yi clasped his hands together, and a tiny vortex emerged from between his eyebrows. The vortex grew larger and larger, eventually engulfing Wang Hao.
Wang Hao immediately controlled his body and looked towards the center of the vortex. He could vaguely see a crimson ancient seal floating deep between Yin Yi's eyebrows.
That was a sacred artifact.
When Yin Yi actually decided to use the power of the sacred artifact, Wang Hao was slightly startled and immediately used the Wind-Riding Flying Dragon Shadow technique to escape the vortex.
Even if a sacred artifact only unleashes a wisp of its power, it is beyond Wang Hao's current ability to withstand.
"Trying to escape? Too late! Haha!"
Yin Yi's face was contorted with rage as he let out a maniacal laugh.
The crimson ancient seal in his dantian flew out under the impetus of his true qi and hovered above Wang Hao's head.
Looking up, one could see that the ancient seal had grown to be over thirty meters tall, its entire body emitting flames, slowly rotating in the air, radiating an ancient and majestic holy aura.
The crimson ancient seal, over thirty meters tall, was equivalent to a building of more than ten stories, appearing enormous. Standing beneath it, Wang Hao looked like a tiny ant.
Just as Yin Yi unleashed the sacred artifact, Liu Jinlin and the Old Man of Wine rushed towards Wang Hao almost simultaneously, preparing to rescue him.
However, the Seven Fiends Envoy rushed out and set up the Seven Star Battle Formation, holding the two of them back.
“You two, today, Wang Hao will surely die under the sacred artifact. You cannot save him,” the Purple Wind Envoy said coldly.
Liu Jinlin roared, "Yin Yi is clearly no match for Wang Hao. Even if he wins by relying on a sacred artifact, what kind of skill is that?"
The Purple Wind Envoy said, "As long as Wang Hao dies, the young master will be victorious."
Without further ado, Liu Jinlin immediately activated the Blood God Shadow, which condensed into a giant bull-headed god shadow and went to attack the Seven Star Battle Formation.
"Wang Hao, you must hold on and not die from the sacred artifact."
The Seven Star Battle Formation completely connected the powers of the Seven Luminaries Saint Envoys, holding Liu Jinlin and the Old Wine Ghost back, preventing them from rescuing Wang Hao.
Wang Hao's father also looked anxious, but with his cultivation level, he couldn't help at all.
"Wang Hao, today I'll teach you a lesson: the living are kings, the dead are bandits. It's all time to end this!"
Yin Yi laughed loudly and controlled the enormous ancient seal, pressing it down on Wang Hao.
Large beads of sweat covered Yin Yi's face, his whole body trembled, and his veins bulged out. Clearly, controlling a sacred artifact was no easy task.
At the same time, Wang Hao immediately channeled his true energy into the Dragon Ball, unleashing its power.
"Whoosh!"
A layer of golden light burst forth from Wang Hao's body, like a giant golden dragon egg enveloping his body and actually blocking the sacred artifact.
Using the sacred artifact, the true energy in Yin Yi's dantian was almost completely exhausted in an instant, and even most of the blood in his body was burned.
Having failed to kill Wang Hao with his first strike, Yin Yi never used the power of the sacred artifact again.
"How could this be?" Yin Yi felt his eyelids getting heavier and heavier, and he felt increasingly unable to grasp the ancient seal.
Ultimately, the true energy in Yin Yi's dantian was completely depleted.
"Whoosh!"
Without the power to empower it, the ancient seal turned into a speck of light and flew back to Yin Yi's brow.
How could Wang Hao possibly miss such a good opportunity?
He formed a sword incantation with his index and middle fingers, unleashing his sword control technique, mobilizing the Yin-Yang Xuan Iron sword embryo, and thrusting it towards Yin Yi's heart.
"Pfft!"
The Yin-Yang Xuan Iron Sword transformed into a stream of light, piercing through Yin Yi's protective Heavenly Gang, and thrusting into Yin Yi's heart, breaking through the artery of his heart, passing through his body, leaving a bloody hole the size of a bowl, and digging out that demonic heart.
"No"
Yin Yi let out a scream and stretched out a hand, trying to grab the demonic heart that had separated from his body.
Unfortunately, Yin Yi's true energy was exhausted, and even his blood energy was greatly damaged. He had no strength left and could only watch helplessly as the demonic heart, which was like a fireball, fell into the water.
"Sizzle!"
As the demonic heart entered the water, the entire body of water boiled and bubbled up.
The change happened too suddenly. Just a moment ago, Yin Yi had the absolute upper hand, unleashing his sacred artifact and seemingly about to kill Wang Hao.
In an instant, the scene changed completely. Wang Hao launched a counterattack under the crushing weight of the sacred artifact, not only severely injuring Yin Yi but also digging out Yin Yi's demonic heart.
Even the Seven Luminaries Saint Envoys, who were still holding back Liu Jinlin and the Old Man of Wine, were all stunned. The seven of them looked at Yin Yi falling from the sky in the distance, somewhat puzzled.
The young master had already used the sacred artifact, yet he still suffered a crushing defeat.
The demonic heart fell into the Tongming River and lost its heart, but Yin Yi did not die immediately.
The Holy Body possesses immense vitality, far surpassing that of ordinary martial bodies. Yin Yi lay in the water, gazing at the clear blue sky, his eyes gradually becoming empty and lifeless.
"They've actually lost. Utterly lost."
Yin Yi had an unwavering belief in victory and had never been defeated since childhood.
Now that his beliefs have been shattered, even if his demonic heart hasn't been removed, he's practically crippled.
Wang Hao, carrying the blood-soaked Yin-Yang Black Iron sword core, silently looked at Yin Yi lying in a pool of blood, and did not make another move.
With his heart removed, Yin Yi doesn't have long to live.
"Waaah!"
Just then, a dark cloud appeared, covering the entire sky and blocking out the blazing sun hanging in the mid-sky.
The entire section of the River of Death was completely dark, without a single ray of light. The only sounds were the crashing water and the ever-growing wind.
Wang Hao suddenly looked up, staring at the dark cloud, and sensed a terrifying force rapidly approaching.
"What's going on? Why is it so dark?"
Those martial artists with lower cultivation levels panicked and quickly took out light-attribute spirit crystals, holding them in their hands to illuminate the surroundings.
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