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At this moment, not only Son-of-Saint, Zihua, but even Ye Hao was shocked by the improvement of his own strength.
It had to be known that Jin Wuwei had also burned his own bloodline back then, but at that time, he did not have any good methods of dealing with it.
But now, when facing Son-of-Saint of Ghost Spider who was stronger than Jin Wuwei, even if he burned all of his Saint Blood Lineage as well, he could still rely on his own strength to directly kill Son-of-Saint of Ghost Spider.
Such a difference in strength, not to mention others, even Ye Hao himself was shocked.
"The Xuanhuang Nine Revolutions Heavenly Arts, it really lives up to its name!"
Ye Hao understood that the biggest thing he could rely on to kill Son-of-Saint of Ghost Spider was his own Heaven-and-Earth Faxiang. Without the strength of his elephant, he did not have a good way to deal with his Saint Blood Lineage.
He could even suppress the image of a saint. Ye Hao could not imagine how terrifying of an expert Ancient Emperor of Xuanhuang, who was reputed as the Ancient First Sovereign back then, was. Just what kind of drastic change could cause such a terrifying existence to mysteriously perish.
Looking at the slowly dissipating Heaven-and-Earth Faxiang, Ye Hao was both shocked and lost in thought. However, in the end, he shook his head and sighed, no longer thinking about it.
Although he had briefly seen Ancient Emperor of Xuanhuang's heaven-defying demeanor when he crossed Long Time River back then, everything in the ancient times were enveloped in an endless fog. It was strange and mysterious, and with his current strength, he couldn't possibly figure it out.
After suppressing his thoughts, Ye Hao went down to the ruins and found Son-of-Saint of Ghost Spider's Storage Bag. He then returned to Son-of-Saint, Zihua's place and frowned: "Still lying down? Was he beaten to a pulp by those two fellows? "
Son-of-Saint, Zihua quivered and suppressed the shock in his heart. He stood up with a grunt and realized that Son-of-Saint of Blood Toad was not dead yet. He laid on the ground and decisively made another cut.
"Not only did you not listen to me, you even dared to pull that Ghost Spider Tribe guy to attack me. I regret it so much!"
Son-of-Saint, Zihua curled his lips. There was not the slightest trace of sympathy in his eyes. He cleaned up Son-of-Saint of Blood Toad's body familiarly.
"Hehe, I've already snatched it once. I don't have anything good on me anymore."
Son-of-Saint, Zihua looked through the Storage Bag that he plucked from the former's body and then handed it over to Ye Hao with some dog legs.
If he was unwilling to swear the oath to become a slave back then, then he would no longer have these thoughts in his heart anymore. After all, following a monster that was comparable to Extreme Son of Saint, even if it came from Desolate Land, was not too embarrassing.
"This Son-of-Saint of Ghost Spider is quite rich."
Towards Son-of-Saint of Blood Toad's Storage Bag, Ye Hao only took a glance and was no longer interested. However, the Storage Bag in Son-of-Saint of Ghost Spider's Storage Bag were rich. Even though he was mentally prepared, he still felt a burst of surprise.
Five stalks of large Quasi-Paramount medicine.
Over a hundred Grade Nine Spirit Medicines.
There were also a few scattered Heavenly and Earthly Treasures that had an astonishing value.
"Oh, this guy is the Ghost Spider Tribe's precious baby. It's not strange that he has so many resources on him."
Son-of-Saint, Zihua knew the former foundation, so he was not too surprised. After all, as a Demonic Genius second only to Extreme Son of Saint, the old guys of the Ghost Spider Tribe would definitely value the latter highly and not be stingy with their cultivation resources.
"Tsk tsk, are all you Saint Blood Lineage like this?"
Ye Hao sighed and touched his chin. The looting of Son-of-Saint of Blood Toad already made him feel a burst of surprise. Who would have thought that Son-of-Saint of Ghost Spider's wealth was even richer than the former.
To Ye Hao, such a rich and astonishing fortune was like a treasure trove to be moved. Compared to these Saint Blood Lineage, he was way too poor in the past.
"Well, sort of."
Looking at the young man's slightly green eyes, Son-of-Saint, Zihua smiled awkwardly and subconsciously covered his own Storage Bag. He was really afraid that this poor and crazy guy would even loot him, then he would have no place to cry.
In order to avoid this miserable ending, Son-of-Saint, Zihua said in a sincere tone, "The Son-of-Saint Level Demons are raised up as the most important successors within a certain clan. Although there are more than one Holy Son in a group, the ancestors of the Saints will definitely favor them and will not be stingy with their cultivation resources.
"It's so good to have a backer."
He thought back to the time when he had embarked on his journey of cultivation. Although he had Shen Jiuyou to lead the way, he had to think of a way to obtain all the cultivation resources he needed. Even when he was in the Heiyuan City back then, for a second grade spirit medicine, he had to take a risk and enter the Black Mountain Range in order to find it.
To the current him, rank 2 spiritual medicines were already nothing. Even Paramount Confucian Orthodoxy had to take the Quasi-Paramount great medicine seriously, as he had a few on him.
However, even though he had quite a lot of cultivation resources, Ye Hao still felt a bit poor. After all, with the existence of Tripod of Medical Emperor, just the wealth of a Saint Blood Lineage would definitely be worth it.
"How many Heavenly and Earthly Treasures do you think that Mo Yuan from Void Devil Bat Clan has?"
In his gloomy eyes, Ye Hao suddenly looked at Son-of-Saint, Zihua. When Son-of-Saint, Zihua heard this, his heart skipped a beat and he said with a bit of fear: "I say, Big Brother, you …" It can't be that they really want to get involved with that Mo Yuan, right? "
"He's Extreme Son of Saint!"
Son-of-Saint, Zihua had a face full of apprehension. Even though he knew the terrifying strength of the youth, Extreme Son of Saint's reputation was too great. These characters were already close to the legend among their generation and had been famous for a long time.
"What's wrong with Extreme Son of Saint now?"
Hearing that, Ye Hao sneered, "I've said it before, if you dare to provoke him, do it with your strength. Since Mo Yuan has ill intentions towards me, I will not let him go so easily."
Now that he had entered the Heavenly Elephant Great Perfection, Ye Hao no longer felt fear towards Extreme Son of Saint like he did in the past, and he even had a desire to fight against a heaven's pride expert at this level. He wanted to test out the strength of the current him, compared to a monster in the legends of the Star Sea.
Son-of-Saint, Zihua's face was filled with worry, but he also understood that he could not stop this reckless guy. He could only say with an uneasy expression: "Void Devil Bat Clan are Star Sea, they are even a little stronger than the Ghost Spider Tribe. The most important thing is that their clan members are sparse, and Mo Yuan, as their clan's Saint Blood Lineage, is also Extreme Son of Saint. It's definitely unimaginable. "