Way of Immortal Sovereign

This was a dusky world, completely devoid of anything except for nothingness.    

There was also no gravity.    

This was the world inside the Heaven's Path Mirror.    

Ye Hao was sent to this place by the golden robed man. After a long time, he finally got used to this strange world that had no gravity and could only float.    

"What a dense Spiritual Energy of Heaven and Earth …"    

After sitting down in the air, Ye Hao sensed the circulation of the Qi Mechanism between heaven and earth and could not help but exclaim in surprise.    

This was because the spirit energy circulating between heaven and earth was actually a bit denser than the Soldier-Forging Mountain.    

It had to be known that Soldier-Forging Mountain was hailed as one of the three great mysteries of the Star Sea. It could be said that it had the most luxurious of cultivation environments, and it was not inferior to even those few peak life Old Star.    

"The Heaven's Path Mirror is indeed worthy of being a Heavenly Treasure from the same era as the Primal Chaos Spirit Root."    

Ye Hao sighed. At the same time, he felt a little regretful.    

Because, even if the Spiritual Energy of Heaven and Earth here were denser, it would still be useless to him.    

After all, the current him specialized in cultivating the Ji Realm.    

"This world, I can't feel any changes to time either."    

Putting aside those useless thoughts, Ye Hao concentrated on feeling it and couldn't help but frown.    

According to what the golden-robed man said, Ye Hao didn't feel anything strange about the terrifying difference in time between the outside world and the inside of the mirror.    

However, after thinking about it carefully, he also felt relieved. The Heaven's Path Mirror was a supreme treasure of the same era as the Primal Chaos Spirit Root. If one was able to detect the difference inside the mirror, then the cultivator would be torn to pieces by the power of time, let alone cultivate here.    

"Walking out of the Taichu Star, you really did the right thing!"    

When he had left the Taichu Star, he had only just entered the Dragon-Mounting Stage. However, after a short period of time, he had already cultivated the Polar Arts to the peak of perfection.    

Not to mention the Heaven's Path Mirror, which was such a heaven-defying opportunity, Ye Hao didn't even dare to think about it.    

Escaping the power of time, how many people in the world could do that?    

Most likely, not even the true Immortals who had stepped onto the Great Way of the Longevity would dare to imagine this.    

Being able to meet the Soldier-Forging Mountain and the golden-robed man could be said to be Ye Hao's greatest opportunity in his life besides obtaining the Gray Bead.    

"But then, my path … "How should we proceed?"    

In the dusky sky, Ye Hao sat cross-legged and gradually quieted down.    

The current him had completely perfected his Dragon-Mounting Tripolar Stage and had reached the limits of the way of the extreme realms.    

In terms of true combat strength, as long as he didn't meet someone at the pinnacle of the world, Ye Hao would have nothing to fear.    

He was once a saint who had always been above everyone else, but now, he could suppress them with a raise of his hand.    

However, was that enough?    

Even if Ye Hao did not walk out of the Taichu Star, he knew that his current strength was still insufficient.    

Because although the Polar Arts he cultivates is powerful and heaven defying, it is too evil and carries a kind of strange and ominous feeling.    

In the history of the Taichu Star, he was not the only one who had obtained the supreme body tempering method called Dragon-Mounting Tripolar Stage.    

In the ancient times, and even earlier in the Primordial Era, there were similarly peerless talents that cultivated the Polar Arts.    

Which of those figures wasn't resplendent beyond compare, able to shake the past and the present?    

However, in the end, how many had died a merciful death?    

Without exception.    

It was either a death or a disappearance. Those peerless heroes and unrivalled hegemons would all have ominous omens lingering around them in their later years.    

Ye Hao asked himself if he could compare to any of the previous sages who cultivated the Ji Realm. Even if he was strong, it would be limited.    

In history, those peerless heroes were all swallowed up by an ominous feeling. Everything had become a mystery, and this was a very strange feeling. If it was him, would he be able to resist this ominous feeling?    

Thinking back to the Fallen Phoenix Clan from last time, Ye Hao's face could not help but become darker.    

Back then within the Emperor Demon's Tomb, if he had not met the Spirit-controlling Worm, and driven the tiger to devour the wolf, he probably would have died at the hands of the Fallen Phoenix Clan long ago.    

At the moment, Ye Hao was not afraid of Fallen Phoenix Clan, but how could that Evil Phoenix be the end of the road of misfortune?    

Absolutely not!    

"Speaking of which, I have already reached the peak of the Ji Realm. Why is it that I still haven't encountered any misfortune?"    

Ye Hao frowned. In the past, whenever his Polar Arts had a slight increase, it would cause an ominous arrival, which was the same for the three Hellhound and the Fallen Phoenix Clan back then.    

However, he had already mastered the Ji Realm, so logically speaking, he should have attracted the attention of evil a long time ago, but why didn't he feel the slightest bit strange?    

"Could it be because it's inside the Soldier-Forging Mountain?"    

A guess appeared in Ye Hao's heart and he became more and more confident.    

Although the Ji Realm was strange and terrifying, the Soldier-Forging Mountain was definitely not a simple place.    

Other than the two Ancestor of True Immortal s from Heaven Mending Clan, there was also that mysterious, unfathomable golden-robed man.    

The latter could kill seven True Immortals with a single finger. Facing such a terrifying existence, Ye Hao could not imagine what kind of creature could challenge it.    

But unfortunately, the golden-robed man had fallen as well.    

Although Ye Hao still couldn't believe it, he had no choice but to believe it.    

After all, with the golden-robed man's status, there was no need to joke around with him.    

Not to mention that after the former was exposed, Ye Hao did indeed feel a trace of an aura of death from his body.    

Ye Hao sighed. Even a supreme existence like the golden robed man would perish. With his current level of strength, how could he dare say that he was able to protect the person he wanted to protect?    

"Although my Dragon-Mounting Tripolar Stage has reached the end, my path of the Ji Realm has not reached the end yet!"    

Ye Hao whispered, his black eyes filled with the light of inference.    

Dragon-Mounting Tripolar Stage, Invincible Body Cultivating Arts.    

In the final analysis, this supreme technique was to excavate the treasures of the human body, allowing the cultivator's body to achieve the path of the Dao.    

Right now, his Dragon-Mounting Tripolar Stage had already reached its end, but Ye Hao had yet to reach the end even though he had excavated his own path of physical and mental strength.    

Although Ye Hao had to figure out the way back to the Extreme Realm by himself, the Polar Arts still gave him a clear direction.    

This body has legs, and is not a fake.    

Ye Hao knew that his future path of cultivation lay within his physical body.    

Rumble rumble rumble!    

Between the profound mysteries, Ye Hao unconsciously activated his Polar Arts. The vast and boundless Qi and Blood Strength rose into the sky, shaking the heavens.    

Golden Body Jade Bone Overlord blood within his body.    

As for the 365 acupoints, they were sparkling, like stars in the sky, emitting a dazzling and terrifying Divine Light.    

"My future path... "How do I get there..."    

Ye Hao whispered as he looked at himself. It was as if he had entered a strange realm.    

The moment he fell into this trap, an entire day had passed in the outside world!    

The terrifying flames of the great Dao filled the entire mountain peak, burning through the void and refining all kinds of Maternal Golden Divine Material s. Especially that terrifyingly heavy golden material which was filled with endless sharpness, it was even permeated with ninety percent of the Great Way of Fire, burning it up, and slowly melted into the shape of a pagoda. The surrounding countless Maternal Golden Divine Material s that had been refined turned into gold essence, and poured in like a nest of swallows, causing the former's aura to become even more terrifying.    

Hun Yuan parent mine, the ancestor of the Maternal Golden Divine Material in the world, just as expected.    

With a wave of his sleeve, a Dark Light shot out from the mirror as if it had lost control of itself. It floated in the air, and as it circulated through the air, it was like a liquid.    

"Immortal …." Celestial sovereign? "Greetings, celestial sovereign!    

As the black liquid opened its mouth, its voice was constantly trembling. It was as if an inferior person had seen a superior being. It was simply unable to suppress the most instinctive reaction of his soul.    

If Ye Hao was here, he would definitely not believe the scene in front of his eyes. The usually wild and untamed Evil Spirit actually revealed such a fearful expression. "Wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu!    

Of course, this was also because the golden-robed man was truly too transcendent.    

The evil spirit, a hidden danger that even Ye Hao couldn't do anything about back then, was stripped off from Ye Hao's soul with a wave of his sleeve. Not only that, it did not harm his soul in the slightest, and appeared outside the Heaven's Path Mirror just like that.    

However, even though Ye Hao was unharmed, it did not mean that the evil spirits were the same.    

At this moment, the Evil Spirit's soul could be said to have suffered unimaginable injuries. After all, he and Ye Hao's soul were one and the gold robed man wanted to separate the Evil Spirit without harming Ye Hao. Naturally, he would be the only one suffering.    

"The final member of the Ghost Clan?"    

The golden-robed man glanced at the evil spirit. His words were cold and indifferent, as if he wasn't the least bit emotional. He wasn't as friendly as when he was chatting with Ye Hao.    

"Immortal …." This humble one does not know that the one behind the Heaven Mending Clan is the Celestial Sovereign. Thus, this humble one did not know how high the heavens were and how deep the earth was, and escaped. I hope the celestial sovereign can forgive me! "    

The evil spirit was extremely terrified. It did not have its usual arrogant and tyrannical appearance. That was because it knew better than Ye Hao just how terrifying of an existence it was facing.    

"Heh."    

The golden robed man sneered, from start to finish, he did not give the evil spirit a single glance, "Do you think this noble one doesn't know that you escaped from Soldier-Forging Mountain back then?"    

The evil spirits were terrified, trembling in fear. They did not dare to speak at all.    

The golden robed man continued, "Back then, this noble one had calculated a divination by letting you leave, and you … I will return with hope in the end. "    

"Even if the original body were to deduce this personally, it wouldn't believe it at all. But, why not give it a try? "    

The gold robed man's mouth twitched, causing the evil spirits to be startled.    

So back then, he had bewitched a guest with Heaven Mending Clan and escaped from the Soldier-Forging Mountain.    

"Celestial sovereign, what …" Hope? "    

The evil spirit was confused, its scarlet eyes filled with confusion.    

He didn't want to return to the Soldier-Forging Mountain at all.    

Not to mention bringing back hope.    

To be honest, the only thing he brought back …    

"Immortal …." Celestial sovereign, that … "That kid..."    

"How dare you!"    

The gold robed man shouted coldly. The evil spirit's sinister, fog-like body immediately let out a miserable scream, melting into nothingness.    

"Please spare me, celestial sovereign!" "Spare us!"    

The evil spirit did not dare to continue speaking and continued to wail and plead for mercy. It did not even dare to have the slightest bit of violence in its eyes. However, an indescribable stormy feeling surged in its heart.    

He was well aware of just how terrifying the golden-robed man in front of him was.    

However, he couldn't understand why a supreme existence like the golden robed man would care so much about aboriginal boy who had Desolate Land.    

The evil spirit was confused, but it did not dare to ask.    

After all, not just him, even the Immortals who had stepped onto the Grand Dao of Longevity were like ants in front of the golden-robed man.    

"Do you know the reason why I brought you out?"    

The golden-robed man's expression didn't change at all from beginning to end. He controlled the Great Dao's fire as he spoke.    

Evil Spirit seemed to be clever at this moment, "Hierarch … Do you want me to merge with that tower soldier and become the artifact spirit? "    

The reason the Nether Clan destroyed their clan back then was because of their clan's characteristics. They were most suited to become the artifact spirit, and that was why they were surrounded and exterminated by the Star Sea s. It was not a disaster for the Heaven Mending Clan s.    

However, when the golden-robed man heard this, he sneered. "You think you are worthy?"    

The evil spirit was embarrassed and did not dare to retort.    

After a moment of silence, the golden robed man continued, "However, some details still need to be polished by the artifact spirit at the initial stage. Unfortunately, your tribe has been destroyed, otherwise, your ancestors would barely be qualified to become the artifact spirit."    

The evil spirits were speechless. It must be known that the Patriarchs of their Nether Clan back then were also famed for being overlords of the Galactic Domain. They walked extremely far down the road of longevity, but in the mouth of the golden-robed man, it was as if they were extremely unbearable.    

Just barely qualified to become an artifact spirit?    

Listen, is that human?    

However, from the golden-robed man's words, the evil spirits seemed to take it for granted.    

"Thus, regardless of whether this tower's weapon spirit is worthy or not, you are truly the only one who can become it."    

The golden-robed man sighed. After all, the unique characteristics of the Nether Clan could be said to be the entire Star Sea. Amongst all the races in the world, the race most suited to become the artifact spirit.    

As for the evil spirit, it was the last member of the Nether Clan in the world.    

"Immortal …." 'Celestial sovereign, you're not joking, right? ' This … I can't take it … "    

The evil spirit tremblingly said, its scarlet eyes filled with fear.    

After becoming an artifact spirit, he didn't resist much.    

However, he really didn't have the guts to become the Weapon Spirit of the former weapon.    

How was this any different from courting death?    

If it were the ancestors of the Nether Clan, they might barely be qualified to become the artifact spirit of this weapon.    

"I shall grant you a wisp of my ancestral soul, strengthen yourself, and take over the pagoda soldiers. In time, you may be able to rely on this to restore the glory of your tribe."    

The golden robed man's indifferent voice made the evil spirit go into a daze. In an instant, an indescribable excitement and fanaticism filled its eyes.    

A wisp of the Nether Race ancestor's soul was definitely the most desired thing in the world to an evil spirit.    

With this wisp of Ancestral Soul, the evil spirit was confident that it would be able to reach the same height as the ancestor of the Nether Clan in a short amount of time.    

"Celestial sovereign …" You're not joking around?! "    

The evil spirit ignored its fear, and its trembling voice was filled with endless desire.    

The destruction of the Nether Race had been going on for a long time, and the few ancestors of the Nether Race had long since disappeared into thin air. The evil spirits had never dared to imagine that they could obtain a strand of the Ancestral Soul.    

Of course, after saying that, the evil spirit immediately gave himself a slap. Who was the bad one to question, the person in front of him?    

As long as the words of the gold robed man were hard to believe, the evil spirits would unconditionally believe them.    

"When your Nether Clan was destroyed, your ancestors also came to me to ask for help. Although I didn't pay them any attention, I still left behind a strand of their True Soul as a way to keep your Nether Clan on fire."    

As he spoke, the golden-robed man waved his hand and a sliver of even deeper and darker soul power appeared on his palm. It gave off the same aura as an evil spirit, but it was much stronger. The two were simply not on the same level.    

The evil spirit stared intently at the wisp of dark black soul energy in the former's hand with fanatical eyes. If he could refine this wisp of ancestral soul, he might be able to reappear in the glory of the Nether Clan back then.    

After being excited for a long time, the evil spirit suppressed the fanaticism in his heart, and looked at the golden-robed man with an extremely complicated gaze, and asked: "Immortal Elder is so generous, it's all because of... "Him?"    

The evil spirit looked into the Heaven's Path Mirror. It still couldn't believe that a savage teenager could make the former do this.    

"Celestial sovereign, he … Who exactly is it? "