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Half a month later, under Wang Lin's guidance, Wang Hao arrived at the core of the sea of fire. Wang Lin walked around as if he was drunk, and from time to time, he would inhale a mouthful of smoke from the flames around him, like a drug addict who had been smoking for a long time, with an intoxicated look in his eyes.

Looking at the scene before him, Wang Hao knew he had arrived at his destination. He sighed and said, "Thank you. If you didn't lead the way, it would have been very hard for me to find this place. Let's go in."

The temperature here was unbearable for ordinary cultivators. If it wasn't for Wang Hao refining his body, he wouldn't have been able to endure it either. After carrying the drowsy Wang Lin for a while, Wang Hao saw a dense fire attribute spiritual energy flying towards him. It was as if something was controlling the spiritual energy as it turned it into a sharp sword.

After the time it took for an incense stick to burn, Wang Hao stopped in the middle of an empty space formed by four giant, fiery red trees. The empty space was filled with scorching fire energy. From time to time, a few rays of invisible fire energy would whistle past, causing the sound of space being torn apart to ring out. In the middle of the room, Wang Hao saw the character "Fire" in hieroglyphs.

When Wang Hao stopped, the scorching hot flames immediately turned Wang Hao's clothes into dust, revealing his skin that had a faint golden glow.

An invisible, terrifying, and scorching flame completely enveloped Wang Hao. At this moment, even Wang Hao's hair had instantly turned into ash.

An endless amount of flames grilled Wang Hao's body, creating a series of 'chi chi' sounds. It was even more ear-piercing than the sound of a blade cutting through his flesh.

Wang Hao completely ignored this and only focused on circulating his body tempering cultivation technique as he continuously tried to break through the current stage of body tempering. As Wang Hao circulated his body tempering cultivation technique, more and more invisible flames swept out and the originally sparse fire light became denser. After countless years of settling down, these flames might have gained some intelligence, or they might have some instinctive reaction.

Countless fiery lights hit Wang Hao's body. The body defense of Wang Hao's Refinement Realm began to collapse. One after another, blood arrows sprayed out. However, those blood arrows were quickly turned into nothingness. Wang Hao was still circulating his body tempering cultivation technique, controlling his body's tempering from his flesh to his bones. His goal this time was to break through from the Refinement Realm to the Bone Refining stage …

Wang Hao guarded his dantian and primordial spirit, enduring the countless terrifying tearing sounds. A faint purple energy passed through the place of the laceration, over and over again, burning his bones …

One day later, fiery red fruits fell from the four giant trees around Wang Hao. They flew to Wang Hao's side and continuously fused with his bones. The originally dried up and dried blood and flesh once again surged with limitless vitality as it was reborn and refined once more.

In the end, Wang Hao felt that his primordial spirit and his flesh had merged back together, just like a new life form. A faint understanding arose in Wang Hao's mind. Wang Hao tried to grasp it, but the feeling was fleeting. Even his hair began to grow, but was not destroyed by the sea of flames.

At this moment, Wang Hao had his eyes closed. His entire body gently floated in the air and floated in the middle of the four giant trees. Countless flames surrounded Wang Hao, forming a giant fire cocoon.

At the end of the < Asura Body Refinement Scripture >, there was no Wang Hao who could run it on his own. Purple true essence flowed from his meridians to his bones, then from his bones to his flesh and blood, and so back and forth.

One month, two months passed.

At this moment, a strange scene occurred on the fifth, sixth, and sixth floors. Hundreds and thousands of cultivators all simultaneously flew towards the lower levels. Why? This was because the two layers of useful resources had all been taken away by others. Furthermore, it was a type of carpet harvesting that was completely uprooted. Countless cultivators were gritting their teeth in hatred towards that "barren" cultivator. They all decided in their hearts that if they couldn't defeat that cultivator, they would at least eat a piece of his flesh from his body.

There wasn't much time left until the secret realm closed, and in the crowd on the fifth floor's next floor, a handsome youth was asking all around for Su Xiaoyu's whereabouts ….

On the seventh floor, in the middle of the four trees, there was a giant fireball with a diameter of two meters that was constantly spinning. The only difference was that the fireball was becoming thinner.

Another three days passed. The fireball outside of Wang Hao's body gradually became smaller. Finally, the four giant trees turned into tiny flames that flew into the center of Wang Hao's forehead. After a flash of purple light, Wang Hao disappeared from where he was.

Wang Hao felt a cool sensation in his sea of consciousness. He suddenly opened his eyes. As he moved his arm, the space around him felt as if it was being torn apart. An even more powerful feeling surged through his mind, and his spiritual consciousness and true essence became even more solid than before. Wang Hao looked at his perfectly arched muscles and felt waves of satisfaction in his heart.

Wang Hao let out a long whistle, expressing an indescribable excitement in his heart. At this moment, a cultivator roared, "Capture him here!" Before Wang Hao could react, seven to eight cultivators flew towards him. All kinds of weapons were aimed at his body. At this time, regardless of whether he was worried or not, he had to dodge first. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to protect his life. Wang Hao reflexively shot out, feeling extremely depressed.

What he did not know was that when he left the seventh floor and landed here, he fell like a purple meteor, just in time to be seen by the nearby cultivators. Right now, all of the cultivators in the secret realm were looking at the purple light as if they had seen their father's murderer.

Wang Hao flew a distance away and felt that he was out of the attack range of those few people. He roared loudly, "Fellow daoists, we have no grievances or grievances. Why are you attacking us the moment we meet?"

"We have no enmity between us, but we are relatives because we are resources. You stole most of our resources, which one of the cultivators in the secret realm doesn't have any worries for you?" When he heard the cultivator's loud roar, Wang Hao's first thought was that this person was quite amusing. If that happened, he would be the public enemy.

"Fellow Daoist, are you sure you didn't recognize the wrong person?" "I don't think I stole your resources. It's a misunderstanding." Wang Hao said as he laughed at the crowd.

"Maybe it was a misunderstanding in the beginning, after all, no one is sure, but just when you dodged our attack, that purple light and that moment of glory left an unerasable memory in each of our minds." Wang Hao was very depressed, he didn't expect to be tricked like this, but if he didn't dodge, would he still be alive?

"Hmph, the resources are everyone's, but that depends on who has the ability. If you take them from me, I won't complain, but you can only blame me for having low cultivation." Wang Hao coldly said to the cultivators that had already flown in front of him.

"En, you're right. Then we'll rob you today. You shouldn't have anything to say, this is for the best." Just as the cultivator spoke, he took out a large saber and hacked towards Wang Hao.

The rest of the cultivators saw that the person on their side was sent flying and all of them looked at each other in dismay. They didn't see Wang Hao use any weapon and just casually knocked his fist against the sabre of their companion, sending their companion flying. Wang Hao looked at his uninjured fist in surprise. Could it be that the physical strength of someone who had broken through to the Bone Refining stage was this terrifying? Just now, he had used all of his physical strength.

"Attack! Attack together!" It was unknown who howled, but seven to eight people took out their weapons and charged at Wang Hao.

Wang Hao also wanted to test how hard his fist was. He stood up and punched the weapon of one of the cultivators at the front. It was a long sword. Kacha. The fist and the long sword clashed, and the long sword broke in half. Wang Hao's fist only left behind a faint white mark, which disappeared in an instant.

The cultivators stopped what they were doing and stared at Wang Hao with their eyes wide open. The corners of their mouths had faint traces of blood as they muttered, "This is impossible, my long sword is at least a treasure. The reason why his fist could break a treasure is because he must have brought some kind of treasure with his fist."

"Everyone, why aren't you guys fighting over it? "If everyone doesn't plan on snatching it, then I'm leaving!" Wang Hao's heart was filled with joy. He wished he could immediately find someone to share his joy. He didn't care much about the people who tried to rob him. It wouldn't do him any good to just avoid them. If they were to spread the news, he would just have to change his identity. If they were still trying to force each other, they could only say, "Sorry."