C306 Half-crippled Cultivation Base

Yun Bujing left the tomb for Wan Hao to commemorate this genius of the sect.

On the spot, Xia Yuting had tears flowing down her face.

In her heart, Wan Hao could be said to be the person closest to her other than Old Man Zhang. But now, she could only watch helplessly as he died in front of her. There was nothing she could do about it.

Thinking of this, Xia Yuting could not help but clench her fists and secretly exert her strength. Her eyes also became even more ferocious.

"Big brother, don't worry. One day, when Ting'er is strong enough, Ting'er will avenge you! She will massacre the entire Purple Sun Sacred Land to commemorate you!" Xia Yuting thought in her heart.

On the other side, Duan Tianya and Jian Wuhen looked at Wan Hao's tomb. Their hearts were filled with emotion. When they thought about how Wan Hao had helped them so much in Secret Realm of Puppet Sect, they would have no regrets even in the face of death.

But now, Wan Hao was in trouble, and they couldn't do anything about it. They blamed themselves in their hearts.

"Mr Wan, if your strength is extraordinary, you must repay the kindness of saving your life that day and fight the Purple Sun Sacred Land. I will avenge you!" Jian Wuhen and Duan Tianya secretly wished in their hearts. Of course, they didn't dare to say it out loud. It was not only because they were not strong enough, but also because of their current background. The rogue cultivators alliance wasn't strong enough yet, and they still weren't a match for the Purple Sun Sacred Land. It wasn't the time to lose all decorum with them.

In the direction of the White Bone Sect, Bai Wuqing looked at Wan Hao's cenotaph with a hint of admiration in his eyes. He, Bai Wuqing, was starting to admire Wan Hao from the bottom of his heart!

Unselfish and fearless, righteous and righteous!

But now that he was dead and alive, he could not help but feel a sense of mutual understanding. But everything had already become a dream.

"Mr Wan, keep walking. If I help you in the future, I will do my best to help you!"

On the side of Pearl Sacred Land, Mo Wen stood where she was, staring at Wan Hao's tomb. Her eyes were lifeless, and she was lost in thought for a long time.

When she thought of the person who was still alive and kicking and had disturbed the heaven and earth earlier, he had already died without a complete corpse. For some reason, Mo Wen was looking forward to Wan Hao's death, but now her heart was aching!

"Wan Hao, you coward, you useless bastard! You are a man who runs away without wiping your mouth! Do you think you can finish this once you die? Do you think that you don't need to be responsible after you die? Impossible! Not everyone can kill my men! Whoever kills you, I will slaughter his entire family! Mo Wen thought in her heart as a cold aura burst out from her body. Zhuo Ran made people very afraid. Even the people beside her could not help but shiver.

No one knew what was wrong with Yu Ji saintess. She suddenly changed her appearance. Only Qing Ruobing who was not far away could feel Mo Wen's unusual behavior.

Ever since she came out of Secret Realm of Puppet Sect, Mo Wen seemed to have changed into a different person and she had an indescribable feeling!

"Ai! Let's go!"

Sacred Lord Mo waved his hand, and everyone from Pearl Sacred Land flew into the sky, turning around and leaving.

With Saint Lord Mo taking the lead, the rest of the people followed Yun Bujing. After Ling Tianxuan exchanged a few words with Yun Bujing, he also left.

In an instant, all the major powers had left, leaving behind only the disciples of the Taihua Profound Sect, leaving behind only grief.

Taihua Profound Sect, Lu Wushuang, Lau Hefeng, Lei Ying and Fu Xiao stood in front of Wan Hao's cenotaph, silently mourning for him. Everyone had an indescribable feeling in their hearts.

Their minds were still filled with the shock they felt when Wan Hao stepped onto the ninth floor of the pagoda. They still remembered Wan Hao's heaven defying performance in the Secret Realm of Puppet Sect. They still remembered that a few days ago, Wan Hao had a great conversation with them on the Primitive Mountain. He recited the scriptures.

Everything happened in an instant. A genius that was rarely seen in a hundred years had died just like that, but they were unwilling to admit it!

It was just like how some people were still alive. He was already dead. Some people were dead, but he was still alive forever.

The disciples of Taihua Profound Sect were more willing to believe that Wan Hao wasn't dead. He was lucky enough to survive. Even though the chances of him surviving were slim, miracles could still happen because Wan Hao had brought them too many miracles!

At the same time, Wan Hao was crossing the void and almost died.

When Wan Hao entered the teleportation formation, he appeared in the silent void. He couldn't sense anything inside. It was an eternal darkness and endless silence.

However, just as everything was calm and peaceful, an accident suddenly happened. The entire darkness began to become extremely unstable, and it seemed like it was going to collapse at any moment!

This was a terrifying force. The void started to become unstable, and cracks began to appear in the void. A strange light was flashing in the eternal darkness.

Wan Hao was shocked. He didn't know what kind of changes had happened to the teleportation formation. It had cracked the space and was about to cross the void, but this place was extremely unstable. This was a huge disaster.

"It's over. How could such a thing happen? !” Wan Hao's face turned pale. When he was crossing the void, he would be crushed to pieces by the reverse current at every turn.

"Kacha kacha!"

When he was halfway through the void, a huge crack suddenly appeared. The void passageway was about to collapse.

Wan Hao started circulating the mysterious technique recorded in the book crazily. The Primitive Streamer suddenly appeared in front of him, protecting him. If the void was shattered, he would certainly turn into powder without the help of the Secret Art.

This was a long and worrying process. To Wan Hao, this was a kind of torture. The void didn't collapse immediately.

Finally, within the Primitive Streamer, a stream of chaotic energy finally started flowing. It was misty inside his body, and a thick and heavy aura was flowing out.

"Unfortunately, with my current strength, I still can't draw out all the chaotic energy within the Primitive Streamer..." Wan Hao grabbed onto the Primitive Streamer's pole. Perhaps only the energy contained within the natal weapon was left. Talent! It was a force that could block the void from shattering!

"Kacha! Kacha!"

Finally, the power of eternal darkness reached its limit. With a boom, it shattered.

The void shattered, and when it reached its limit, it vanished without a sound.

The elephant was invisible!

The destructive force shattered everything. At this moment, the Primitive Streamer was actually strong when it met the strong!

The surface of the Primitive Streamer flowed with a strange brilliance. It propped up a curtain of light and stopped a space.

"Bang!"

"Bang! '"

Wan Hao was sent flying and reappeared in the real world. A long time had passed, but he had not reached the place he had expected. Instead, he had arrived at the border of the Southern Wasteland! His body had been shattered by the void, and he was on his last breath. His cultivation base was half crippled, and he fell onto an uninhabited mountain range.

Right at this moment, a deafening sound came from behind him. Light rushed into the sky, and the space collapsed.

"Boom!"

This was a powerful energy undulation. Dazzling light shot into the heavens, causing the stars in the sky to dim and dim. It was as if ten suns had appeared at the same time, illuminating all directions.

Wan Hao now knew the reason. Someone must have destroyed the teleportation formation after he entered the teleportation formation, causing the void tunnel to collapse!

Thinking of this, Wan Hao felt a lingering fear. It was too dangerous for the teleportation formation to be destroyed. Such a terrifying energy was enough to crush his body many times. Fortunately, he fell from this place. He was still alive, but his current condition wasn't any better. His cultivation base was half crippled!

Thinking of this, Wan Hao couldn't help but sigh. Was this a blessing or a curse?