"Who are you trying to scare? We both possess Extreme Dao Emperor Weapons. Do you think you can cross the Light Pot and kill me? I'm not that fool Cangyan." Great Saint Guangming felt somewhat guilty upon seeing Ji Hao's methods. They were simply too ruthless—he did not waste even the slightest bit, squeezing every last bit of value from his enemies.
"Remember this in your next life: think thrice before you act!"
Ji Hao watched as Cangyan's body slowly turned to ashes, all of his origin power merging into the Tai Chi Eight Trigrams Furnace. Not only the Light Clan Great Saint, but the other cultivators as well shuddered in fear at the sight. It was too ruthless. Many of them made up their minds never to become his enemy.
A burst of fire suddenly flared atop the Tai Chi Eight Trigrams Furnace. A flame pattern appeared on its walls, and the Innate Chaos Divine Fire gained another thirty percent of its might.
"All right, now it's your turn!" Ji Hao raised his head to look at the Light Clan Great Saint, his expression cold and filled with killing intent.
"I have roamed the starry skies for thousands of years and tempered myself in the Great Saint realm for three thousand years. Why would I fear you?"
"You've stayed in the Great Saint realm for three thousand years, and you're proud of that?" Ji Hao said disdainfully. "I really don't know how you have the nerve to say it. In three thousand years, I could attain the Dao twice over!"
"You..."
"Enough nonsense. Prepare to die!" Ji Hao cut him off.
Boundless divine light erupted behind him. Strands of dazzling Fortune Immortal Light merged into the Nüwa Stone. Within the Dao Palace, Dragon Transformation Realm, and Immortal Platform—the three