"How was this possible?!"
The Ten-Thousand Poisons King and Demon Ancestor Yin raised their massive, towering heads to stare at Qin Hao. Sensing the aura of Divine Strength around him, their pupils contracted and shock spread across their faces.
"Qin Hao's aura hasn't weakened at all. His Divine Strength has only diminished a fraction!"
Demon Ancestor Yin was stunned.
The Ten-Thousand Poisons King's expression shifted. "When Qin Hao was sent flying just now, he didn't restore his Divine Strength. It barely took any damage in the first place."
All around them,
the many Marquis-Rank and King-Sealing Creation cultivators watching were equally astonished.
After taking consecutive attacks from two King-Sealing Creation cultivators, he had lost almost no Divine Strength?
"The Ten-Thousand Poisons King and Demon Ancestor Yin didn't hold back at all. They even used the Eight Directions Treasure Mirror. If that had been me, I'd probably have died on the spot."
"Qin Hao is terrifying beyond belief."
"This man cannot be underestimated!"
Many Marquis-Rank and King-Sealing Creation cultivators who had only heard of Qin Hao, never seen him, watched him with flickering eyes, both shaken and wary.
Of course,
quite a few also kept glancing at the Lingxiao Divine Sword in Qin Hao's hand, greed plain on their faces.
They had clearly sensed the immense change in Qin Hao the moment he drew the Lingxiao Divine Sword.
High in the sky,
I've lost less than one percent of my Divine Strength.
Qin Hao sensed the Divine Strength within him, delight rising in his heart. Before I advanced to Marquis-Rank Creation, a single attack from the Ten-Thousand Poisons King would drain at least twenty or thirty percent of it. Now, even an attack from him and Demon Ancestor Yin together only drains one percent.
It was almost no loss