"Wang Hao?!"
Everyone present was instantly dumbfounded. Could the Great Devil King who made all the Saints fear him really be Wang Hao?!
But this kid had seemingly been active for less than a year!?
Everyone who had emerged from the God of Slaughter Treasure watched Wang Hao with guarded expressions. No one understood better than them just how terrifying the Great Devil King Wang Hao was.
"Not only has my true qi returned, it's become even stronger!"
Wang Hao clenched his fists and discovered that his cultivation had actually broken through to Level 4 God Rank, two minor levels higher than before he entered.
Of course, if he used the Hand of God to strip those Saints, he was confident he could break through to the Deity level.
But unfortunately, the Hand of God could not be used inside the God of Slaughter Treasure, so he could only watch that opportunity go to waste.
Ling Xiao tugged at Wang Hao and whispered, "Junior Brother, after leaving the God of Slaughter Treasure, the Young Marshal Army's cultivation has all reached Heaven Rank Deities. But if they fight these people, they still don't seem to be their match!?"
"Put the Young Marshal Army into the Immortal Spirit Ball. I'll go have some fun with these guys first!"
Wang Hao tossed the Immortal Spirit Ball to Ling Xiao. Holding the Dominator Sword, he turned into an azure light in midair and charged toward the crowd ahead.
"This Junior Brother really can't stay still!"
Ling Xiao sighed and quickly formed a Finger Gesture, then forcefully pointed at the Immortal Spirit Ball.
Immediately afterward, a black hole appeared. The Young Marshal Army did not waste any words and swiftly entered it.
The three Peak Saints could not help frowning, deeply wary of the Immortal