C43 He's Still Alive

Ling Hao ignored the gazes of the two elders and slowly walked towards Zhou Cheng.

He formed a sword finger and hit Zhou Cheng's dantian. With a loud bang, the Zhen Qi in his dantian disappeared without a trace.

"I... I've been crippled. " Zhou Cheng looked at Ling Hao with shock in his eyes. He did not feel any true qi around his body, he completely realised that he was just a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

"Nope, I will use my zhen qi to shatter your dantian. From now on, you will never be able to train again." Ling Hao spoke calmly as he continued to shoot forward.

The two old men had been stopped by the Four Great Hall Master s and were basically unable to pass.

"Your Psionic Flame Clan is finished! He is the grandson of our Moro and our Patriarch.

The old man's gaze was filled with killing intent, but he couldn't rush over. He could only watch helplessly as the young genius within his clan was crippled.

Ling Hao kicked out, causing a huge boulder to roll out of the top of the mountain and stop beside the old man.

"I didn't kill him. He's still alive."

Everyone was speechless when they heard this.

What was the difference between this and killing him? Cultivators were used to being high and mighty, used to being revered by the world. In the past, no matter how high they stood, falling down would hurt.

"Senior brother Ling Hao is mighty!"

"Senior Brother Ling Hao is overbearing!"

When he was beaten up earlier, all of the disciples were not Zhou Cheng's match, and even the direct disciple, Xue Hua, had his arm chopped off, so it was even more so that no one dared to challenge Zhou Cheng. Now that Ling Hao had appeared, naturally many people would look forward to him beating Zhou Cheng up.

Yang Linglong looked at the excited cheering of the disciple and smiled slightly. From then on, Ling Hao's prestige in the academy became even deeper, and her smile became even sweeter.

The two old men from Moro led the crippled Zhou Cheng down the mountain. If they had known this would happen, they would never have come.

After Ling Hao bid farewell to the Hall Master, he felt extremely uncomfortable under the gazes of these disciples who looked at him with reverence. On the way back to his residence, Ling Hao looked inside and noticed that the sun in his dantian was growing hotter and hotter. He was stunned for a moment.

He went back and locked the door.

Sitting on the bed, Zhang Xuan channeled the spiritual energy of Heaven and Earth into his dantian. The sun carried a suction force, causing the zhenqi in his body to return to the water like a fish.

An entire night had passed, and on the morning of the second day, when Ling Hao woke up, the cohesion of his energy or true essence had become even deeper.

"With my current strength, I'm actually able to compete with a true essence master of the sixth heaven, and not low at all."

"This is a qualitative change. The golden True Yang is too rare and has a high affinity with the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth. Naturally, my body's power is boundless."

"Father has waited for Mother for twelve years. It's time for me to go to the Shaoshou City and take a look. If Grandpa dares to stop me, I'll forcefully take him away." Ling Hao made up his mind and immediately went to the Vermilion Bird Hall.

True disciples of the institutions needed to talk to the Hall Master when they go out. When the Vermillion Bird Hall Master saw Ling Hao, his jaw almost dropped from shock.

This was a cultivation genius, but he still felt that something was wrong. The power of this youth was endless, and it wasn't as simple as it seemed.

The Vermillion Bird Hall Master did not investigate further. On the road of cultivation, everyone had their own fortuitous encounter, even if it was a blessing without limits, it was still not yours.

The two of them sat opposite each other.

"Ling Hao, how long are you going to be out for?"

"That depends."

The worry on Vermillion Bird Hall Master's face flashed, and he immediately said: "The useless Zhou Cheng, yesterday, he was a young genius of the Moro, just like Chen Zongyang, you should know that the reason why you killed Palace Chief Chen Zongyang and we did not blame you for it, was because your talent and talent was extremely high.

"But the Moro is different. This clan is ranked fourth out of the top ten clans in the Gu Yue Empire, you can see how powerful they are, I am afraid that when you go out, these people will send their experts to kill you."

Ling Hao laughed and said: "Cultivation is always about defying the heavens and defying the heavens. If you are afraid of all these, how can you talk about immortality? "

Vermillion Bird Hall Master looked at him seriously, feeling shocked in his heart. This young man was plotting something, even if he did not have such high talent, he believed that he would still be a dragon amongst men in the future.