Fan Dong’er staggered back, her face ashen.
“He's cheating! He must be cheating!” she thought, her eyes completely bloodshot. In this particular instance, however, her accusation was completely unfounded. While it was true that Meng Hao tended to cheat and was even prepared to do so, at the moment he really wasn’t.
His continuous fighting led to continuous advancement. As a result, his current fleshly body state was becoming increasingly powerful.
He hovered in the world of the golden gate stone stele, looking at the figures in front of him as they faded away.
Then, the void up ahead distorted, and a white-robed old man materialized.
The old man wore no mask, and he was alone. He seemed almost like the center of the entire world, and yet, no qi and blood power radiated off of him. It was almost as if he were a mortal.
However, he gave Meng Hao an incredibly enigmatic feeling. Deep down, Meng Hao also sensed an indescribable feeling of crisis that left him utterly shaken.
The old man looked at Meng Hao for a moment, and then suddenly spoke, his voice ancient and archaic.
“I am the final stage of this trial by fire,” he said coolly. “Throughout history, there have only been four people under the Dao Realm who have been able...