A Millionfold Return: My Children Cultivate Immortality, I Become a God - Chapter 48

Although it was only a fraction of power, it was still the peak strength of a Quasi-Emperor, which Lin Tianyi at his Supreme peak couldn’t withstand. Therefore, Lin Tianyi had already braced himself for death.

However, Su Qiaoran was not prepared to let Lin Tianyi face death. With a sigh, she said, “Hubby, aren’t you going to make a move?”

The crowd was puzzled by Su Qiaoran’s words, but in the next moment, they understood as a figure appeared in front of Lin Tianyi. With just an outstretched hand, he directly dissipated Murong Huang’s attack into thin air.

This scene stunned everyone present; they clearly hadn’t expected anyone to intervene and save Lin Tianyi in front of Murong Huang, especially given that Murong Huang was currently in a furious state. Did they not fear provoking his anger?

Murong Huang was undoubtedly furious, but upon seeing Wu Hao’s face, he was struck by a sudden shock, and his body involuntarily trembled. How could he possibly forget? He could never forget that ten years ago, on this very day, Wu Hao had beaten him and the other three Holy Lords like dogs, and they had been utterly powerless to retaliate.

However, the higher-ups around them clearly didn’t notice Murong Huang’s unusual reaction. Upon seeing someone actually block Murong Huang’s attack, especially one of the elders who usually had conflicts with Lin Tianyi, they angrily rebuked,

“You brat, who the hell are you? You have such audacity to interfere in the matters of our Myriad Flower Holy Land! Do you not fear that the Holy Lord will become enraged and obliterate you right here?”

“That’s right! Don’t think you’re impressive just because you blocked the Holy Lord’s attack. In fact, the Holy Lord only used a fraction of his power! Though you look unharmed now, you’re probably already gravely injured and on the verge of death!”

“Holy Lord, I beseech you to eradicate this intruder to protect the reputation of our Myriad Flower Holy Land!”

“Please, Holy Lord, take action to defend the honor of our Myriad Flower Holy Land!”

Many elders chanted their requests in unison.

Yet, Murong Huang was already contemplating how he could kill them. Attack Wu Hao? What audacity did he have? With the four Holy Lords and Imperial Weapons, they were not a match for Wu Hao; how could he possibly be Wu Hao’s opponent now?

“Shut up!”

Murong Huang suddenly roared in fury, causing the elders who had just spoken to exchange puzzled glances, clearly not understanding the situation.

On Wu Hao’s side, Lin Tianyi saw that someone had intervened to save him. Combining this with what Su Qiaoran had just said, he turned to her and asked, “Qiaoran, is this your Dao Companion?”

“Yes, Master. This is my Dao Companion,” Su Qiaoran replied.

Looking at Wu Hao’s back, Su Qiaoran’s eyes were filled with affection as she spoke. Although Lin Tianyi didn’t know what realm Wu Hao belonged to, based on how effortlessly he had neutralized Murong Huang’s attack, it seemed he wasn’t lacking in strength.

But so what? After all, the Holy Lord had not fully unleashed his power just now, and since the Holy Lord wielded an Imperial Weapon, unless Wu Hao was a Great Emperor himself, he definitely wouldn’t be a match for the Holy Lord.

Just as Lin Tianyi was about to plead with Murong Huang on behalf of Wu Hao, he didn’t expect Murong Huang to quickly approach Wu Hao. To everyone’s astonishment, Murong Huang immediately bowed to Wu Hao without saying a word.

“Senior, I didn’t realize that the Holy Maiden’s Dao Companion was you. I deeply apologize for any offense. Had I known you were the Holy Maiden’s Dao Companion, I would never have refused. I hope you can give us at Myriad Flower Holy Land a chance.”

Murong Huang lowered his head and swallowed hard; he was aware of Wu Hao’s tremendous strength, and that awareness only made him more fearful. If Wu Hao were to take offense over Su Qiaoran’s matter, the entire Myriad Flower Holy Land would likely suffer an undeserved catastrophe.

Murong Huang’s demeanor left everyone in the room completely stunned. Although they might have been foolish, they could clearly see that Murong Huang’s attitude towards Wu Hao stemmed from fear of his immense power, not because Murong Huang had foolishly chosen to apologize to an unknown individual.

Nearby, the Five Guardian Elders had expressions of grave concern. They could sense that Wu Hao had not emitted even a hint of aura, which was not something an ordinary person could achieve—he must at least be a Great Emperor!

Realizing this, the Five Guardians couldn’t help but gasp in shock. A living Great Emperor? It should be noted that there were currently no living Great Emperors in the entire Xuantian Realm. Even the Four Great Sacred Lands could only hold their ground against a Great Emperor by relying on their Imperial Weapons, but in reality, if a Great Emperor appeared, the Four Great Sacred Lands might not be able to withstand him.

From this, one could understand the terror of a Great Emperor. If the person in front of them was truly a Great Emperor—especially a living one—then Murong Huang’s attitude would certainly be considered extremely reasonable.

The environment around them grew exceptionally quiet as Murong Huang bowed in apology, quiet enough for everyone to hear the sound of their own heartbeats.

However, it was evident that Wu Hao would not easily let Murong Huang off the hook. He spoke淡淡地, “Is simply apologizing enough for you to be forgiven after doing something wrong? Where does it work that way? How about this: since you exerted a layer of strength against Elder Lin just now, you should take a strike from me with the same level of strength. If you do, we can let this matter drop. What do you say?”

Upon hearing Wu Hao’s words, Murong Huang’s expression turned extremely grim. After all, Wu Hao had previously said he was using just a layer of strength, and even he, along with Li Taibai and the others, had been unable to withstand it. Now, could he possibly handle it alone?

But now he had no choice; if he didn’t agree, Wu Hao would likely massacre the entire Myriad Flower Holy Land. With that thought in mind, Murong Huang took a deep breath and looked at Wu Hao, finally speaking up to agree.

“I accept. I hope the senior will keep your promise.”

Murong Huang thought to himself that it was unlikely Wu Hao’s strength could have surpassed that of a Great Emperor in just ten short years; it was probably safe to assume there hadn’t been any transformation. While a layer of strength would severely injure him, it was better than Wu Hao directly unleashing his full power to annihilate him.

With that thought, the next moment, Wu Hao and Murong Huang appeared in the sky above the Myriad Flower Holy Land. As Murong Huang summoned the Buddha’s Furious Tang Lotus and made all the necessary preparations, Wu Hao finally took action.

With just a simple finger gesture, he shattered all of Murong Huang’s preparations, including the Imperial Weapon, Buddha’s Furious Tang Lotus, which the Myriad Flower Holy Land took great pride in—obliterated with a single finger from Wu Hao.

In an instant, that single finger killed Murong Huang, which could be seen as a mercy from Wu Hao, allowing him to die without any suffering.

Upon witnessing this scene, the people from the Myriad Flower Holy Land below were extremely shocked. They never expected that even with the support of an Imperial Weapon, the Holy Lord could still be killed by a single finger from Wu Hao.

Although they couldn’t tell if Wu Hao had truly only used a layer of strength, no one dared to ask, fearing that Wu Hao might also extend a finger toward them.

After dispatching Murong Huang, Wu Hao returned to Su Qiaoran, who was filled with astonishment. Clearly, she hadn’t anticipated how strong her hubby was.

Originally, Su Qiaoran had thought Wu Hao was merely at the peak of Quasi-Emperor cultivation, but now it appeared he had actually broken through to the legendary realm of the Great Emperor.

Though she was curious about how her hubby had cultivated to Quasi-Emperor, Su Qiaoran dismissed the thought of asking. If her hubby was willing, he would tell her on his own, and she felt it unnecessary to inquire.