Emperor Sovereign Martial Soul

In the space behind them, there were suddenly waves of spatial fluctuations. Countless high-level cultivator were chasing after them through the air.    

There were people from various forces here, and they were all people who coveted Wu Hao's vast wealth.    

Wu Hao frowned, a haze flashed past his eyes, but it quickly dissipated.    

Raising his hand, he gently caressed the gold storage ring's fingertip. Immediately afterwards, an earthen yellow talisman appeared in his hand, releasing an ancient aura.    

"Ten thousand years. You've gone through the sea and turned into a mulberry field, and yet you still haven't changed!" Without a doubt, this rune was something from his previous life.    

"Sigh, how on earth did you leave behind such a thing? Did you come from the same person as that scheme in this world?" Wu Hao sighed.    

"Hehe, the relics from my previous life, for use in this life, what a taunt!" Wu Hao helplessly activated the sigil in his hand.    

There were some things that he did not anticipate. Perhaps it was a pity, but he could only helplessly smile bitterly.    

The high-level cultivator s behind him all rushed towards him, and just as they were about to approach, the runes in his hand were activated, transforming into a ball of yellow light, and enveloped his entire body.    

This was the Great Void Talisman. It could turn a person or anything else into an illusory image and send them into the void, traversing a long distance.    

Brother Wu, thousand miles to the east of the Southern Gate of Heavenly Secrets is a Flame Valley. There is a Flame Valley where the flames burn all year round.    

This was the Soul-Sense Sound Transmission that Fat Li Shen Ji gave him before he left.    

"Flame Valley, Gate of Heavenly Secrets is a thousand miles to the east? Is there something for me? " Wu Hao muttered to himself.    

"Raging Flames …" Could it be that this is the resting place of a divine beast, the Vermillion Bird? " Suddenly, his whole body shook as he secretly guessed.    

The Flame Valley was one of the forbidden grounds, one of the four great forbidden grounds of the Fine Martial Continent.    

It was said that the flames there never went out.    

There were only two possibilities for something like this to happen. One, there was a very high level flame in the Flame Valley, and the second, there was the true body of the beast he was looking for, the Suzaku Divine Beast.    

According to his guess, it should be the second one, because Fat Li Shen Ji who was an expert in deductive technique had clearly reminded him that he wanted something in this Flame Valley.    

Did he want anything?    

Right now, other than searching for the remaining Seven Awakening Souls, the only other thing left was to continuously become stronger.    

The high-level cultivator s who were chasing after them all the way had already reached them, but at this time, Wu Hao's body, which was covered by the endless yellow light, gradually turned illusory, and in the blink of an eye, he transformed into a shadow under the shocked expression of everyone.    

Soon after, even the shadow turned into a gust of wind, causing space to fluctuate violently. His figure then completely disappeared without a trace.    

"This …"    

There were dozens of high-level cultivator chasing them all the way here, and they were all from different forces.    

When they saw Wu Hao's body disappearing on the spot, they were shocked to the point that they had opened their eyes wide.    

"He … What treasure did this junior use? "    

"How did he do it?"    

"Just what was that yellow light just now?"    

Everyone asked themselves in shock, but no one was able to answer them.    

In the midst of their crowd, Tang Lao was hidden within. He looked at the empty space in front of him and furrowed his brows.    

A hint of doubt flashed in the depths of his eyes.    

"What's going on? Didn't the envoy come to track that junior down?" Why is there no trace of her now? " He could not come up with an answer no matter how hard he tried to think.