C625 Still confused
C625 Still confused
If his martial spirit hadn't been protected by fate, then just now, his martial spirit would have been scattered and he would have died beyond compare.
As the Ancestor, how could he allow a group of people to be so rude to him? Otherwise, how could he rule a dynasty?
"Since you are a Imperial Ancestor Haotian, why don't you recognize this Sacred Master?" The Tianwu Saint Lord stared at him and asked coldly.
The baleful gaze seemed to be able to see through Wu Hao's thoughts, and Wu Hao felt that the other party's soul consciousness was locking onto him, causing his every move to be seen by the other party.
This was because the other party was trying to find a flaw with him. If he were to turn pale at this moment, the other party would definitely think that he was a fake Ancestor.
But who was Wu Hao? As the Ancestor, he had never seen such a huge commotion in his past life, so how could he be scared by a mere soul consciousness?
His expression suddenly changed, and a proud expression immediately appeared on his face. He stood in the air with his hands behind his back, and his golden robe formed from soul power fluttered in the air without any wind.
His eyes stared condescendingly at the Tianwu Emperor below, as if he was ignoring his subjects.
Golden light flashed as the Emperor's might gushed out from his body, crushing his opponent.
"Hmph. Are you going to question this sovereign like that?" He let out a cold snort which was mixed with the Emperor's might. It was as if a sharp steel needle had instantly pierced into his opponent's martial spirit.
Even though he possessed the Martial Spirit of the Heaven Martial Saint, he could not help but tremble and distort his body.
"Emperor Might, this is Emperor Might …" You possess the might of an Emperor, so this aura indeed belongs to the Imperial Ancestor Haotian! " The Martial Spirit of the Tianwu Saint Lord warped, but its voice was still heard, and it was filled with fear.
"Hmph. Tell me who you are and who sent you here. Let alone not sending you, this senior has never sent you here before!" Wu Hao once again snorted coldly at him, and at the same time, the Emperor's might that erupted from his body suddenly retracted.
The Tianwu Emperor felt that the Emperor's might that was originally suppressing his own martial spirit suddenly disappeared. He felt a sense of comfort from his martial spirit, as if he had survived a disaster.
When he raised his head to look at Wu Hao's Martial Spirit once again, his eyes were filled with respect and fear.
"Imperial Ancestor Haotian, unjustly accused! The Holy Son was really sent by you to the lower realms to wait for you at the Mountain and Sea Realm to help you build your glory again! " After the Tianwu Saint Master reacted, he acted like a child and started complaining to him.
This caused Wu Hao's frown to deepen.
"None... benzun definitely did not tell this person to descend. Just what is going on? "
For a moment, Wu Hao was at a loss, the depths of his eyes revealed confusion.
However, he felt that the Heaven Martial Saint was not lying. In other words, what he said was true.
In that case, could it be that due to his martial spirit being broken by that old man Hong Wu, he had lost some important memories?
However, that was also a bit unreasonable. Why did it feel like this matter was not going according to the rules?
There were too many flaws in this. Because of the memories of the boundless universe, he discovered that they hadn't been broken at all. All the memories from 10,000 years ago had been connected perfectly, without a single missing piece.
That made it even stranger.
At this time, he remembered the layout of the entire Mountain and Sea Realm. It was as if an invisible giant hand had secretly arranged a path of recultivation for him.
Could it be that someone had purposely set up this setup and orchestrated all of this?
When he thought here, he immediately descended from the sky and stood opposite of the Heavenly Martial Saint, sizing him up.