During the great battle between Lin Hao and Lin Wu, the Divinity Realm was packed, mostly with Martial Artists from the upper realms. The Martial Artists from the Nine Yang Continent who were able to spectate were, without exception, top-tier experts.
These experts naturally held extraordinary status and prestige on the Nine Yang Continent at the time.
Most of them were Sect Leaders, and their deaths naturally led to the decline of their sects, leaving their disciples to suffer endless humiliation.
As a result, Lin Hao naturally became the object of their hatred.
Many of these people had now entered the Dragon Transformation Ancient Realm and arrived in the Li Long Dynasty.
Compared to the original Nine Yang Continent, the Dragon Transformation Ancient Realm was an extremely harsh environment for cultivation. Among these people, there was no shortage of those at the Sealed Martial Realm Peak.
At least, every single one Lin Hao could see now was at that level.
On a street in the Li Long Dynasty, Lin Hao stopped in his tracks, a flicker of confusion in his eyes.
Several Martial Artists were blocking his path. A single glance revealed they were all at the Sealed Martial Realm Peak.
But that wasn’t what confused him. What confused him was the overwhelming hatred in their eyes as they stared at him.
It was the kind of hatred one would have for the man who had murdered their parents and stolen their wives and daughters.
It was this look that puzzled Lin Hao.
After all, he had never done anything of the sort.
Before Lin Hao could ponder it further, one of the men spoke.
"Lin Hao, you’ve finally shown your face!"
"I’ve waited a long time for this day. I will kill you!"
"You cast me down from paradise to Hell, forcing me to live a wretched existence, neither human nor ghost, before I came to the Li Long Dynasty. Your death a thousand times over wouldn’t be enough to atone for it!"
"..."
One after another, the Martial Artists spoke, their teeth clenched and their eyes practically bursting with rage.
Even someone as brilliant as Lin Hao was baffled by the scene.
’What in the world is going on?!’
But Lin Hao couldn’t make sense of it.
He couldn’t understand.
And he wasn’t given any time to.
Because the Martial Artists across from him attacked.
Not just one, but all of them, struck simultaneously.
Martial Dao Domains blotted out the sky, stacking one on top of the other.
The very sky above the street seemed to twist and change color.
Within the combined Martial Dao Domains, a chaotic maelstrom churned. Runes flickered and divine light erupted, as if witnessing the creation of the heavens and the earth.
And Lin Hao was at its very center.
Inside the Martial Dao Domain, Lin Hao’s figure was swallowed by the swirling phenomena, flickering in and out of sight as if he could be annihilated at any moment.
He stood motionless within the domain, as if he had already lost all ability to move.
Martial Artists watching from a distance shook their heads at the sight.
"Lin Hao is astonishingly talented. He might be able to take on two or three opponents at once, but against so many, he stands no chance of winning."
"Forget him. With the compressed, overlapping power of so many Martial Dao Domains, I doubt even an expert in the early Yin-Yang Realm could withstand that."
"Lin Hao is finished."
"So what if he’s a prodigy? A prodigy who doesn’t live long enough to reach their potential is ultimately just dust."
"Dust? After an attack like that, turning to dust would be a luxury!"
"..."
The crowd of Martial Artists behind Lin Hao, who had previously made way for him, erupted into discussion at the sight.
A moment later, however, everyone’s eyes went wide and their jaws dropped.
Because Lin Hao moved.
It was only a single, ordinary step, but he had taken it under the combined pressure of multiple domains from Martial Artists at the Sealed Martial Realm Peak.
How could he be completely unaffected by the domains’ power? The sight was simply staggering!
But what came next was even more shocking.
Without sparing his attackers a glance, Lin Hao walked straight forward.
Strangely, as he passed, the attacking Martial Artists froze one by one, becoming like statues, as if they had been hit by a Body Fixing Skill.
The onlookers behind him were stunned, only coming to their senses after a dozen breaths of time.
"What happened?!"
"Why aren’t they attacking anymore?!"
"A... a domain. It seems they’ve been imprisoned by a Martial Dao Domain."
"To simultaneously imprison several experts at the Sealed Martial Realm Peak, rendering them completely immobile... if this really is a domain, then it has to be..."
The Martial Artists exchanged glances, each seeing the same abject horror in the others’ eyes.
A Yin Yang Domain!
Only a Martial Artist who had entered the Yin-Yang Realm could accomplish such a feat.
Lin Hao... had actually stepped into the Yin-Yang Realm!
The revelation was simply mind-boggling.
One had to remember that when the Dragon Transformation Ancient Realm first opened, Lin Hao hadn’t even been in the Sealed Martial Realm for long. Now, a mere four months later, he had not only reached the Sealed Martial Realm Peak but had also broken through to the Yin-Yang Realm. It was nothing short of a miracle.
It was common knowledge that while many Martial Artists showed stunning talent in their youth, those who actually reached the Sealed Martial Realm Peak were few and far between.
As for breaking through from the Sealed Martial Realm Peak to the Yin-Yang Realm, that was considered an impossible dream.
But now, Lin Hao had done it.
The crowd of Martial Artists stared at Lin Hao’s departing back, utterly speechless.
Lin Hao’s figure vanished around a corner ahead, yet the crowd continued to stare in the direction he’d gone, still lost in their shock.
Similarly, the Martial Artists he had immobilized remained completely unable to move a single inch.
Lin Hao’s current cultivation was at the Second Layer of the Yin Yang Realm. With a single thought, the space he could immobilize was terrifyingly vast. With that power now compressed into such a small area, how could these Martial Artists possibly resist?
The Li Long Dynasty was filled with countless palace complexes. After turning the corner, Lin Hao was met with yet another view of palace after palace.
Just like before, these palaces were occupied by vendors. As far as the eye could see, every one of them was an expert at the Sealed Martial Realm Peak.
However, when these people saw Lin Hao, a flicker of alarm flashed in their eyes, and none of them moved.
They had, of course, sensed the terrifying aura from the previous street and knew that several experts of the Sealed Martial Realm had attacked simultaneously. For Lin Hao to appear here now, without a sound, could mean only one thing.
Lin Hao had dealt with them all, and without a sound.
The Yin-Yang Realm!
Lin Hao had already reached the Yin-Yang Realm.
A cultivator of such a realm was not someone they could hope to challenge.
And so, Lin Hao walked on under the watchful eyes of every Martial Artist.
As Lin Hao passed, they all sensed a vast, majestic aura.
Within that majestic aura was a pressure that sent a chill down their spines.
Every one of them felt their muscles tighten instantly.
From a distance, they looked as if they were greeting a sovereign ruler who held the world in his palm.
Only when Lin Hao was far in the distance did the Martial Artists realize with a jolt that the backs of their robes were drenched in cold sweat.
They had the terrifying feeling that if Lin Hao had wanted to kill them, they wouldn’t have even had the strength to resist.
Once Lin Hao’s figure finally disappeared, many of them felt their muscles abruptly go slack. They let out a long, shuddering breath, overwhelmed by the feeling of having just survived a catastrophe.
Many of them involuntarily turned their gaze in a single direction.
Toward the true heart of the Li Long Dynasty, a place they could never hope to reach.
Perhaps only there could someone stop a man like Lin Hao.
It was a thought that arose in all their minds at once.
Lin Hao’s talent was simply too brilliant; they no longer had the right to even think of challenging him.
Meanwhile, Lin Hao had already entered another street.
This street was different from the others. It was deserted and eerily quiet.
The gates to the palaces lining the street were shut tight. On each set of vermilion doors, a pair of ferocious-looking dragon-head knockers was especially intimidating.
The moment Lin Hao set foot on this street, a figure mysteriously appeared at its far end.
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