Zhao Hao slowly stood up, the True Qi within him surging, the air around him crackling.
A wall-like barrier of true qi stretched out before him.
He had just advanced to Martial Saint recently, and due to mixing with demon power, his overall strength increased, but his control diminished.
Zhou Leng's gaze shifted slightly, and some things that he couldn't understand in the past connected because of one sentence from Zhao Hao.
"Do you really believe in the 'Six Volumes of the Eastern Monarch'?"
"Of course, my father said so personally."
"Did he ever say where the 'Six Volumes of the Eastern Monarch' are?"
"No, he didn't." Zhao Hao's face was full of regret.
"That's it, that's it, the 'Six Volumes of the Eastern Monarch,' it's on the path of enlightenment, at Shangganling, and at the Ten Thousand Core Battlefield."
"I have been to all of them." Zhao Hao said indifferently, without belief.
"It's also right in front of you." Zhou Leng said slowly.
