Deliveryman of the Heaven

In less than a day.    

Out of the five thousand people who had entered the Mount Ao, only seven or eight hundred remained.    

The meeting of Weiqing and Qin XX with Du Chundao had become the last hope of the three realms within the Ao Mountain Fantasy.    

However, the strength of this young group couldn't be underestimated.    

Weiqing and Qin XX were both Sixth Generation Saint Rulers, while Du Chundao was a Seventh Generation Saint Ruler, instantly becoming famous.    

And now that he had obtained protection from Weiqing and Qin XX, he was even more so the second existence to have the qualifications to attack the Sage Sovereign Expert. As for Weiqing and Qin XX, their control over the situation was as vigorous as a tiger, and as the strongest power that had rushed over from the three thousand worlds, Seven Light Zong, they were most likely to be eliminated.    

Before they met Du Chundao, Weiqing and Qin XX was chasing after the eleven experts of Seven Light Zong, fighting with all their might.    

On the way, he met a few other cultivators.    

However, these cultivators all chose to watch the battle with great tacit understanding.    

Because there were more than eight hundred people here with Seven Light Zong, regardless of whether it was strength or numbers, they held an absolute advantage.    

Once the cultivators of this small world, which was near the Corner of Corner, entered the Ao Mountain Fantasy, it could be said that they went on a killing spree, and were extremely imposing. If this was the beginning of the match, Seven Light Zong was extremely likely to become the biggest winner of this treasure hunt, but for some reason, Weiqing and Qin Lingzhu had a death match with this big tiger. The others were naturally overjoyed, and some were even paired with Weiqing to encircle and annihilate the Seven Light Zong experts around them.    

In a short period of time, all the eight hundred or so people within the Seven Light Zong had been eliminated, and only a few Top Expert s were bitterly holding on.    

He was already a Sixth Generation Saint Ruler and with the addition of the powerful and rising Du Chundao, these three youngsters were undoubtedly one of the most difficult people to deal with on the scene. The most recent battle was where Weiqing and Qin Zhui had rushed over in time to save Du Chundao, who had almost been knocked out of the encirclement.    

"Thank you, Big Brother." Du Chundao said politely. He was covered in blood and had a bashful expression.    

For the first time, Weiqing carefully observed Du Chundao. Du Chundao's true combat strength was merely at the level of a deity, and could be considered a young genius in the Three Realms, but in the entire Allied Forces of the Three Realms, in the entire Nine Regions, it was obvious that it was very common. Therefore, Weiqing did not have any impression of Du Chundao before.    

"Did the Barefoot Immortal teach you to this Hundred Rivers of Return to the Sea?" Weiqing asked.    

Du Chundao shook his head: "No, I found it in an ancient cave in an ancient ruin in the Heaven Realm. I once gave it to Master, but Master kicked me out of the sect, preventing me from practising this evil ways. It was only then that I understood Master's painstaking efforts. After that, I requested Master for orders, went to Pan Gu City, and Master had returned this secret scripture to me, giving me many additional comments. "    

Weiqing laughed: "The Barefoot Immortal truly lives up to his name."    

Du Chundao had unintentionally acquired an absolute art, and because he had swallowed other people's cultivation, he was denounced by the barefoot Great Immortal as an evil spirit.    

The main reason was that at that time, Du Chundao's strength was still weak, and he could not control such an absolute art. If he were to forcefully cultivate it, he would only lose himself in the demonic way. As for Du Chundao, who had wandered the Three Realms for hundreds of years, unintentionally became the strongest disciple under the sect of the barefoot Immortal. The barefoot Immortal also returned this absolute art to Du Chundao and had him cultivate it.    

"Unfortunately, I didn't listen to Master's advice in the end. He said that if one day I could become an Immortal Emperor and then cultivate this technique, I would be able to achieve perfection." "I finally understand the meaning behind those words. The stronger I get, the more I can cultivate. Seventh Heavenly Layer Saint Ruler, that is my limit. Not just within this illusion, that is the end of my ability!"    

Du Chundao let out a long sigh, shook his head, and said, "What Master said is not wrong, there is a reason for everything.    

Weiqing patted his shoulder, and laughed: "Open up a little, you are already outstanding."    

Indeed, Du Chundao felt that it was a pity.    

Du Chundao was obviously one of those cultivators who had insufficient talent that required more effort than effort. Of course, his talent was only comparable to Weiqing and Qin Lingyun, who were geniuses, if not, it would be impossible for Du Chundao to become an expert at such a young age. If this Hundred Rivers of Return to the Sea were to land in Weiqing's hands, he could definitely make a qualitative leap in his strength in a short amount of time, and he could even make achievements in his Sage Sovereign Expert!    

But Weiqing still would not learn this absolute art.    

This was because Du Chundao had already made it clear that there was a limit to the so-called Hundred Rivers Return to the Sea. Once the limit was reached, that would be the case for the rest of his life.    

And Weiqing was one of those cultivating geniuses with no upper limit.    

"Let's go, we'll take a look at the Holy Ruins!"    

Weiqing and the other two flew in the sky, ignoring the fighting and killing on the road.    

At their level, even if ordinary Saint Rulers were killed, it would not affect their strength much because the stronger they were, the more terrifying the energy they would need to advance. At the Sixth Saint Ruler's level, it was already extremely difficult to raise their cultivation through simple slaughter, and the best place to go was the inner world of the eight golden bodies.    

Furthermore, those who could go to the inner world were at least Fifth Generation Saint Rulers. If they were to enter with their low cultivation, they would be courting death and would struggle to curry favor with others.    

Weiqing planned to go to the eighth golden body, the one and only Faceless Golden Body.    

In other words, there was a high chance that eight of them died in the battle all those years ago. Maybe the Lu Ya Dao Lord did not really die, and the Faceless Holy Saint's body was regarded by many as the Golden Body of the Patriarch Hongjun. Naturally, all of them wanted to enter the Golden Body and obtain the fortune of the old man.    

A golden body that was thirty thousand meters tall was erected in the middle of this gray world. On its muzzle, there were three black holes, and that was the entrance.    

"I heard that the first expert to enter the Faceless Golden Body is that woodcutter!" Qin 20 frowned: "According to the rumors we heard on the way here, although this axman is a hidden expert of the Nine Prefectures, he has a sinister personality. Otherwise, he wouldn't have killed a single person, and in such a short period of time, he became a Sage Sovereign Expert.