Chapter 1391 - 1388: The Pit

The next day.

Chu Hao, who was in the process of refining the Yangyuan Stone, suddenly heard a loud voice from outside, thundering across this realm like rolling thunder.

"Chu Hao, release the Great Ancestor Saintess. Whatever you want, we can give you."

This presence, this power, was definitely that of an Emperor Realm expert.

The Great Ancestor's Emperor Realm had arrived, right in this area.

Chu Hao looked at Han Qianxue, ready to bind her with a rope.

Han Qianxue retreated, saying, "If you tie me up again, I'll tell Su Yao about you keeping a maid."

Damn it!

Women are indeed unreasonable.

Which of your eyes saw me keeping one?

Han Qianxue's lips curled up as she said, "Don't worry, I don't want to leave now, I'd rather see how you plan to break through. If you die, I can tell Su Yao and let her give up on you."

Chu Hao rubbed his chin and said, "Hmm, then you better keep up, don't fall in love with me."

"Puh, who would fall for you."

Chu Hao looked towards Yu Tianluo and decided to stash her in the gourd, predicting the upcoming chaos and fearing his captive might escape.

No matter how much Yu Tianluo screamed in fear, Chu Hao ignored her.

The toad was setting up a formation, and a moment later, the formation projected the outside scene.

The toad set up checkpoints in different locations; its methods were indeed advanced, allowing everything happening outside to be clearly visible here.

There was a search team on a mountainside.

Led respectively by the Great Ancestor Holy Land's Emperor Realm experts.

Additionally, at another location, there were countless people, so many it was terrifying.

Chu Hao asked the toad, "Has the Yin Yang Saint appeared?"

The toad checked several checkpoints and shook its head, "No."

Chu Hao sneered, "So patient they are."

"Ding... Shocked by the pretentious act, gained eighty thousand Pretentiousness Points."

Han Qianxue's heart trembled; was Chu Hao planning to ambush the Yin Yang Saint?

Insane.

This guy's guts were too big.

The toad laughed, "Rest assured, I've long been prepared, time to demonstrate real skill."

Saying this, the toad observed the formation from different angles, and finally, it triggered an external formation.

Outside, an angry roar resounded, filled with resentment and humiliation.

"Blood Burial Ghost Saint, you shameless creature, even if the Ancient Technique is destroyed, I won't let you succeed."

This unyielding roar echoed throughout the mountains, reverberating far enough to be heard even by the furious Chu Hao.

Han Qianxue looked at Chu Hao and asked, "Is this pre-set formation, the projection array? What are you planning?"

Chu Hao smiled lightly, "You'll soon find out, better hope your people don't relentlessly pursue me."

Han Qianxue's heart shook with curiosity, she increasingly wondered what Chu Hao was up to.

To lure out big fish, it was time to use the final method, this loud shout would surely unsettle those in the Sanctuary.

Sure enough, the pre-arranged formation, upon transmitting Chu Hao's voice, caused a huge uproar.

Sanctuary experts acted, was it the Ghost Saint?

Blood Burial Ghost Saint?

If the Blood Burial Ghost Saint were there, they'd certainly curse out loud...

That one loud shout, as if confirming disaster, stunned everyone.

Under the toad's watchful eye, several streaks of light were seen heading from the horizon to the source of the sound with unbelievable speed.

Those are the Sanctuary!!

Upon seeing this, Chu Hao figured it was about time, so he immediately set out.

Soon, he arrived near the perilous Half-Moon Burial, tore his clothes, stained them with blood, looking very disheveled.

The play had to be realistic, as if genuinely chased by the Blood Burial Ghost Saint.

Chu Hao cautiously skirted around the fierce area of the Half-Moon Burial.

From the start, he had a complete plan, choosing to stay near the Half-Moon Burial.

Chu Hao's defiance and subsequent death shook not only the Sanctuary but countless Emperor Realm experts, drawing them towards the Half-Moon Burial.

When people saw Chu Hao lying disheveled near the Half-Moon Burial, their hearts sank.

Were they still too late?

The Sanctuary was most furious, never expecting the Blood Burial Ghost Saint would get its hands on the Ancient Technique first, the worst-case scenario.

"He's not dead?" someone exclaimed.

Chu Hao crawled up, coughing up a lot of blood, looking like a dying man, he roared, "No one gets the Ancient Technique."

He took out the Ancient Technique, a flame in his hand, seemingly intending to burn it?

Someone panicked immediately.

The Realm Saint experts were shocked; that was the Ancient Technique, if they didn't act fast, it'd be too late.

Therefore, all the Sanctuary moved simultaneously, rushing into the Half-Moon Burial and shouted, "Stop."

The Half-Moon Burial, hard to notice, seemed like a half slope with no distinct features.

However, upon actually entering the Half-Moon Burial, one could feel the terrain's suffocating oppression.

Six Sanctuary experts, always focused on the Ancient Technique, entered the Half-Moon Burial at almost the same time.

Their faces weren't visible, but their terrifying presence was felt.

Not only the Yin Yang Saint, but also the Ghost Saint were arrived.

They always watched the Ancient Technique closely, ready to target anyone who tried to act first.

The struggle for the Ancient Technique was bound to spark a fierce battle.

However, a terrifying scene unfolded.

The Half-Moon Burial was disturbed, the ground shook, earth veins cracked, and a bloody sunbeam projected out.

Soon after, a blood sun rose, radiant like the actual sun.

"Zila!"

Under the blood sun's rays, one Ghost Saint screamed shrilly, as if enduring extreme pain and torment.

The Yin Yang Saint also cried out in shock, their skin decaying, flesh deteriorating, as if exposed to the sun's intense heat!

"Lunar Blood Yang!"

Seeing that rising blood sun, glamorous red lighting up the area.

The Six Great Sanctuaries were horrified and immensely fearful.

The Lunar Blood Yang, rumored to be the sun of the Yin Realm.

What did they say, the sun of the Yin Realm?

But the initial form of Lunar Blood Yang was known to destroy everything, with legends saying the Underworld was also born from a Lunar Blood Yang explosion.

This theory had been verified by archeologists.

This blood sun wasn't mature, still in its nascent form, but it was terrifying enough to instill fear among Shanhai Realm's mightiest.

The Six Great Sanctuaries had disturbed this blood sun.

Near the Half-Moon Burial, countless people gathered, many of whom were Emperor Realm experts.

Some, who got too close, screamed in agony as the blood sun's alluring reds shone upon them, their bodies liquefying into blood and pus, leaving only bones!

An Emperor Realm expert died just like that?

Terrifying.

Absolutely terrifying.

Even the Sanctuary couldn't withstand such damage, scrambling for an escape under the blood sun.

Chu Hao was also startled, but thankfully prepared, hiding behind a slope away from the blood sun's rays.

"Aaaah!!"

A Ghost Saint screamed, revealing his true form, unexpectedly the Blood Burial Ghost Saint.

Upon seeing the Blood Burial Ghost Saint, others were bewildered too, how could the Blood Burial Ghost Saint be here to seize the Ancient Technique?

Everyone realized.

This was a trap.