Immortal is the supreme existence that is superior to all living beings!
Even if the one attacking Fang Hao was just a shadow of an immortal in the Immortal Mark, it was not something he could resist at this time.
After the immortal pointed his finger, his consciousness began to become blurry, and he quickly closed his eyes and sank to the bottom of the thunder pond.
"It looks like this kid is dead. My body was devoured by the thunder spirit, just in time to take away his body!"
After Fang Hao's consciousness fell into a deep sleep, an old man with white hair and beard fell next to him from above the thunder pool.
If Fang Hao was awake, he would be able to tell from his voice that this old man with white hair and beard was undoubtedly the ancestor of Yuan Mo.
The ancestor of the Yuan Demon's physical body was rejuvenated due to his cultivation being wiped out by the thunder pool. This old man's appearance was transformed by his Yuan Shen and is also his true appearance.
After the Immortal Mark was broken, the Yuan Demon Ancestor was freed, but because Fang Hao stayed at the bottom of the pool for too long, his body had been swallowed by the Thunder Spirit.
Therefore, the ancestor of the Yuan Demon simply transformed his Yuan Shen and sneaked into the bottom of the thunder pool in order to occupy Fang Hao's body.
However, he did not rush to take action. Instead, he sat cross-legged and waited quietly.
Although this immortal mark was broken by Fang Hao, the power of the mark is still there. Once the Yuan Demon Ancestor approaches, the remaining mark power is likely to launch a final counterattack.
Therefore, for the sake of safety, he would rather wait for a while.
Anyway, it won't be long before Fang Hao's soul will be wiped out, and the power of the Immortal Mark will eventually dissipate.
After waiting for more than three thousand years, Yuan Mo Ancestor doesn't care to wait for a while longer.
One hour...two hours...three hours...
The ancestor of the Yuan Demon waited at the bottom of the pool for three full hours, but the imprint of the Immortal Dao still did not dissipate. He could even sense Fang Hao's weak Yuan Shen.
"Something's wrong. With this kid's cultivation level, it's absolutely impossible for him to endure a finger from an immortal for that long. Moreover, the residual power of this immortal's mark has been condensed and never dissipated. Is there something fishy about this kid's body?
After waiting for a full three hours, the Yuan Demon Ancestor finally couldn't hold it any longer, got up and walked towards Fang Hao's location.
However, he walked extremely slowly, even deliberately restraining the murderous intention in his heart.
When Fang Hao was detained last time, the sword that erupted from his body still makes the ancestor of Yuan Demon feel a little frightened.
From his perspective in the Immortal Saint Realm, the sword intent contained in this sword is definitely not weaker than the Immortal Mark.
"Boy, no matter what your reasons are, the soul has not been dissipated. I will seize my ancestor's body. Otherwise, after the thunder spirit has digested my body, I will not be able to get out even if I seize my body."
Looking at Fang Hao with his eyes closed, the Yuan Demon Ancestor sneered, and his Yuan Shen turned into a white light and penetrated into Fang Hao's eyebrows, which were pierced by one finger.
"Even if I die, I won't make it easy for you!"
Just after Yuan Shen, the ancestor of the Yuan Demon, entered Fang Hao's eyebrows, Fang Hao suddenly opened his eyes, climbed up quickly, then staggered to the damaged Immortal Dao mark, and fell down hard.
"You are just struggling to your death. Such a weak mark power cannot hurt me!"
There was a cruel smile on Fang Hao's face, and the green light from the broken mark still rushed into his eyebrows.
Obviously, the moment just now was just a flashback of Fang Hao's soul, and now the Yuan Demon Ancestor has successfully controlled Fang Hao's body.
"boom!"
However, the moment the Yuan Demon Ancestor finished speaking, a bright green light suddenly erupted from Fang Hao's body.
"This... this is the aura of an immortal. Boy, your physical strength actually hides an immortal weapon!"
After the green light erupted, the cruel smile on Fang Hao's face instantly solidified, replaced by shock and panic.
"Do you think I'm risking my soul to be shattered just for fun? Use the power of Tiantu to wipe out the demonic yuan!"
Fang Hao's voice suddenly came from his mouth, and then a vast map containing the power of heaven and earth appeared above his head.
The appearance of the heavenly map is like the rebirth of the immortal mark.
A green light that was several times more dazzling than before merged from the sky map into the blood hole between Fang Hao's eyebrows. Then the soul of the Yuan Demon Ancestor was detained from Fang Hao's eyebrows and slowly entered the sky map.
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"No! I have just escaped from this trap of sentient beings, and I don't want to be a prisoner anymore! I'm begging you, ancestor, please let me live!"
Seeing himself getting closer and closer to Tiantu, Yuan Mo Ancestor began to beg Fang Hao.
"When you plotted against me before, why didn't you think of letting me go? Now it's time for me to take revenge!"
Fang Hao tried his best to activate the sky map, and finally successfully included him in the sky map amidst the wails of the Yuan Mo Ancestor.
Just at the moment of life and death when the soul was shattered, Tiantu showed his power and directly protected his soul. It was precisely because Tiantu was triggered that Fang Hao risked the soul's destruction and touched the remaining Immortal Dao mark.
Fortunately, his bet was right. After the Immortal Dao Mark entered his body, it was quickly absorbed by Tiantu. The Tiantu that absorbed the Immortal Dao Mark was several times more ferocious than the Thunder Pond of All Living Beings, directly destroying the Yuan Demon Ancestor's Yuan Tu.
God has sealed it.
Otherwise, in his current state, he would not be able to resist the Yuan Demon Ancestor, and he would soon seize his body and obliterate his own Yuan Shen.
"Phew, this time there is finally no danger. While Lei Ling is still digesting the body of the Yuan Demon Ancestor, I have to leave here quickly."
After sealing the ancestor of the Yuan Demon, Fang Hao did not take it lightly. There were tens of thousands of thunder spirits above the thunder pool of sentient beings who were eyeing his body. If he did not leave as soon as possible, he would probably end up with no bones left.
"hiss!"
However, just when Fang Hao was about to get up and leave, he subconsciously took a breath of cold air and fell to the ground in pain.
This immortal pointed a finger, and the damage to his body was far beyond his imagination. Although his soul was intact, his sea of consciousness was almost destroyed, and his eyebrows were pierced.
Even his soul was almost exhausted, and he couldn't leave the bottom of the pool.
In fact, if Fang Hao hadn't developed the Indestructible Hegemony, which pushed the physical defense to the extreme.
Even the supreme monk will be stunned by this finger.
Immortals have transcended the world and become saints. They are supreme beings that transcend the reincarnation of heaven. They are not at the same level as monks.
And Fang Hao is proud enough to be able to withstand the immortal's attack without killing him.
At the bottom of the dim pool, Fang Hao was struggling to use the Immortal Heavenly Skill to recover his injured body, in order to recover from his injuries as quickly as possible.
"Wow..."
And at the critical moment when he was recovering from his injuries, tens of thousands of thunderfish that were swimming above the thunder pool rushed into the bottom of the pool in groups.
Obviously, the physical body of Yuan Mo Ancestor cannot satisfy the appetite of these fish transformed by thunder spirits.
"Unexpectedly, I didn't fall into the hands of the Yuan Demon Ancestor this time, but I would fall into the hands of these fishes."
Looking at the school of fish getting closer and closer to him, Fang Hao smiled bitterly, with helplessness written on his face. (To be continued)