Chapter 1,293 The Storm Is Coming!

It is difficult to describe Meng Hao's thoughts at this moment. He stood silently at the foot of the Eighth Mountain, and did not lift his feet for a long time to step onto the Eighth Mountain.

With his cultivation, there was nothing to hesitate about, but at this moment, Meng Hao was worried about gains and losses. He hoped that the person on the top of the mountain was his grandfather.

Even if he had questions about why his grandfather became the master of the mountain and sea, these were not important. The important thing was... Grandpa was still there.

He could not forget the deep memory, the happy smiles of the two old men in front of his eyes when he was a child, and the quarrels in anger when they were fighting for the chance to hold him.

He could never forget that for him, his grandfather and grandfather went out to find a way to save him, and they never came back. The disappearance of the two old men made the branches of the two families, which were originally rising, gradually fall into decline.

Meng Hao was moved in his heart, but more of a guilty conscience, so he wanted to protect his grandmother's lineage, even if he paid a lot, he would not regret it. He made the Fang family rise, and Meng Hao could only choose to protect the Meng family.

"Whether it is or not, you can tell at a glance..." Meng Hao muttered for a long time. He took the first step and stepped onto the eighth mountain. Step by step, he walked from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain. The memories in his mind were rolling, and Meng Hao was silent. This is one of the nine mountains in the Mountain and Sea Realm, and it is also the first mountain of the starry sky in the Mountain and Sea Realm that Meng Hao has set foot on in his life. This mountain is very large, and mortals cannot walk all the way in their lifetime. Even for cultivators, not many can really walk to the top of the mountain, but for Meng Hao, these are not obstacles. He walked and walked, and he didn't know how long it had passed. He walked to the middle of the mountain. He saw the ancient fairy temple here. It was the same as the ninth mountain. But now, this ancient fairy temple was sealed, not by outsiders, but by itself. Meng Hao stared, he could feel that there were cultivators in the ancient fairy temple of the eighth mountain, and there were also several powerful auras. When he looked at them, they were also staring at him. After a while, Meng Hao retracted his gaze, clasped his fists and bowed, and continued to walk upwards, passing the mountainside and heading towards the top of the mountain, step by step.

After a long time, a huge stone tablet appeared in front of him. There were three words written on the stone tablet.

God of Heaven!

Staring at these three words, Meng Hao saw the vicissitudes of time on this stone tablet. Seeing the baptism of time, he walked past the stone tablet and saw a path leading to... the top of the mountain!

Walking on the path, the surroundings were very quiet, without any figure, without the slightest sound, until Meng Hao followed the path and walked to the top of the eighth mountain, he saw a pool of water, like a heavenly lake.

In the pool, there was a statue, it was a black tortoise, it looked like a statue, but in fact, Meng Hao felt... the majestic vitality and... the breath of the mountain and sea world in the black tortoise.

Even at this moment, the demon-sealing forbidden method in Meng Hao's body also vibrated, as if it emitted some kind of fluctuations and summons, and the statue-like black tortoise suddenly opened its eyes and looked at Meng Hao.

A man and a turtle, the moment their eyes met, Meng Hao's mind roared, he seemed to see the entire mountain and sea world, for a long time, when Meng Hao regained consciousness, the black turtle bowed to Meng Hao, showing a gesture of... submission, as if paying homage to... the only mountain and sea master of the mountain and sea world.

Behind this Tianchi is a palace. This palace is not luxurious, and it seems to be integrated with this mountain. The door of the palace is closed, and the surroundings are still quiet.

Meng Hao took a deep look at the black turtle, walked over, and came to the front of the palace. Outside this door, he was silent for a moment, took a deep breath, raised his right hand, and pressed the door.

Without any sound, this door slowly opened, revealing the hall inside. This hall is not big, with two statues standing on both sides, wearing black armor, standing still, in front, on a huge chair, a figure sat cross-legged.

He was also wearing armor, covering his face. A majestic force was flowing through his body. Even Meng Hao at this moment felt suffocated by the pressure.

This pressure was like a raging force,

like a boundless sea, deep and endless when calm, and devastating when exploding. Moreover, Meng Hao also felt the fluctuations of the mountain and sea world from this figure.

The fluctuations were overwhelming, and seemed to be able to condense the power of the mountains and seas, forming supreme power and killing everything.

Meng Hao stood outside the hall, not stepping into it. He stared at the figure sitting on the chair, looking at the armor. His eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the armor and see the vicissitudes of an old man inside.

That familiar face, that familiar fluctuation, and the jade slip in Meng Hao's storage bag, at this moment, gave off a strong guidance, leaving Meng Hao no longer in doubt. His body trembled, and there was excitement in his eyes. He knew... the figure in front of him was his grandfather!

"Grandpa..." Although Meng Hao was well prepared, he still suppressed his excitement at this moment. He had been looking for the two old men for a long time. Now, he finally saw one of them.

After a long time, Meng Hao took a deep breath. His eyes showed persistence and a gleam of brilliance. He saw that something was wrong with his grandfather. He saw that all the cultivation power in his grandfather's body seemed to be active at this moment, but in fact it was only on the surface. The real cultivation was stagnant.

It seemed... there was a lack of will to drive the operation of cultivation, because the soul of this body... was sleeping.

Meng Hao was silent and closed his eyes. His consciousness spread out and merged into the hall, the surroundings, and the eighth mountain. After a long time, when he opened his eyes, a strange light appeared in Meng Hao's eyes.

"The soul is not there..." Meng Hao murmured. He felt that this scene was somewhat familiar. Soon, his eyes suddenly shrank.

"It is somewhat similar to when I experienced the phantom withering... Grandpa's soul is not in the body, but outside... But it seems to exist. From this point of view, there is only one explanation... Grandpa's soul has been integrated into the entire Eighth Mountain and Sea Realm. His soul... is everywhere!

It's like wandering in the world, but forgetting... to return." If this scene had been replaced by someone else, they would not have seen the truth so quickly, but now Meng Hao is still able to fight with the Lord of Mountains and Seas. His knowledge and his mountain and sea power allowed him to quickly see the clues.

He thought of the scene he felt when he dispersed the nails in the bodies of his grandmother and others.

"The bloodline curse, the curse of the closest relatives, sealed the body, so that the soul can't find the way back, and can only wander in the eighth mountain and sea, gradually losing its mind, only instincts left..." Meng Hao muttered, his face ugly, and after a while, his eyes showed a gleam of brilliance, and he clasped his fists and bowed deeply to his grandfather. When he stepped back, he closed the door of the hall and walked out of the eighth mountain!

"The bloodline curse has been resolved by me, and the curse of the closest relatives has also been dispelled by me. Grandpa has the conditions to wake up here. It only takes a... strong stimulation!

It can make his scattered soul instinctively... return to the body." Meng Hao walked in the starry sky, his eyes showing strange light, and while mumbling, he looked at the crack between the seventh mountain and the eighth mountain in the distance.

"Nothing can be more exciting than the fluctuations caused by the battle between another mountain and sea lord and the arrival of another mountain and sea lord."

"And the easiest way to end the invasion of the Seventh Mountain and Sea... is to kill the Seventh Mountain and Sea lord!"

"Catch the thief first. If the Seventh Mountain and Sea lord dies, this battle will end immediately." Meng Hao whispered softly, and his eyes became sharper with every word he said.

"The Seventh Mountain and Sea lord..." Meng Hao raised his head, his eyes showing determination. When he took a step forward, he disappeared in an instant. When he appeared, he was outside the Heavenly God Alliance, at the junction of the Eighth Mountain and Sea and the Seventh Mountain and Sea, in... the range of the crack.

This place is heavily guarded by the Seventh Mountain and Sea. There are hundreds of thousands of cultivators here, surrounded by countless formations, and it is as solid as a rock.

There are even four Dao Realm powerhouses left here, one of whom is the Dao Master of the Seventh Mountain and Sea Realm, who is as famous as Lu Hou, the Chiyan Patriarch.

The remaining three people, one Dao Master, and two One Source Dao Realm!

With these four people, hundreds of thousands of cultivators guarding the place, and numerous formations and restrictions in all directions, it is impossible for any cultivator from the Eighth Mountain and Sea to break through this place in a short time. Once it is impossible to break through, the army in the Heavenly God Alliance and more powerful people will return quickly.

However, no one here, excluding... Meng Hao!

The moment Meng Hao's figure appeared, he did not try to conceal the fluctuations of his cultivation. The ancient essence in his body was running, and it exploded with a bang. The breath of the Supreme Bridge rose up, and even the mountain and sea power surrounded Meng Hao, setting off waves of earth-shaking storms, rumbling and spreading around, causing the starry sky behind him to distort, as if it had transformed into an endless sea of ​​stars, like a tidal wave, erupting with a roar that made the starry sky pale.

Immediately, all the cultivators from the Seventh Mountain and Sea around the crack woke up from their meditation, and their expressions changed drastically. A low roar suddenly came from the side of the crack.

"Who!" This roar was like thunder, exploding in all directions. Next to the crack, a red-haired old man suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were extremely strange. There were actually two pupils in each eye!

Behind him, at this moment, a black bull appeared. This bull was a thousand feet long. When it appeared, it was very conspicuous. There was a ghost fire in its eyes, staring at Meng Hao.

The strange thing was that even the ghost fire in the eyes of this black giant bull had overlapping shadows, just like the red-haired old man's pupils.

If people looked into his eyes or the black bull's, they would immediately feel dizzy.

Beside this old man, there were three other old men, who also opened their eyes at this moment. The aura of the origin of the Tao realm burst out and spread.

"I don't want to commit more sins. Let these cultivators disperse." Meng Hao walked over, looking at the red-haired old man behind the hundreds of thousands of cultivators from a distance, and spoke calmly. (To be continued...)

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