Martial Soul: Be a Saint

"Haha …" This girl seemed to make a lot of sense. Just tell me, who is this brat, and I'll let him go! "    

    

Surprisingly, the old man suddenly laughed and replied to Ice Phoenix.    

    

"Fine, I'll tell you if you tell your subordinates to stop!"    

    

The Ice Phoenix emotionlessly replied to the old man.    

    

"Haha, good …"    

    

When the old man heard this, he laughed out loud once again. Then, he turned around and looked at his subordinates who were still attacking Wu Hao, and shouted loudly.    

    

"Alright, you two can stop …"    

    

Once he said that, the people who were attacking Wu Hao all heard, after hearing what the old man said, they all stopped and retreated to a distance to look at the old man, a look of doubt flashed past their eyes.    

    

He thought, why did the captain suddenly make them stop?    

    

Could it be that he was going to give in to a mere brat?    

    

Just as their hearts were filled with doubt, their captain, Tu Long, spoke again. This time, it wasn't to their doors, but to an ice beauty.    

    

For a moment, the ice beauty, the ice phoenix, became the focus of everyone.    

    

"Miss, can you tell me now?" The captain of the holy ship, Tu Long, looked at the ice phoenix and asked slowly.    

    

"He is the Chaos Palace's Palace Master!"    

    

The ice phoenix slowly spoke, speaking to him. But before its voice faded, the other seven Palace Masters revealed expressions of surprise.    

    

"What …" It's him, why is it him? This... How is that possible? "    

    

The seven of them looked at Wu Hao who was reconstructing his body in disbelief.    

    

In their opinion, Wu Hao was only this strong, how could he establish such a great power and destroy the eight divine palaces in such a short amount of time?    

    

It was true that Wu Hao did not have that much ability, and everything was because of the countless years of arrangements made by the Archaeopterygium.    

    

It was very obvious that the seven of them misunderstood Wu Hao.    

    

As the Palace Master of the Primal Chaos, they didn't necessarily have to have a thousand enemies worth of strength. In the eyes of the Archaeopterygium, they valued potential even more.    

    

Wu Hao's potential was not bad, and he was also the Holy Son, so it was natural for him to be the one to rule the Chaos Palace.    

    

"Chaos Palace, Mistress? "What kind of power is this?" When the old man heard what Bing Feng said, and saw everyone's surprise, he immediately became interested.    

    

"The Chaos Palace is a power that has appeared suddenly for the past few thousand years. They rose strongly and in a short time of two thousand years, destroyed eight great palaces and established a Chaos Palace!"    

    

Bing Feng replied coldly.    

    

"What …"    

    

Once the words left his mouth, all the crew of the holy ship could not help but cry out in alarm.    

    

Although they had been wandering in the Holy Land for a very long time, the eight divine palaces still knew of them.    

    

Available...    

    

It was actually destroyed?    

    

For a moment, everyone looked at Wu Hao who had reconstituted his body, and revealed looks of shock.    

    

To think that the young man before them, who had his body constantly crumbling from their attacks, would have such capabilities!    

    

For a moment, admiration arose within their hearts.    

    

The eight great palaces had existed as gods in the Eight Desolations since ancient times. No one would have thought that someone would be able to destroy them.    

    

And now, this person was standing right in front of them.    

    

"Someone who can establish great power and destroy the eight divine palaces, this is a little interesting … "Interesting …"    

    

The old man suddenly looked at Wu Hao and revealed an expression of interest.    

    

"I am very curious. Where did he come from?"    

    

"He's someone that ascended from the lower realms …"