Martial Soul: Be a Saint

C1303 mental state fissure



C1303 mental state fissure

Suddenly, a divine light shone from the sky, everything looked peaceful. Wu Hao's body that was enveloped in the divine light turned into a peerless divine body.    

    

Finally, he successfully endured the tribulation to become a god. His body rose thousands of meters into the air, and he became a true Fiendgod Primordial Chaos.    

    

However, at this moment, he couldn't be happy anymore.    

    

The heart tribulation had left him with too many unerasable injuries!    

    

His state of mind was shattered.    

    

Who was he, and who were his parents?    

    

At this moment.    

    

He desperately wanted to know.    

    

"Congratulations to my husband for becoming a Deity!"    

    

"Congratulations to the palace master for transcending the tribulation and becoming a Deity!"    

    

Everyone went up to congratulate him, but Wu Hao was in a daze and his reaction was not strong, which made everyone feel strange.    

    

"Darling, what's wrong?"    

    

The three women quickly asked him as they looked at him in a daze.    

    

But, Wu Hao frowned and thought, then shook his head at them.    

    

"Ugh …" What's wrong, Mistress? "    

    

"I don't know …"    

    

"You shouldn't be happy that you've become a god? Why does it look so worried? "    

    

The disciples of the Chaos Palace all whispered to each other.    

    

"Disperse if you have nothing else to do. Go back and cultivate!"    

    

Zhuang Mengyu looked at Wu Hao, and ordered the others.    

    

Once she said this, the crowd immediately stopped their discussion. They clasped their hands at her and slowly retreated.    

    

"Meng Yu, Love Butterfly, Shiya, I think I need to return to Yu City!"    

    

At this time, without any warning, Wu Hao opened his mouth and said this to the three women.    

    

When the three girls heard this, they raised their heads in surprise and looked at him with faces full of disbelief.    

    

"Darling, what's wrong?" Zhuang Mengyu asked him.    

    

"I don't know. Perhaps Yu Yuan will have the answer to that question." Wu Hao replied to her uncertainly.    

    

He had to find the answer. Otherwise, if he, whose heart had a crack, couldn't find the answer, he would most likely stop here.    

    

When the three women saw his appearance, they all frowned.    

    

They had been together with Wu Hao for so long, but this was the first time they had seen Wu Hao looking as distracted as he did today.    

    

Wu Hao frowned as he walked up the peak of a strange mountain alone. He gazed at the distant sea of clouds, as though he was in a trance.    

    

The three women looked at his back, frowning.    

    

"What happened to Darling?"    

    

Zhuang Liandie muttered to herself.    

    

Looking at Wu Hao's back figure, Gu Shiya lowered her head and thought, recalling the entire process of Wu Hao's tribulation.    

    

Soon, she found the source of the problem.    

    

She clearly remembered that when the eighth divine tribulation descended, Wu Hao, who had transformed into a 29,999 meter Fiendgod Primordial Chaos, stared blankly for a long time until he had completed his tribulation.    

    

Could it be that there was a problem with the tribulation?    

    

Thinking about it, Gu Shiya shared her guess with Zhuang Liandie.    

    

When the two of them heard this, their expressions changed drastically.    

    

"If that's really the case, then my husband is in deep trouble. No wonder he looks so distracted!"    

    

Very clearly, the three girls could faintly guess that a crack had appeared in Wu Hao's state of mind.    

    

Otherwise, as a Martial God Stage experts, he would not have appeared in such a state.    

    

Bang!    

    

Bang!    

    

Bang!    

    

Mo Tian and the others were the new generation Heaven's Pride from the Six Sacred Palaces.    

    

The power of a person was not to be underestimated.    

    

Under the frenzied attacks of the six people combined, Gong Junchi was quickly riddled with scars.    

    

Gong Junchi could only helplessly struggle and howl in unwillingness.    

    

"You … You violated the rules set by the eight divine palaces. The eight divine palaces will never let you off … "    

    

Feeling the killing intent of the six, Gong Junchi felt that he could not escape this calamity.    

    

He roared and threw out a flying sword. It was released in the air and shot towards the sky in the blink of an eye.    

    


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