Martial Soul: Be a Saint

"The Eight Desolations was born in the Primal Chaos and was endowed with great luck. He created countless experts and races, and even created countless living beings!"    

    

"However, it is unknown when this destiny began to dry up. Countless races, experts, and creatures began to decline and perish!"    

    

"As for the Huanggu Ascending Platform, it used to be the most prosperous location in the Eight Desolations. From the beginning until it was dried up, countless of powerful races were created!"    

    

"However, 10 million years ago, the destiny of this place was exhausted overnight and from then on, it will be in decline. All the humans here originally left this place and in the end, some Archaeopterygium and poisonous creatures continued to run rampant here!"    

    

The mysterious old man slowly said to them.    

    

After hearing the old man's words, Wu Hao and the rest had a deeper understanding of fate, but they had yet to truly comprehend what it was.    

    

This was because luck and destiny were things that he was currently unable to understand.    

    

It was just like how a mortal could not understand a cultivator. Perhaps they were not strong enough.    

    

"So destiny is such a mysterious thing. Junior has experienced it for himself, thank you Senior for your explanation!"    

    

"Heh …" "You're welcome!"    

    

The old man chuckled and continued to draw his pipe.    

    

However, his eyes glanced at him and then he said: "Junior, I can see that you have Primal Chaos Qi in your body, as if you have cultivated some kind of cultivation technique for the Fiendgod Primordial Chaos Clan. If this old man is not mistaken, you and the Fiendgod Primordial Chaos Clan must be related!"    

    

Hearing these words, Wu Hao's heart was in shock.    

    

This mysterious old man could see through him with just a few glances. He truly was not simple.    

    

However, even though he was shocked, his expression did not change. After hearing the other party's words, he nodded his head slightly, and seemingly spoke sincerely to him, nodding his head and replying: "Junior indeed has some connections with the Fiendgod Primordial Chaos race.    

    

"Hey …" His eyesight couldn't do it anymore! "He's old …"    

    

However, the old man's temperament was ever-changing, and he sighed upon hearing the old man's words, feeling rather regretful.    

    

The crowd looked at each other in dismay once again.    

    

In next to no time, they'd taken a general look at their surroundings.    

    

He then realized that they were actually in a huge dried up pool.    

    

At the bottom of the pond, there was a broken barrier that connected to a deep, dark void.    

    

The group of them had entered the center of the Huanggu Ascending Platform world from the broken barrier.    

    

If one looked closely at it now, they would see that it was filled with a mysterious aura.    

    

"Huanggu Ascending Platform, became famous for being the pregnancy Dao Pool. Outside of this place, it is a pond brimming with spirit energy and dao halos. Anyone who ascends from the lower realms will be guided by the divine light into the pregnancy Dao Pool, and their supreme divine body will be created by the pregnancy Dao Lake to lay the foundation for cultivation!"    

    

"However, ever since the Huanggu Ascending Platform dried up, the pool has ceased to exist. Your physique is just too weak. In the distant, you might think that our generation, who was not made of iron, would be afraid of a mere poisonous beast or beast! "    

    

Perhaps seeing the crowd looking at the dried up pool, the old man slowly explained to them.    

    

Hearing this, Wu Hao's heart was moved.    

    

"Senior, may I know what is the current situation of the Eight Desolations?"    

    

After hearing the old man's words, Wu Hao had a rough understanding of the world before his eyes, but there were many things that were still unknown to him.