652: Successfully accepted a disciple! The fifth personally taught disciple!

Just as Netherworld Cold was preparing to close his eyes and await death,

a lazy voice abruptly rang out deep within his mind, as clear as if someone were speaking in his ear.

"Ninth Highness, your current situation doesn't seem very good. How about it, do you want to reconsider that proposal?"

"Acknowledge me as your Master and call me Master. These few small fries, this Master will clear them away for you."

Netherworld Cold snapped his eyes open, his pupils constricting violently.

This voice!

It was that young man who had refused to leave the mine! That fellow called Lu Hao!

How could he be here? How could he transmit his voice through the blockade of the xuantian dragon trapping net?

At this moment, this voice was no different from a drowning man grasping at a final straw for Netherworld Cold.

Although reason told him that Lu Hao seemed like nothing more than a person with some tricks who had not yet achieved Immortal Ascension, how could he possibly contend against a Heavenly Immortal powerhouse holding a Supreme treasure?

But intuition, or perhaps that survival instinct, screamed frantically in the depths of his heart.

Believe him!

There was no other choice but to believe him!

"What? Still hesitating?"

Lu Hao's voice rang out again, carrying a hint of mockery:

"If this net tightens a bit more, you two brothers will turn into corpses. Even if I want to take a Disciple then, I wouldn't want to take a corpse."

Netherworld Cold looked at his Elder brother beside him, who had already closed his eyes to await death, and at the golden silk threads that were getting closer and closer.

All pride and all dignity became meaningless at this moment.

Only by living is there hope.

Within his mind, he used all his strength to roar out:

"I am willing!"

"Disciple Netherworld Cold is willing to acknowledge Senior as Revered Master! I beg Revered Master to save us two brothers!!"

This roar was instantly transmitted through Divine Soul fluctuations.

Within the Void Realm.

Hidden behind the Formation, the corners of Lu Hao's mouth curled up slightly into a satisfied smile.

After delaying for several months, he had finally successfully completed the System's mission... Fortunately, he had followed them; otherwise, this Disciple of his really would have died here.

[Congratulations to the host for completing the System mission, successfully taking Netherworld Cold as a Disciple!]

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining the reward: Hongmeng Void-Devouring Profound Body, and the System has upgraded once!]

At the moment the mission was completed, Lu Hao felt his entire body shudder violently, as if something inside him had exploded!

The bones throughout his body crackled, and every inch of flesh felt as though it were being torn apart and reorganized by invisible giant hands.

Most importantly, at the position of the Dantian, it seemed to suddenly collapse, turning into a bottomless, frantically rotating black vortex.

This vortex produced a terrifying suction, seemingly wanting to absorb everything around it.

Lu Hao experienced it carefully for a moment; this was the core of the Hongmeng Void-Devouring Profound Body.

Everything swallowed was crushed and transformed within the vortex, turning into streams of scalding and pure cultivation!

Feeding back into Lu Hao's body, it was simply overbearingly powerful!

This was the power of the Hongmeng Void-Devouring Profound Body!

However, now was not the time to study this Physique; his Disciple had not been rescued yet.

Lu Hao set aside his thoughts and spoke:

"Since my dear Disciple has spoken, this Revered Master naturally cannot sit idly by."

...Ahead.

The Xuantian Sect Heavenly Immortal Elder was looking at the prey struggling in the net with an expression of enjoyment. This feeling of controlling the life and death of others intoxicated him.

"It's over."

With a light flick of his finger, the xuantian dragon trapping net suddenly contracted. The sharp netting sliced through You Mingcheng's protective Immortal Qi, carving deep bloody welts into his body.

Just then.

Ripples suddenly shimmered in the Void Realm, and a figure quietly stepped out.

The newcomer was dressed in a plain white robe, his sleeves fluttering in the invisible rhythm of the Dao.

His face seemed ordinary yet was extremely handsome, exuding a clarity as if washed of all vanity. Between the opening and closing of his eyes, it seemed as if galaxies were rotating, yet they returned to the depth of an ancient, waveless well.

There was no brilliant light surrounding this person, only a faint natural aura circulating naturally.

"Xuantian Sect?"

The young man's thin lips parted slightly, and his voice, like a clear spring striking stone, drifted out calmly:

"Is it that impressive?"

Netherworld Cold widened his eyes, looking at that familiar figure.

He still did not sense any aura of an immortal from Lu Hao, but why did the appearance of this figure make him feel so at ease? You Mingcheng did not know Lu Hao and cast an inquiring look toward Netherworld Cold.

Netherworld Cold did not respond, merely staring blankly at Lu Hao.

"Who are you?!"

The Heavenly Immortal Elder suddenly discovered someone had intruded, his expression turning somewhat solemn. His Divine Sense had been covering the surroundings the whole time; how could he not have discovered this person's presence?

Could he be a peerless expert?

But after Lu Hao appeared, a very strange expression began to emerge on his face.

He used his Divine Sense to sweep over Lu Hao again and again.

No Immortal Qi.

No Immortal Qi.

Still no Immortal Qi!

His cultivation seemed to be only at the Supreme Realm... A mere Supreme Realm? He dared to interfere in the affairs of the Xuantian Sect??

"Hahaha!"

That Xuantian Sect Elder with a more fiery temper couldn't help but burst into laughter, laughing until he doubled over.

"You Mingcheng, Netherworld Cold, have you two been beaten stupid? It's one thing to call for reinforcements, but you actually brought such a character?"

"A trash who isn't even an immortal has the qualification to save people? This is truly the world's biggest joke!"

You Mingcheng had originally been ecstatic to hear someone was coming to save them, but when he looked closely!

It was actually a fellow who hadn't even achieved Immortal Ascension?!

His heart immediately sank to the bottom... However, the other party's willingness to save them was out of good intentions. Thinking this, You Mingcheng spoke:

"Fellow Daoist, please leave. Do not throw away your life for nothing."

Hearing this, the Heavenly Immortal Elder chuckled and said:

"Since you've come, then all of you stay. It also saves you from going back to report to the City Lord of Cangkong. But before that, you two should go first!"

As he spoke, the xuantian dragon trapping net suddenly erupted with intense golden light, directly binding the two of them tightly, intending to dismember them!

Seeing this, Lu Hao, in mid-air, pointed his right hand, and a Magic Treasure flew out, vanishing instantly.

The xuantian dragon trapping net suddenly shuddered. The originally golden threads immediately became dim and lusterless, and in the next instant, it completely vanished.

Netherworld Cold and You Mingcheng were originally being bound so tightly they could barely hold on, but when a beam of light flashed past, they were freed just like that.

"Ah? This... what kind of method is this?"

You Mingcheng was extremely surprised.

Netherworld Cold clasped his fists toward Lu Hao and said respectfully:

"Thank you, Revered Master, for your help!"

Lu Hao said with a chuckle:

"No matter, no matter."

"Revered Master?!"

When did the Ninth Highness of the City Lord of Cangkong take a Revered Master?!