His powerless body fell into the desert, blood welling up in his mouth.

Am I going to die?

Father, mother, master, is your son coming to see you now?

The youth fell into the desert, his eyes glazed over as the aura around him gradually faded, as if he was trying to impart a secret art to the world.

No!

I can't die, I haven't even avenged my father, mother, and master, how can I die!

Suddenly, a mysterious power surged out from the young man's body, forcing him to struggle out from the desert.

"Bang!"

However, the pursuers had arrived.

"Kid, relying on your cultivation which had just entered the celestial realm, you actually managed to flee for a few days under the hands of dozens of my Ascension Sect's disciples.

The legacy of the Ten Thousand Arts Sect is truly powerful! "

black robed man looked down at the young man, greedily sweeping his gaze over him.

A brat from the celestial realm, relying on the legacy of the Ten Thousand Arts Saint, could be this powerful.

If he could obtain the teachings of the Ten Thousand Arts Saint, then he would be able to see the realm of the ancient sages, and even break through the mountain pa.s.s to become a sage!

'However, there are people from all nine sects here. It'll be quite difficult for them to take all of them for themselves.

The black robed man calmly looked around, and all the experts present looked at the young man greedily.

It was hard to find saints in the Desolate World, it had been a long time since a almighty being appeared!

Everyone desired to step into the sage realm, and they wanted to be reputed as dest.i.tute. And the legacy of the saint that this youth had was being spied on by everyone.

"Buzz!"

True essence circulated within their bodies, and everyone was on guard against each other.

There was only one inheritance, and no one wanted to share it with others. This meant that a fight was about to begin!

For a time, the undercurrents surged with murderous intent in all directions.

As for that young man, no one cared about him. How could they care about a young man who was on the verge of death?

No matter what, this kid couldn't escape them!

"Father, mother, and master, your son will definitely avenge you!"

At this moment, the youth that no one cared about dragged his crippled body forward, step by step.

Even though this action was exceptionally laughable in the eyes of the other experts, the young man had no regrets as he walked forward resolutely.

His eyes were filled with unyielding determination!

Many experts only glanced at him, not paying him any mind.

Compared to the seriously injured and dying youth, they were more concerned about the few experts of the same cultivation level beside them.

"Bang!"

The young man took one step after another as he resolutely walked forward.

Even though he knew it was impossible, he still wanted to take that chance.

Just at this moment, the youth felt his bloodshot eyes dim, and a figure stood before him to block the attack.

"Heh, father, mother, your son is unfilial. I can't take revenge for you!"

The young man smiled sadly.

In the end, he wouldn't be able to escape death!

However, he still hadn't avenged his great vengeance, and he was still feeling indignant in his heart!

"Hehe, let me see who it is. You want to take away this young master's life? Old thief Yin Zhen, old witch Jiu Ming, or that s.l.u.t Zi Yun!"

With a bitter smile, the young man lifted his eyes and looked in front of him.

However, he suddenly froze. He had never seen this person before.

This was not to kill him, any one of those Venerable Yu Hua s.

Could it be that the nine great sects had also sent their experts over?

No.

He was certain that this person wasn't anyone from the nine great sects!

That was because the so-called Supreme Realm cultivators of the nine great sects didn't even manage to catch a glimpse of the figure in front of them.

Even the Ten Thousand Arts Saints that he had seen in the inheritances could not even compare to a billionth of this person in terms of aura!

They only saw a person holding an arrow with an indifferent gaze. Standing there, it was as though he was stepping on the heavens and the heavens, as though he was a G.o.d or a devil.

In a trance, he was like a divine being stepping on the galaxy, s.h.i.+ning even brighter than the sun and moon!