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The Northern Cold Quasi-Sage and the others finally reacted, glaring at Xu Ming: “It’s you!?”

Xu Ming smiled without saying a word.

Clap!!

Another crisp and loud slap.

“It’s you! It’s definitely you!!” The Northern Cold Quasi-Sage was both shocked and angry, “You dare slap me in the Ancient Cultivator Holy City? — Wait! Why are you okay?”

“You…”

“Xu Ming, you are going too far!”

“Xu Ming, you dare to slap me; try slapping me again!” The Forge Universe Quasi-Sage, used to being arrogant, blurted out after realizing he was slapped by Xu Ming.

Try slapping him again?

Xu Ming was truly stunned — there were actually such perverted requests?

Could Xu Ming not satisfy them?

Xu Ming didn't make any movements with his hands, but… the bizarre slaps descended once again! This time, it wasn't just one slap, but…

Clap clap clap clap clap…

A series of uniform slaps!

The Northern Cold Quasi-Sage's entire face, it was unknown whether it was red from being slapped or red from anger: “You…”

“You what!? You still dare to attack me?” Xu Ming was actually looking forward to the Northern Cold Quasi-Sage attacking in anger; in that case, the Northern Cold Quasi-Sage might be suppressed or killed by the city's protective formation — that would be fun!

“Aren't you going to make way for me?” Xu Ming sneered disdainfully, “How long do you want to be slapped for!?”

“Make way!?” Although the Northern Cold Quasi-Sage didn't dare to attack, he was very stubborn, “No way!!”

No way?

Xu Ming was immediately amused.

Clap clap clap clap clap…

Half an hour later…

The Northern Cold Quasi-Sage didn't know how many slaps he had endured, and finally couldn't continue to be stubborn; filled with humiliation, he retreated to the side. The sound of slaps on his face immediately stopped.

“Wouldn't it have been better to make way earlier? Did you have to be slapped so many times before you were willing to make way?” Xu Ming sneered and strode away.

The Northern Cold Quasi-Sage wanted to cry but had no tears — yes! If he had made way earlier, he wouldn't have had to be slapped, right? Now, not only had he been slapped and lost face; but also, he hadn't gained any benefits.

The Northern Cold Quasi-Sage and the others even felt that they had deliberately gone up to be slapped.

…

Xu Ming and Ghost Lock Quasi-Sage flew side by side in the Ancient Cultivator Holy City.

Ghost Lock Quasi-Sage's expression was a little strange: “Xu Ming, your strength…”

Ghost Lock Quasi-Sage was completely shocked by Xu Ming's strength.

Just as Xu Ming was about to explain, Ghost Lock Quasi-Sage's expression suddenly changed slightly.

“What's wrong?” Xu Ming noticed Ghost Lock Quasi-Sage's abnormality and couldn't help asking.

Ghost Lock Quasi-Sage looked at Xu Ming and said solemnly: “Saint Heavenly Remote just sent me a voice transmission! Saying… to take you over!”

Saint Heavenly Remote!

The founder of the Ancient Cultivator school!

Moreover, an ancient existence that was born in the Divine Realm when the heavens and earth were first created!

“Oh?” Xu Ming was slightly startled, but not very surprised — with his current strength and potential, being summoned by a Saint was not strange.

“I don't know… what Saint Heavenly Remote wants to see me for…”

Just as Xu Ming was thinking, a vortex suddenly appeared in the space in front of him.

Ghost Lock Quasi-Sage directly took Xu Ming and flew into the vortex.

…

This empty space was filled with a vast expanse of white mist.

Xu Ming came out from the other end of the vortex and directly appeared in this mist.

“Hmm?” Xu Ming was a little strange as soon as he came out.

Because…

He sensed a… divine power aura from these mists!

“Divine power, isn't it something that should only be on gods? Why do these mists also have the aura of divine power?” However, Xu Ming didn't think too much about it; after all, this was Saint Heavenly Remote's place of seclusion; it wasn't surprising that there were some peculiarities.

At this time, Ghost Lock Quasi-Sage directly bowed slightly to the white mist: “Saint Heavenly Remote!”

“Hmm?” Xu Ming looked suspiciously in the direction of Ghost Lock Quasi-Sage's bow, but didn't see any figure there.

Xu Ming couldn't help but wonder — where was Saint Heavenly Remote? Why couldn't he see him?

Seeing Xu Ming in a daze, Ghost Lock Quasi-Sage quickly explained: “Xu Ming, this white mist is Saint Heavenly Remote!”

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“What!?” Xu Ming's eyes widened as he looked at the white mist around him.

“Hahahaha…” At this moment, the boundless white mist trembled, emitting laughter, “That's right, I am Heavenly Remote!!”

“Uh…” Xu Ming was a little confused — Saint Heavenly Remote's divine body was actually a large ball of white mist?

Xu Ming had really never seen such a divine body before.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The white mist surged.

Soon, a very ordinary white figure condensed in the white mist.

However, Xu Ming could see that this white figure didn't seem to have much fighting power. Moreover, there wasn't much pressure in the entire white mist.

“Let's use this appearance to communicate with you!” The white figure was Saint Heavenly Remote, “Xu Ming, I've finally met you!”

Judging from Saint Heavenly Remote's tone, he should have made some preparations before summoning Xu Ming.

“I am very fortunate to be able to meet Saint Heavenly Remote!” Xu Ming cupped his hands.

“Haha…” Saint Heavenly Remote laughed happily, “No no no! It should be said that I am very fortunate to be able to see a super genius like you appear in the Divine Realm!”

Saint Heavenly Remote had roamed the endless chaos and knew that even in the endless chaos, it was difficult to see a super genius like Xu Ming.

“Xu Ming, you must be very curious as to why my appearance is a cloud of mist, right?” Saint Heavenly Remote smiled.

“Hmm!” Xu Ming nodded truthfully.

He was indeed very curious.

“This is because…” Saint Heavenly Remote's expression contained loneliness, persistence, and madness, “This is because I have embarked on the most difficult cultivation path! — This is a path of madness!”

A path of madness?

Xu Ming was very curious as to what kind of crazy cultivation path could turn a Saint into what he was now!

Saint Heavenly Remote continued, “Walking on this path… either transcends other mediocre Saints and becomes an incomparably extraordinary existence; or like me now, neither human nor ghost, neither dead nor alive!”

Saint Heavenly Remote had almost no fighting power left! If he didn't rely on the power of the origin of the Ancient Cultivator Holy Land, his strength would probably be inferior to an ordinary Dominator.

It was precisely because of this that Saint Heavenly Remote had never appeared in the Divine Realm for endless years — of course, even if he wanted to go to the Divine Realm, it would be very inconvenient for him to be in such a misty state.

Xu Ming couldn't help but ask: “Saint Heavenly Remote, may I ask what you have cultivated…?”

Saint Heavenly Remote's expression was complicated, and he said: “I have simultaneously cultivated the Ancient Cultivator school, the Heavenly Dao school, the Luck school, and the Faith school, and… I want to merge these four schools into one!!”