I was imprisoned by the Empress at the beginning, and I was secretly invincible

"You are... Jiang Hao... No... You are Emperor Xia?"

Seeing Jiang Hao, Jin Hailong's eyes almost popped out of his sockets, and his expression could not help but change again and again.

Originally, Yang Youji was very unfamiliar, and he thought he was some unknown force, and wanted to scare him so that he would let him go.

But he didn't expect that the person in charge of the other party was actually an old acquaintance - Emperor Xia Jiang Hao.

When the two sides met in the Bagua Gate Secret Realm, he did not take Jiang Hao seriously. If he hadn't been concerned about the Hidden Dragon Mark, he would never have handed over the Holy Dan Palace.

However, he never expected that it was such a young junior who he didn't take seriously, and not long after that, he actually caused the famous Netherworld Holy Land to fall, and Jiang Hao and Daxia became completely famous. At that time, he realized that Jiang Hao had been pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger.

At this moment, he naturally no longer had the superior mentality he had when facing Jiang Hao. Instead, he felt his legs go weak and shivered a little.

Others didn't know his background, but Jiang Hao definitely knew it.

Moreover, there were still conflicts between the two of them in the past. If Jiang Hao was really narrow-minded and wanted to settle accounts with him, he would probably be in trouble today.

"Emperor Xia, I didn't provoke you this time... Even last time, I left honestly and didn't compete with you for the Holy Dan Palace..."

Jin Hailong said nervously.

Jiang Hao looked him up and down with a smile, but he didn't take the previous incident to heart.

After all, it was just a normal confrontation. The treasure had no owner and it was all based on ability. He wouldn't hold a grudge like that.

However, there was no need to tell Jin Hailong these words. It would be better to let this guy be nervous for a while. After all, he was very arrogant at the beginning.

"Tell me, what happened today? You are a quasi-supreme master. It's too cheap to bully a young man like this?" Jiang Hao said. Jin Hailong finally understood why Jiang Hao was targeting him. He immediately turned his head to look at the brown-clothed boy. He was furious and then heard him gnashing his teeth and saying: "Emperor Xia doesn't know that this kid is not a good guy. Don't be deceived by his appearance." "In fact, the reason I chased him was because he stole my treasure when I wasn't paying attention. Yes, it was the ancient urn in his arms." "I spent a full 10 billion kilograms of holy source to buy it. I didn't expect that it was stolen by him in a blink of an eye. That's why I was so angry!" 10 billion kilograms of holy source is not a small amount for a casual cultivator like Jin Hailong. Even though he is a super strong man at the quasi-supreme level, as a casual cultivator, he has no corresponding forces under his command, and all cultivation resources must be earned by himself through hard work. Moreover, he was not one of those demons who would burn, kill, plunder, and massacre people in order to plunder resources.

Moreover, even if he burned, killed, and plundered, he could not actually rob much, because those small forces did not have much wealth at all, and as for the big forces, he could not afford to provoke them. If he killed too many people, he might attract strong men to exorcise demons and defend the way.

Therefore, it was almost impossible to easily earn a large sum of money. The life of a casual cultivator was much more miserable than imagined.

Even those seemingly free and easy bandits actually had their heads hanging on their belts, and they might be finished one day.

It was precisely because of this that Jin Hailong was so angry with the brown-clothed boy.

"Why did you steal his treasure?"

After hearing what he said, everyone present could not help but frown.

Even the Palace Master of Jukun Palace, who had originally disdained Jin Hailong, looked at the brown-clothed boy with a bad face at this time, as if he felt deceived.

Facing the gazes of so many powerful people, the brown-clothed boy was so nervous that his face turned red. However, he still gritted his teeth and defended himself: "I didn't steal his treasure. This ancient urn was originally mine!"

"You are lying. I clearly spent 1 billion catties of Holy Source to buy it! Besides, it's not that I look down on you. You deserve such a treasure. Do you have 10 million catties of Holy Source in your total assets?"

Jin Hailong immediately stepped forward and sneered.

The brown-clothed boy looked up at Jin Hailong with indignation, and then he bit his finger and let the blood drip on the ancient urn.

Without waiting for Jin Hailong to stop him, he saw that after his blood dripped on the ancient urn, a trace of mysterious luster bloomed, and dense and mysterious runes emerged.

Looking closely, these runes faintly outlined a mysterious pattern, which seemed to be an extraordinary practice method.

"This is..."

Seeing this scene, everyone present could not help but be stunned. Some things can be faked, but some things cannot be faked.

At least from the skillful movements of the young man, this ancient jar is very likely to be his.

Jin Hailong is not a fool. He keenly noticed this and could not help but be dumbfounded for a while.

But he took out the 10 billion pounds of holy source with real money and silver. How could he give it to others like this?

He could only argue to himself: "This does not mean anything. It is even possible that you sold it yourself and then wanted to steal it back. It is also possible..."

"I didn't. This ancient jar was originally mine. It was a relic left to me by my mother. It was suddenly stolen. I worked hard to find it, and then I could only steal it back. I dare to swear to heaven that if I lied to anyone, I will die without a burial place and never reincarnate! ”

The young man in brown swore to the sky with a fierce look on his face.

“…”

Jin Hailong was speechless.

Facing the strange looks of the crowd, he felt bitter in his heart and said with great grievance: “I don’t know if his ancient urn was stolen, but I did spend 10 billion catties of Holy Source to buy it from someone else. Otherwise, can I find that guy to confront him?”

He hated the guy who sold him the ancient urn.

“Okay, okay, it’s just 10 billion catties of Holy Source. There’s no need to make such a fuss. If this ancient urn was really stolen by that person, you made such a big noise, he would have run away long ago. How about this, I will give you the 10 billion catties of Holy Source?”

Jiang Hao thought for a while and said.

Jin Hailong was stunned when he heard it, but he looked at Jiang Hao and didn’t dare to ask him for the Holy Source. He could only grit his teeth and admit his defeat.

“Forget it, I’m unlucky this time. I don’t want it. "

Jiang Hao ignored him and looked at the brown-clothed boy instead.

To be precise, he looked at the ancient urn in the brown-clothed boy's hand, and a hint of doubt flashed across his face.

Then he asked, "Little brother, can you show me the ancient urn in your hand?"

The brown-clothed boy looked up at Jiang Hao and knew that he was the person in charge here. It was the other party's existence that cleared him of suspicion.

If not, once Jin Hailong caught up with him, even if Jin Hailong didn't kill him, he would probably have to pay him back today.

So he only hesitated for a moment, and quickly stepped forward and handed the ancient urn in his hand to Jiang Hao.

"Thank you!"

Jiang Hao raised his hand to take the ancient urn, and then mobilized his spiritual sense to examine it carefully.

After a moment, he vaguely discovered something, and a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes.

He took a deep breath and looked at the brown-clothed boy again: "Can you sell this ancient urn to me? 10 billion... no, 50 billion catties of holy source, how about it?"