On all sides, people surrounded him. With mighty sect masters standing guard, Shi Hao found himself in a desperate situation—how could he possibly escape?
*Whoosh!*
From another direction, radiant light surged like a long river, accompanied by fragments of ten thousand dao principles and turbulent primordial chaos energy, eliciting gasps from the crowd.
“A sapling of the World Tree!”
Even the sect masters felt their hearts burn with greed. Some rushed forward eagerly, recognizing it as the Ten Crown King.
But then, the heavens and earth shattered as a terrifying passage tore open. The Ten Crown King, wielding the small tree, pierced through the blockade and attempted to flee.
The sapling was terrifying—its emanating dao principles were no weaker than Ning Chuan’s True Immortal hand bone, making even the sect masters wary.
Most crucially, the World Tree sapling could dismantle formations, and the Ten Crown King was actually breaking through!
“You won’t escape!” someone roared as a massive, furry claw descended, attempting to seize the sapling by force.
“The master of the Beast Sea!” someone exclaimed in shock.
It was the Lord of Ten Thousand Beasts, an immensely powerful figure who had also come, setting his sights on the World Tree sapling.
“Heh, what if I wish to take him away?” someone sneered. A pristine white stone bridge materialized, spanning dozens of formations in an instant, its gentle power lifting the Ten Crown King onto it.
“An Imperial Clan!” someone gasped.
It was a member of the current era’s Imperial Clan, appearing so abruptly and effortlessly taking the Ten Crown King away—clearly, they had a close relationship.
“Could it be… the Ten Crown King hails from an Imperial Clan?!”
With a flash, the stone bridge vanished as swiftly as it had appeared. Even if someone wanted to stop it, they couldn’t—it was too fast.
But who would dare provoke them? The Imperial Clans of this era represented one of the most formidable forces in existence!
Even the Lord of the Beast Sea, a sect master hailed as the Supreme among Beasts, did not pursue.
“What a pity. The World Tree sapling, taken just like that. But only an Imperial Clan could safeguard it—ordinary factions wouldn’t stand a chance.”
The crowd sighed in frustration.
Soon after, the sect masters in the area refocused their attention on Shi Hao.
“Enough talk, brat. Hand over the Jade Dao Scripture first, and I’ll grant you a swift death!” an elder from the Fire Cloud Cave said coldly.
It was humiliation. With his strength, he could easily suppress Shi Hao and take the immortal scripture by force, yet he demanded submission.
“Old fool, don’t flaunt your age. Back in the Immortal Ancient, I encountered plenty of Fire Cloud Cave disciples—weaklings who thought themselves invincible, boasting about suppressing the descendants of the Sinful Bloodline. Pathetic!”
Shi Hao would not yield or retreat. Even if he groveled, they would never spare him.
Especially factions like the Fire Cloud Cave, the Ancient Immortal Valley, the Luofu True Valley, and the Demon Dragon Path Sect—the oldest and most powerful orthodoxies, united in suppressing the Sinful Bloodline.
There was no way they would let him go now!
“Amusing. A mere Divine King, thinking his talent alone makes him invincible? You’re far from it!”
At that moment, an elder from the Demon Dragon Path Sect couldn’t wait any longer. He struck first, his palm descending like an elder disciplining an unworthy descendant.
“Go easy, fellow Daoist. Don’t kill him too quickly,” the Heavenly Clan’s Guardian said.
*Boom!*
Shi Hao raised the Myriad Spirit Diagram in defense.
Instantly, countless beasts and divine birds surged forth, blocking the attack.
“Oh? What treasure is this? Such formidable defense!” someone exclaimed in astonishment, their greed flaring.
“Hand it over!” The Heavenly Clan’s Guardian extended a withered hand, grasping at Shi Hao as if plucking a chick from a nest.
“Scram!”
Shi Hao roared, summoning the Reverse Dragon Scale with his other hand.
*Whoosh!*
A dragon’s shadow soared, its holy light eclipsing the sun!
A violent tremor erupted before Shi Hao. If not for the Myriad Spirit Diagram’s protection, he would have been crushed instantly.
“Don’t damage my Netherworld’s divine corpse!” the Nether Lord said coldly from atop a bone mountain in the void.
To him, Shi Hao was already a corpse, destined to be buried in the underworld—a vessel for a future awakening of a supreme being with three immortal auras.
“So you’re Huang?” a voice thundered as a middle-aged man from the Divine Temple arrived, exuding divine majesty as if he were the ruler of gods.
“I killed the Ancient Sacred Son. If you want revenge, come at me shamelessly!” Shi Hao retorted bluntly. Even surrounded by sect masters, he showed no fear or submission.
Even if he cowered, it wouldn’t save him. Better to act with conviction than live in regret.
“Bold words. It’s been years since anyone dared speak to me like this,” the Divine Temple’s expert said icily.
Shi Hao sighed inwardly. Plans had changed. He had already secured the support of nine sect masters to escort him out of the Immortal Ancient, only to be whisked away by the immortal petals.
Now, trapped in this dire situation, how could he escape?
Without the World Tree sapling, breaking through the formations was nearly impossible.
The Myriad Spirit Diagram, though extraordinary, could only defend passively.
“If I’m not mistaken, this is a fragment of the Primordial True Solution—the Myriad Spirit Diagram,” the Western Sect’s master declared, his golden body radiating solemnity.
“So it’s this treasure! Excellent!” someone laughed. “He possesses the Myriad Spirit Diagram, an immortal seed, the Jade Scripture, the Great Luo Immortal Sword, and even his corpse is coveted by the Nether Clan. Plenty to go around!”
“Enough delays. Send him on his way!” The Heavenly Clan’s Guardian struck again, fearing complications.
*Boom!*
Several massive hands descended, pressing down on Shi Hao.
The Myriad Spirit Diagram glowed, summoning ancient beasts and divine birds to tear through the heavens and resist the assault.
*Cough!*
Blood sprayed from Shi Hao’s mouth as he nearly exploded on the spot.
Despite the diagram’s power, he was no match for multiple sect masters. The overwhelming pressure left him severely wounded.
*Whoosh!*
Shi Hao transformed into a streak of light, fleeing with the diagram’s protection, carving a path through the void.
But formations flared, cutting off his escape.
Behind him, the sect masters remained calm, certain he had no chance.
*Boom!*
The Nether Lord struck, his pale hand wreathed in black mist, shattering the sky and sending Shi Hao flying, blood gushing from his mouth.
“Impressive. His physique is the strongest I’ve seen at his level. He’ll make a peerless corpse,” the Nether Lord remarked casually, as if appraising goods.
“Enough games. Finish him before he causes trouble,” an elder from the Luofu True Valley said coldly.
*Boom!*
Another palm strike shattered the heavens. Only the Myriad Spirit Diagram’s light kept Shi Hao from being pulverized.
*Cough!*
He spat blood, his body sent flying once more.
Furious, Shi Hao summoned an ancient talisman—one of the mysterious relics he had found in the ruins of the Three-Life Copper Coffin.
*Whoosh!*
A blinding divine light erupted, piercing through the Luofu True Valley elder, leaving him bloodied and howling.
“What?!”
The crowd was stunned. A mere junior had grievously wounded a renowned sect master!
Shi Hao, too, was shocked. The talisman had cracked after one use.
“Careless, fellow Daoist. Kill him quickly!” the Heavenly Clan’s Guardian urged.
*Boom!*
The Divine Temple’s expert unleashed the *Scripture of Nine Heavens and Ten Earths*, its divine resonance shaking Shi Hao until blood streamed from his orifices.
As Shi Hao prepared to use the talisman again, others attacked, eager to seize his treasures.
Overwhelmed, Shi Hao was on the brink of death.
*Thud!*
His body was sent flying, drenched in blood.
*Clang!*
Invisible sword energy from the Sword Valley expert left his body riddled with cracks.
*Cough!*
The Heavenly Clan’s Guardian laughed, his ox horns glowing as they shattered Shi Hao’s bones.
The Netherworld, Beast Sea, Sun God Palace, and Demon Sunflower Garden all took turns testing Shi Hao and his treasures.
“The Myriad Spirit Diagram is priceless. I’ll take nothing else but this bone!” someone declared.
Its value was undeniable—it had kept a mere Saint Sacrifice cultivator alive against impossible odds.
*Boom!*
Another punch sent Shi Hao flying.
*Cough!*
Blood spilled from his lips.
Suddenly, violent tremors shook the sky as countless figures rained down like dumplings.
“What?! That’s Ming Han!”
“No—my clan’s prodigy!”
The sect masters erupted in fury. The corpses falling from the sky were their descendants!
Who dared provoke them all at once?
Then, a golden-robed elder descended, his hair white as snow, his demeanor dignified.
“Qi Daolin!” someone snarled, recognizing the infamous sect master.
“Indeed, it’s me,” Qi Daolin scanned the crowd. “Did you forget my warning? Whoever dares kill my disciple, I will exterminate their elite descendants!”
His voice was domineering, his gaze piercing.
“You dare show your face alone?!” a voice boomed from a distant bronze immortal palace.
“And me!”
Golden wings blotted out the sky as a towering figure emerged, wreathed in chaos energy.
“The Undying Being!” the crowd gasped.
“I warned you—harm Huang, and I slaughter your kin!” the Undying Being roared with world-shaking authority.
He opened his palm, releasing the corpses of Heavenly Gods—elites from various sects, slain moments ago.
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