Chapter 1015: Uninhibited and Carefree

“Dao Master!”

Shi Hao cried out, his body drenched in blood, many of his bones shattered, grievously wounded.

This time, the three thousand Dao petals had forcibly seized him away, preventing him from traveling alongside the nine sect masters. All his schemes had crumbled, and this unforeseen variable had nearly cost him his life.

Now, seeing Qi Daolin and the Undying Being arrive to rescue him, Shi Hao felt his blood surge, his eyes stinging, his heart swelling with emotion. At this critical moment, two supreme experts had stepped forward for him, standing against the assembled sect masters.

How could he not be moved? How could he not be invigorated? How could his blood not boil with fervor?!

“Good, good, good! Worthy of being the disciple I, Qi Daolin, have set my sights upon. Alone, you’ve endured until now!” Qi Daolin laughed heartily, his golden Dao robes billowing, rustling loudly as countless bone inscriptions surged forth, sweeping Shi Hao close and shielding him from harm.

“You are remarkable, stirring such commotion in the Immortal Ancient. We’ve already heard of your deeds!” The Undying Being also revealed a rare smile.

Towering over ten thousand zhang, with clouds swirling below his shoulders, he stood like a colossus between heaven and earth. Golden fur covered his body, and a pair of massive golden wings stretched from his back.

To this day, few knew what race he belonged to.

Yet, at this moment, Shi Hao faintly guessed the truth!

“Thank you for your praise, Senior!” Shi Hao bowed respectfully, his heart anything but calm. Such peerless experts had come solely to stand for him—how could he not be grateful?

“Haha, kid, you truly are extraordinary! To carve out an undefeated path in the Immortal Ancient, suppressing the disciples of all sects—far exceeding my expectations!” Qi Daolin was exhilarated.

He was genuinely overjoyed. This nominal disciple he had forcibly taken from the Celestial Immortal Academy had shone brilliantly in the Immortal Ancient, rising to prominence in a single lifetime, defeating all challengers, surpassing even his wildest hopes.

Back then, Qi Daolin had remarked that Shi Hao’s foundation was too shallow, lacking the accumulated strength of ancient freaks who had refined themselves over multiple lifetimes. His ranking, he had estimated, would be around twentieth or thirtieth.

Of course, he had deliberately understated it then, hoping to spur Shi Hao on. But even in his heart, he had expected Shi Hao to reach only around tenth place at best. Who could have predicted that Shi Hao would dominate the Immortal Ancient, standing shoulder-to-shoulder with the likes of the Ten Crown King and the Banished Immortal, hailed as the strongest?

“Excellent. Our ranks are not lonely. I believe one day you will join us, and that day will not be long or distant!” the Undying Being declared.

His voice, like thunder, shook the heavens as he stood amidst the mountains, wreathed in chaotic energy, his golden eyes blazing like lanterns, resembling a giant who had split the cosmos.

Everyone was stunned. Such words were the highest praise!

How old was Shi Hao? Barely twenty, yet the Undying Being already saw him as a future peer—such was the weight of his regard!

The Undying Being was known for his boundless arrogance, disdaining even the sect masters, fearless in defying the heavens and opposing the great sects of the upper realm.

Yet now, in his eyes, this young man carried such immense significance!

Even if Shi Hao had never achieved fame before, these words alone would have made him renowned across the world.

The vast uninhabited region surrounding the three thousand Dao petals was filled with countless cultivators, all stirred into a clamor.

They realized—Shi Hao was far more formidable than they had imagined.

With this evaluation alone, if he survived today, he would undoubtedly become one of the most terrifying rulers of the upper realm in the future.

“Are you not afraid of the wind cutting your tongue?!”

A cold snort rang out. The assembled sect masters wore dark expressions, their killing intent boundless.

“Qi Daolin, you wretch! You escaped by luck in the past, but now you’ve grown bold enough to raise your blade against us?” roared the master of the Fire Cloud Cave.

In the past, Qi Daolin had stolen techniques from a hundred schools, his talent peerless, mastering countless secret arts—especially those of the enemies of the Supreme Hall.

Later, as he rose to prominence, his deeds were exposed, causing an uproar. Many great sects across the three thousand provinces had hunted and besieged him.

Yet, Qi Daolin had survived against all odds, escaping death time and again. Now, he stood as their equal, unafraid of any power.

“Qi Daolin, you court death! Slaughtering our descendants, committing such atrocities—you alone have offended all our lineages! There will be no place for you in the three thousand provinces!” the Heavenly Clan’s guardian shouted, his face dark.

“You sought to kill my disciple. Why should I not strike back?” Qi Daolin retorted coldly. “I warned you—anyone who bullies the weak and kills my disciple, I will exterminate their entire line! Be grateful my disciple still lives!”

His words boomed like divine drums, shaking the heavens, leaving many ears ringing and bodies aching.

“Still so arrogant? The entire world will reject you!” the Netherworld Lord said icily.

“Since you insist on opposing us, you shall not leave alive today. Perish!” declared a powerhouse from the Divine Temple, a figure of immense weight and strength.

“Haha… A man must stand by his word! Whoever dares kill my disciple is my enemy! If need be, I’ll slaughter my way across the world, wiping out all your disciples!” Qi Daolin’s domineering aura was unmatched.

Even now, surrounded by sect masters, he refused to yield.

“You seek death!” growled the Demon Lord of the Fallen Devil Ridge. The death of the Fallen God’s Son at Shi Hao’s hands had filled him with hatred.

Long-standing enmity existed between the Fallen God Ridge and Qi Daolin. The Fallen God’s Son had once humiliated Qi Daolin’s two disciples, driving them away in disgrace.

Yet in this era, the Fallen God’s Son had been crushed by Shi Hao, his body shattered.

How could the Fallen God Ridge’s master not seethe with hatred? Old grudges and new grievances merged into a tide of killing intent.

“What, still not convinced? My single disciple crushed all of yours—none could stand against him!” Qi Daolin proclaimed loudly, laughing heartily. Today, he was utterly exhilarated.

Even knowing the road ahead was perilous, his mood was jubilant.

For he had learned of Shi Hao’s exploits in the Immortal Ancient—how he had dominated all sects, leaving their disciples trembling in fear. It filled Qi Daolin with unparalleled satisfaction.

“Remnant of the Supreme Hall! Your escape back then was sheer luck. You founded a pathetic excuse for a sect, yet dare show your face again? You shall not be spared!”

From the distance, a bronze palace trembled, chaotic energy surging as a middle-aged man emerged, his black hair loose, silver light flashing in his eyes, piercing souls.

Many gasped—the second-in-command of the Immortal Palace had arrived, a terrifying sect master-level powerhouse with few rivals.

“Ridiculous! Back then, your Immortal Palace joined forces with many factions just to fight my master to a draw. Without outside help, who could have slain him?!”

At this, Qi Daolin’s eyes reddened. The fall of the Supreme Hall was a deep wound in his heart.

Then he laughed again. “I have yet to fully revive the Supreme Hall, and my chances are slim. But my disciple will succeed!”

These words made the Immortal Palace’s second-in-command’s gaze turn icy, killing intent thick. He knew this youth could not be allowed to live. With three strands of immortal energy, his potential was unprecedented. Letting him survive would be an unimaginable calamity!

“Remnants, clinging to life—all shall die! The Supreme Hall has long fallen to the ashes of history!” he sneered, stepping closer.

“Haha! The Supreme Hall has its rises and falls, and glory will return! Even a single individual can stand unrivaled under heaven. I am not a true disciple of the Supreme Hall, but from today, my disciple is!” Qi Daolin declared, glaring at the sect masters. “My disciple tore your Immortal Palace’s heir to pieces and forced your ancient freak to flee for his life, only to perish. What right do you have to call us fallen? If we are weak, what does that make your Immortal Palace and all your sects?!”

Many sect masters seethed. This Qi Daolin, a mere junior, dared mock them all, leaving many humiliated.

Yet none could deny—this era’s Supreme Hall had unearthed a treasure. Shi Hao’s talent, combat prowess, and demeanor embodied the glory of a supreme sect embodied in a single individual.

All their disciples had been defeated. Words were useless now.

“Then die, foolish junior!” the Immortal Palace’s second-in-command spat, preparing to strike first.

“Brat, do you think I no longer exist? Scram! Call your master here!” Suddenly, the Undying Being roared, his voice shattering the sky, summoning gales and chaotic energy.

All were startled by his overwhelming bloodlust.

In truth, the Immortal Palace’s second-in-command was strong, but not enough to truly look down on Qi Daolin. He had merely adopted a condescending tone to demean him.

Now, the Undying Being repaid him in kind, scolding him as an elder would a junior: “When I fought your master, you were still suckling at your mother’s breast!”

The Undying Being’s rebuke was stern and domineering.

That single sentence turned the Immortal Palace deputy’s face black with humiliation.

A supreme expert of his stature, revered for eons, now mocked like a lowly whelp—it was intolerable!

“What, Unconvinced? I’ll Suppression you with one hand later!” The Undying Being She gave him a cold, hard glance.， The aura of a supreme ruler is fully displayed.。

In the distance, the The Patriarch of the Heaven-Mending Sect stood in the void, accompanied by Yue Chan and her uncle.

” The Cult Leader，will you intervene?” Yue Chan, ethereal in white, blinked her beautiful eyes as she addressed her sect’s supreme leader.

Her uncle hastily added, ” The Cult Leader，I believe we should act. That Shi Hao is no ordinary talent—even in the Immortal Ancient Era, he’d rank among the most dazzling. Aiding him now, even without recruiting him into our sect, would forge a karmic bond. A tremendous Good Karma, provided he survives.”

Yue Chan rolled her eyes hard at her uncle. Her question to the The Cult Leader had not carried that implication.

Elsewhere in the sky, the Witch stood gracefully, her Cunning and nimbleeyes glinting as she asked the截天教 The Cult Leader: ” The Cult Leader，shall we save Shi Hao?”