Shi Hao and the Enchantress set off together, heading toward the final Forbidden City.
Legend had it that it was an Imperial City, grand and majestic, suppressing the borderlands and safeguarding the peace of the Three Thousand Provinces!
Yet, such tales were scarcely known in the Three Thousand Provinces. Shi Hao and the Enchantress only heard of them after venturing deep into the forbidden lands, where countless legends swirled.
“Woo…”
Before an endless expanse of ocean, an eerie sound resonated, causing all creatures to tremble in fear. Even the ferocious beasts along the path knelt on the ground in submission.
This was the heart of the forbidden zone—yet there was a sea here, its azure waves stretching beyond the horizon.
A conch emerged from the sea, resonating on its own, sending ripples through the waters. The undulating waves surged skyward, shaking the heavens.
“What kind of conch is that?” Shi Hao was astonished from afar. Even he felt his body tremble slightly, as if losing control.
Then, his shock deepened. The sky shattered, the earth collapsed, and divine beasts and fierce birds in the void wailed as they plummeted, stirring endless storms.
The scene was incomprehensible, defying all logic!
“That is a war horn. Once blown, the heavens crumble, the earth splits, and even the sun and moon can be destroyed,” the Enchantress explained.
Shi Hao frowned, activating his Heavenly Eye. He realized the spectacle in the sea was merely an imprint of the past, not a current event. He exhaled in relief.
“During the war of the previous era, when the horn sounded, this was the sight—mountains collapsing, tsunamis rising, and galaxies trembling,” the Enchantress said, recalling records she had seen on ancient bone scriptures.
Moreover, such conch horns were not just one or two. One could imagine the scene—horns blaring across the heavens, shaking the cosmos.
And that was merely the prelude, not the true war.
How terrifying would the real battle be, with the clashes of the undying? It was unimaginable. No wonder a once-perfect world was shattered into the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
“The great war is truly approaching. The self-resonating imprint of the horn means that day is not far. This world may repeat the tragedy of the Immortal Ancient Era.”
Whoosh!
Suddenly, countless sword beams erupted from the sea, each one splitting the heavens and earth, their radiance vast and eternal.
This was no mere imprint—it was a real attack!
Shi Hao and the Enchantress swiftly retreated, evading the furious sea. The sword beams grazed past them, shearing off entire mountain ranges.
Above, countless sword energies tore through the sky, and meteors plummeted from the void.
What kind of place was this?
The two exchanged glances, hearts pounding. Had they been slower, they would have been reduced to ashes.
“Perhaps fragments of immortal artifacts are buried in this sea, occasionally awakening and causing this phenomenon,” they speculated.
After all, having witnessed the conch horn’s imprint, they knew this must have been a battlefield in the past. Remnants of weapons left behind made this seem less unusual.
This sea was impassable. Later, when they passed a city and inquired, the locals confirmed it was indeed an ancient battlefield.
Strange phenomena plagued the sea, and few could cross safely. Even sect masters would perish, unable to withstand a single transcendent sword strike.
Deep in the forbidden zone, cities were few, but each was unique and astonishing, housing countless powerful experts.
The sea stretched endlessly. Shi Hao and the Enchantress skirted its shores for half a month without reaching its end, encountering dangers along the way.
Days passed, and they faced multiple perils but survived each time.
In truth, even the descendants of ancient peerless experts dwelling in the forbidden depths rarely undertook such long journeys. The deeper one ventured, the clearer the dangers became.
Finally bypassing the sea, they hastened forward with a single goal—the so-called Imperial Forbidden City.
Only there could they enter the Celestial Academy, further their cultivation, and rise to greater heights.
“Did the three Supreme beings take a special path to reach it already?”
“They must have ancient teleportation arrays linked to that city. I suspect they’ve long since entered.”
Shi Hao and the Enchantress speculated.
Along the way, they traveled day and night, yet the city remained elusive.
They even wondered if they had strayed from the correct path.
Only upon reaching another ancient city did they confirm they were still on track—just not yet arrived.
“Will we be the first to arrive?” Shi Hao asked.
“Hard to say. I overtook you effortlessly. Others might have stumbled upon teleportation arrays and reached it already,” the Enchantress replied.
Shi Hao nodded. Sometimes, luck was part of strength.
Having come this far, they pressed on boldly. Soon, they encountered a crimson expanse, vast and boundless.
Was this another sea?!
Stunned, they gazed at the churning red waves, heat rolling toward them like a furnace.
Here, no vegetation or mountains remained—only scorching, ancient land.
It was magma—but vast as an ocean, endless and blood-red.
“Where have we come to?” They were astounded. A magma lake was one thing, but this was a sea!
This time, they did not detour. A broken stele nearby bore inscriptions: no great peril lay here, only potential opportunities.
They soared over the magma at high speed.
Boom!
A colossal beast surged from the molten depths, its fiery body lashing out at them.
A fish!
A gigantic crimson fish with golden streaks, as large as a hill, swam through the magma.
“Jackpot!”
Shi Hao recognized it—a Solar Fish, rich in divine essence, a rare creature.
But it was already a Heavenly God, evading his grasp by shrinking and vanishing into the magma.
Frowning, Shi Hao probed the depths but found nothing.
“Strange. Residual formations block my divine sense.”
“The stele said no great peril—implying some danger remains. Unless it was left by an unfathomable being,” the Enchantress mused.
They exchanged wary glances. If a supreme expert deemed it safe, it might still be deadly for others.
“We’re already here. No turning back. Even if danger arises, we can handle it—or flee,” the Enchantress said, half-serious, half-smirking.
Shi Hao agreed, and they sped onward.
Days later, a skeletal claw, pale and enormous, shattered the void, reaching for them.
Their hearts raced as they evaded, barely escaping.
This skeleton was terrifying—even sect masters would struggle against it.
Yet it had no true consciousness, only a faint soul flicker in its skull.
Its power came from its sheer size—100,000 zhang tall, standing in the magma, aimlessly grasping.
Boom!
The skeleton’s might shattered the heavens.
“Restrain!”
The Enchantress unleashed her Stone Pearl, halting the skeletal hand.
“This must be a creature slain in the Immortal Ancient War. Its bones alone can crush Heavenly Gods. Imagine its power in life,” she said.
Luckily, the Soul-Suppressing Pearl worked. The skeleton stared at it, then slowly sank back into the magma.
“After eons, its bones remain indestructible. Astonishing!” Shi Hao marveled.
Later, they spotted a reef in the magma, inscribed with ancient warnings:
“Imperial Bone Sea.”
Ahead lay danger—the resting place of ancient supreme beings, their skeletons buried within.
“Emperors—perhaps immortals, perhaps still striving in the mortal world. Those who bear the title ‘Emperor’ are the strongest of their lineage,” the Enchantress said, recalling texts from the Interception Sect’s archives.
This “Emperor” was no mortal ruler, but a sovereign of the cultivation path.
“An Imperial Bone Burial Zone—are there emperors interred here?”
They halted, wary of trespassing.
Shi Hao’s Heavenly Eye glimpsed skeletons beneath the magma—more terrifying than the 100,000-zhang one.
One sat cross-legged, not large but radiant as the sun.
From its skull, remnant blood qi erupted—
“By the heavens!”
The Enchantress gasped as the blood qi pierced the sky, felling stars.
They were stunned.
Was this the might of an emperor? Even in death, their remnants held such power!
“These emperors died in battle,” the Enchantress stated firmly.
Shi Hao fell silent. The ancient war’s brutality was beyond words.
An emperor was the strongest of a lineage across ages—some immortal, some still striving. All were legends.
Yet here they lay, not just one, but many.
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