The Immortal Battlefield, a place where true immortals once clashed. Even after an entire epoch, that ancient land still holds countless mysteries.
Even stranger, mysterious creatures have been sighted there!
Over the years, since its discovery and excavation, countless cultivators have journeyed there annually to explore its depths.
“There, one can find immortal scriptures, bizarre creatures—sometimes the battlefield is peaceful, other times it is lethally dangerous,” Wang Xi described.
It was a sealed remnant of the past, filled with unsolved enigmas. Whether a powerhouse or an ordinary cultivator ventured in, all might find their own destined fortune.
Of course, danger always followed!
Shi Hao was deeply intrigued and asked many questions, especially after learning that peculiar creatures dwelled there. He sought every detail.
“Those creatures are bizarre, as if they don’t belong to the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths,” Wang Xi said.
“Not from our side? Could they be visitors from the Other Shore?” Shi Hao was astonished.
“I suspect… that place might be like the Borderlands, connected to another world!” Wang Xi speculated.
There were spatial rifts in that land. Though some had tried to breach them without success, it only deepened the suspicion that the place was extraordinary.
“Fascinating!” Shi Hao nodded.
“Focus on your cultivation. Soon, we may set out,” Wang Xi advised, glancing at the Vajra Bracelet on his head. Though she referred to him as a “fellow Daoist,” with that artifact binding him, she considered him a follower.
“Do you have any scriptures or cultivation notes here?” Shi Hao asked without hesitation.
He knew that upon entering the Heavenly Deity Institution, true prodigies could access many secret cultivation manuals, including immortal scriptures.
“The institution possesses immortal scriptures, but I haven’t had the chance to study them yet,” Wang Xi replied, her jade-like face radiating an otherworldly charm.
Her words were undeniably tempting, especially since she was usually reserved.
Shi Hao had come precisely for cultivation—how could he not be moved?
“To obtain immortal scriptures, one must earn merits by completing tasks assigned by the institution. Consider it a test for us,” Wang Xi explained further.
Shi Hao nodded, learning that the expedition to the Immortal Battlefield was also a trial for these geniuses, a measure of their prowess.
Wang Xi took it seriously. As one of the institution’s top disciples, she wouldn’t miss this chance to shine.
“Show me the immortal scriptures later, and I’ll help you eliminate a group of rivals!” Shi Hao grinned, eyes gleaming with intent.
He had no qualms about slaughter—like the Feng Clan. If they were confirmed to have instigated Yuan Qing, he wouldn’t hesitate to kill Feng Xingtian on that battlefield.
As for Yuan Qing’s descendant? That was an even clearer target.
The thought ignited a fire in Shi Hao’s heart. Finally, he would clash with the Heavenly Deity Institution’s supreme geniuses and gauge their strength.
Of course, in that ancient battlefield, he would also encounter old rivals like the Ten Crown King, the Banished Immortal, and Ning Chuan.
Prodigies like Princess Yao Yue and Lü Tuo were bound to make their moves, their brilliance illuminating the battlefield in fierce battles.
“I have some scriptures borrowed from the institution. Though not immortal texts, they’re precious, especially with insights from past sages. You may study them,” Wang Xi offered.
She handed him rare manuals—some carved on bone, others on jade—that had to be returned promptly.
Shi Hao examined them closely, recognizing their value. These were originals, retaining the purest essence and fragmented spiritual imprints of their creators.
Not mere copies, they contained the most refined wisdom.
He pored over them meticulously. One scripture detailed the connection between hand seals and the heavens, another focused on nurturing the primordial spirit, while an ancient tome recorded legendary battles of the past.
Shi Hao absorbed them all, feeling as if he could glimpse the minds of those ancient sages.
“Ah, this one is excellent—it discusses creating new techniques. Truly enlightening,” Shi Hao murmured, studying a fragment of bone intently.
The jade book contained two scripts: the original, belonging to the Immortal Ancient Era, and bone inscriptions added by later generations.
As he read, he felt a stirring in his heart. Long ago, someone had lamented the need for a new cultivation system—one powerful enough to resist their enemies and avert another Immortal Ancient catastrophe.
After a long silence, Shi Hao sighed softly. “One day, will I be able to forge a new path of cultivation?”
“Oh? You aspire to that?” Wang Xi was surprised. “The institution encourages us to explore new paths. Those who make initial breakthroughs will receive full support.”
“What rewards does the institution offer?” Shi Hao asked.
“If you can lay the foundation for a new system, all its scriptures—including the rarest immortal texts—will be open to you,” Wang Xi replied.
Beyond that, the institution would spare no resources—divine medicines, phoenix blood—to nurture such a talent.
Shi Hao was stunned. “The institution is that desperate?”
Wang Xi’s beautiful face turned solemn. “Our current system has been deciphered by *those beings*. We must innovate.”
*Those beings*—the enemies? A weight settled in Shi Hao’s chest.
Though he tried to stay relaxed, the tension of an impending apocalyptic war loomed over him.
Soon, Shi Hao returned to studying the bone texts Wang Xi had provided.
One particularly caught his eye—a method to temper the body and spirit using supreme true blood.
“Perfect. I can use this,” he mused, nodding as he read. He still had some phoenix blood on hand.
The text prescribed specific herbs to enhance the blood’s effects.
“My phoenix blood may be limited, but with these herbs, it should suffice,” Shi Hao said.
Outside, clamor arose—another challenger had arrived.
Predictably, Shi Hao emerged victorious once more, earning another portion of ancient phoenix blood. He grinned, welcoming further challenges.
In the following days, frustrated disciples roused their secluded seniors to suppress Shi Hao.
When a cultivator with two strands of immortal qi emerged—only to fall to Shi Hao—even Wang Xi was shocked. The fact that he hadn’t even used his own immortal qi made his dominance among peers downright absurd.
After several more bouts, Shi Hao amassed fourteen portions of phoenix blood!
Eventually, challengers dwindled. His consecutive victories, claiming so much precious blood, left many resentful—and others covetous, scheming to seize it.
Shi Hao considered visiting Qing Yi, Cao Yusheng, Chang Gongyan, and the little rabbit, but held back, knowing he might soon face Feng Xingtian and others in battle.
“I have six more portions of phoenix blood. Take them,” Wang Xi suddenly offered in her cave abode, presenting an extravagant gift.
Six fist-sized crystals, radiant and crimson, sealed with dazzling phoenix blood.
Shi Hao was taken aback. The Vajra Bracelet’s constraint had left him resentful toward the Wang Clan, yet here was Wang Xi, gifting him such treasures.
“Don’t think this means I’ll marry into the Wang Clan. At most, you could marry into *mine*,” he quipped.
Su Lan and Chen Nuo, who had just entered to report, nearly stumbled. What madness was this?
Wang Xi’s expression froze before settling into icy detachment. She knew he was just being provocatively foolish again.
“Focus on improving your strength. In that battlefield, I’ll need your help against Lü Tuo, Yao Yue, Xuan Kun, and their factions,” she said coolly.
To secure the institution’s rewards and support, she needed a stellar performance—and Shi Hao’s unparalleled combat prowess.
Somehow, she sensed that among those without three strands of immortal qi, Shi Hao might be unmatched.
“You two, fetch these herbs from the institution’s treasury,” Wang Xi ordered, handing her token to Su Lan and Chen Nuo.
Shi Hao realized these were the herbs needed to refine the phoenix blood. Wang Xi was going all out to aid him.
Clearly, the struggle in the Immortal Battlefield would be monumental—a clash of the strongest. Wang Xi was leaving nothing to chance.
Ten days later, a stone chamber deep within the cave abode cracked open, erupting with radiant light and auspicious hues.
Above Shi Hao’s head, a second Dao Flower bloomed—resplendent, dazzling, exuding an overwhelming aura of the Great Dao.
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