“Too weak.” Shi Hao stood there, gazing at the scattered bones on the reddish-brown earth, murmuring softly.
In the distance, some had witnessed this scene. As they drew near and heard his words, they were stunned—who was this person?
Even Yuan Feng was deemed too weak—how could others even survive? It was worth noting that Yuan Feng had cultivated two strands of immortal energy, making him an overwhelmingly powerful figure, unrivaled in his domain.
Shi Hao’s body was shrouded in glyphs, his true form concealed. He had no intention of revealing himself yet.
But he also didn’t want Yuan Qing to have an easy time. Thus, he carved words into the ground, leaving behind a line of bloody script, staining the characters with Yuan Feng’s blood.
The gist was this: Yuan Qing was without virtue, colluding for personal gain and nepotistically sending his descendants into the Celestial Academy. Yet, Yuan Feng was so weak, unable to withstand even a single blow.
There was no need to overthink it—if Yuan Qing learned of this, he would surely fly into a rage, his heart seething with frustration.
Yuan Feng was his most beloved grandson, uniquely gifted and held in the highest regard. Since childhood, he had been bathed in precious elixirs, tempering his divine physique to unparalleled strength.
Yuan Qing had employed secret arts to help his grandson refine his foundation, ultimately enabling him to cultivate immortal energy—a grand achievement. He had hoped Yuan Feng would rise to prominence in the Nine Heavens.
Yet now, his grandson had been effortlessly slain, his body shattered by a single punch!
Many had witnessed this, ensuring the news would spread. If Yuan Qing learned of it, he would be both shocked and furious.
To have poured his heart into nurturing his grandson, only for him to fall to a single punch—how tragic, how humiliating.
Of course, if he knew it was Shi Hao—the youth he had sought to suppress for ten years, the one he had ultimately “exiled to death”—who had struck the fatal blow, his rage would know no bounds.
The truth would come to light eventually. If Yuan Qing ever fully grasped the cause, he would surely lose his mind.
Shi Hao departed. Soon after, many arrived at the scene, shocked by the bloody message.
“Hmm, Lord Yuan Qing will be furious. His most beloved grandson has fallen in battle, and now his misdeeds are exposed, mocked so openly.”
“I wonder how Lord Yuan Qing will react when he learns of this. He shamelessly pushed his grandson into the academy, only for him to be killed shortly after.”
Discussions spread—some siding with Yuan Qing, others mocking him.
**Boom!**
The earth trembled as red-furred beasts went berserk, charging in hordes.
Even more terrifying were the colossal beasts behind them—golden ancient gods, six-winged demonic birds—marching forth with overwhelming might.
**Swoosh!**
Shi Hao punched through a golden ancient god, watching its thirty-foot-tall body collapse and dissolve back into baleful energy. He frowned—how long would this slaughter continue?
Amidst the chaos, he fought his way back to Wang Xi’s side.
The atmosphere here was tense. Wang Xi faced off against Lü Tuo, while Princess Yao Yue confronted Xuan Kun.
Around them, their followers stood ready to strike.
Of course, countless red-furred beasts and other monstrous divine fiends also surged toward them.
“You’ve arrived just in time. If battle breaks out, ensure their followers don’t form any arrays,” Wang Xi transmitted silently.
Shi Hao stood atop a boulder, poised to act. Regardless, for now, he stood with the young lady of the Wang Clan.
The battlefield was thick with tension. Though no full-scale battle had erupted, the pressure was suffocating.
Even the red-furred beasts halted their attacks, cowed by the overwhelming auras of the combatants, growling low but not daring to approach.
Lü Tuo stood with his hair loose, his presence alone seeming to suppress all under heaven. Though his appearance was refined, his aura was terrifying—an invisible force radiated from him, splitting the earth and twisting the sky!
Wang Xi, breathtakingly beautiful, wore a grave expression. Her autumn-water eyes locked onto Lü Tuo.
Above her, three strands of immortal energy manifested, transforming into blossoms that bloomed and closed in a terrifying spectacle, making the heavens and earth tremble violently.
Shi Hao was stunned. Wang Xi, usually ethereal and untouchable like a fairy, now revealed such terrifying power when provoked.
Meanwhile, Princess Yao Yue and Xuan Kun were similarly engaged. Between them, chaotic energy surged and exploded with deafening roars.
Around them, swaths of red-furred beasts were torn apart, dying instantly.
**”Kill!”**
The battle erupted. Lü Tuo clashed with Wang Xi, while Princess Yao Yue and Xuan Kun engaged in their own deadly duel.
Lü Tuo was ferocious. With a single stomp, even the ancient battlefield—renowned as the hardest ground in the immortal realm—split apart, black fissures snaking into the distance.
He took a step, and the stars seemed to shift as if he were traversing time and space, charging forward.
His target? Shi Hao!
From the outset, he sought to eliminate his enemy’s follower—swift, ruthless, and brimming with killing intent.
**Boom!**
As Lü Tuo advanced, the void shattered from his sheer might, as if a sovereign had descended to annihilate the world.
**”Bang!”**
Wang Xi intervened, blocking Shi Hao’s path. Her hands formed a seal, conjuring a radiant treasure vase that erupted with auspicious light, crashing into Lü Tuo.
The battle between the two young supremes had begun.
Elsewhere, Princess Yao Yue and Xuan Kun fought with equal ferocity, their duel a life-and-death struggle. Above their heads, the petals of the Great Dao flickered, and chaotic light shot forth like divine swords.
**”Heh…”**
A cold, mocking laugh sounded nearby.
Six of Lü Tuo’s followers approached, their killing intent palpable as they closed in on Shi Hao.
**”Kill!”**
One of them roared, his arms spreading like a roc’s wings as he lunged forward, radiant and lethal.
**”Oh?”** Shi Hao was surprised. This follower actually wielded a strand of immortal energy, which bloomed into a Great Dao flower above his head!
Simultaneously, the other five deployed array banners, seeking to trap Shi Hao.
**”Boom!”**
Shi Hao moved with blinding speed, employing the divine ability *Shrinking the Earth to an Inch* to evade the formation and meet the attacker head-on.
As he closed in, he sensed something amiss—their formation was extraordinary, likely bestowed by Lü Tuo himself. A rare and powerful array!
**”Others have fallen to you, but I fear you not. Die!”** the attacker sneered.
**”Boom!”**
Shi Hao channeled a strand of immortal energy into his fist, striking with devastating force to disrupt their formation.
The array failed to close. Like a phantom, Shi Hao weaved through their ranks, shattering their banners.
**”Kill!”**
With a roar, his right fist erupted with immortal mist, unleashing a blinding radiance as he struck the lead attacker.
**”Pfft!”**
The man was sent flying, his body mangled and blood spraying as he exploded into a pulp.
A single strike, a single kill.
**”Hmph!”**
Lü Tuo’s cold snort echoed like thunder, rupturing the void. He had unleashed a Dao Tone, intending to obliterate Shi Hao with sound alone.
In that split second, Shi Hao debated—should he feign injury to lure Lü Tuo into a fatal trap, or withstand the attack outright?
But before he could decide, Wang Xi countered with her own Dao Tone—gentle yet potent, neutralizing Lü Tuo’s assault. She shifted to block Lü Tuo’s path, preventing him from reaching Shi Hao.
**”Fall back. Stay clear of our battle,”** she transmitted.
She didn’t want Shi Hao to die needlessly. Even with two strands of immortal energy, his strength was no match for Lü Tuo. Unless one possessed three strands, engaging Lü Tuo meant instant death.
In her eyes, Shi Hao’s dual immortal energy was rare and valuable—he could still serve her in many ways.
Silently, Shi Hao retreated, biding his time.
Then—sudden chaos.
In the distance, Princess Yao Yue and Xuan Kun’s battle reached its climax. Their life-and-death struggle shook the heavens, their techniques tearing through the firmament.
Entwined like twin comets, they streaked across the battlefield—only to abruptly divert their assault, hurtling toward Lü Tuo and Wang Xi with devastating force!
Shi Hao’s eyes narrowed. **”They weren’t fighting to the death—they were conspiring! Three have secretly allied to eliminate one. Who will fall?”**
The situation had escalated beyond expectation.
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