In the field, a group of people stared at him. This guy seemed a bit uncanny—could he truly be a supreme expert?
No matter what, people refused to believe he could slay a Void Beast. It defied logic and was simply unrealistic.
Void Beasts fused with heaven and earth, and even in defeat, they could escape—they weren’t supposed to be killed.
“Body cultivator!” someone suddenly spoke, revealing Shi Hao’s true reliance.
Everyone was stunned. Some opened their Heavenly Eyes, scrutinizing him carefully, confirming that he only had two strands of immortal energy—no hidden “third strand” was detected.
At the same time, they noticed a unique luster on Shi Hao’s body, a sign of flesh and blood reaching supreme strength, transcending the mundane and entering the sacred!
“The highest achievement among body cultivators below the Heavenly Deity Realm!” someone gasped, immediately recognizing his current state.
Shi Hao’s flesh and blood were crystalline, flawless like jade. In a way, they surpassed even the most immaculate fairy maidens present.
His body had reached the pinnacle possible for his level, even surpassing the extreme. The so-called “Indestructible Vajra Body” or “Golden Body of Six Feet” of ancient monks wouldn’t surpass him.
This was the ancient art of—Body Technique!
Some cultivated spells, others refined their bodies. But the latter path was incomparably arduous, nearly impossible to reach the end, let alone achieve the supreme Dao.
There were countless treasure techniques, all manifestations of spell cultivation—flourishing and prosperous. Many great figures of the past had ascended through them, reaching the peak of their lives.
Yet, few body cultivators achieved greatness. This path was too rugged, narrow beyond measure—how many could walk it to the end?
To cultivate the Body Technique, one had to forge the strongest physique, enduring unimaginable hardships, climbing step by step, each stride demanding immense sacrifice.
For example, one needed divine medicines to temper bones and tendons, longevity herbs to refine bloodlines, and even the blood of immortal spirits to cleanse marrow and reshape meridians!
How could ordinary people obtain such things?
Just the difficulty of body cultivation alone was immense, and the required resources made the path nearly impassable.
Even if one barely gathered these supreme treasures and possessed transcendent talent, failures far outnumbered successes—nine out of ten prodigies would eventually abandon the path.
Thus, even if longevity clans gathered the materials, few disciples would dare tread this road.
“He truly is a body cultivator, and he succeeded!” someone sighed.
Everyone stared at Shi Hao, observing him intently. As he tensed his body in vigilance, his formidable physique was displayed in full.
Around him, the essence of heaven and earth surged spontaneously, nourishing his body—a sign of flesh ascending to immortality, stepping onto the path of indestructibility. Was this already manifesting?
People could only marvel—once a body cultivator achieved success, they truly were terrifyingly overpowered!
Princess Yaoyue’s eyes sparkled, her gaze flickering with fascination as she scrutinized Shi Hao up and down. Finally, she smiled bewitchingly and said, “No wonder Wang Xi treats you like a treasure. A body cultivator, huh? Quite sturdy. Looks refined, but actually very robust—a fine man indeed.”
She was clearly teasing, deliberately mocking her rival.
Wang Xi immediately glared at her. “If you want this treasure, I’ll lend him to you.” Realizing her slip, she blushed slightly and corrected, “No, I’ll give him to you. I don’t want him!”
“Tsk tsk, such a refined yet powerfully built body cultivator is rare. You really don’t want him?” Princess Yaoyue continued to jest.
Hearing their exchange, the crowd was speechless. These two rival fairies were actually speaking like this.
“His Body Technique has reached the extreme—no wonder he’s so strong. Earlier, he used his advantage to close the distance instantly and slay that three-headed, six-armed creature. Impressive!”
“Against someone like him, don’t let him get close. Otherwise, a single exchange could tear your body apart!”
Some murmured, mostly beings from the other realm.
Shi Hao’s lips parted slightly as if he wanted to say something, but he closed them again. Let them misunderstand.
Since when was he a body cultivator?
But upon reflection, it wasn’t entirely wrong. His physique indeed matched the traits of a body cultivator—he had refined his flesh to the extreme, surpassing the mundane.
Given his current achievements in Body Technique, he was a supreme expert in this field, standing at the forefront of the Heavenly Deity Realm.
“What’s wrong with being a body cultivator? If you’re not convinced, come at me—I’ll chop you all down!” Shi Hao finally spoke again, smirking arrogantly.
Everyone stared at him, feeling something was off, something awkward.
“They say sixteen is the most charming age for a beauty, but this guy looks like a twenty-three-year-old with too much joy!”
Someone muttered disdainfully.
Many nodded in agreement. This guy seemed a bit foolish, overly cheerful, like a newborn calf unafraid of tigers.
Who was he challenging? Those present were cultivators from the other realm—powerful beings, many with three strands of immortal energy!
“You, the brat in white robes—what are you glaring at? Come here, I’ll kick your ass!”
Shi Hao targeted the youth who had been fighting Wang Xi, as they had exchanged words earlier.
The white-robed youth was a peerless genius, now deeply annoyed. Why was this guy fixated on him? Just because he had scoffed and sneered a few times?
He felt that bickering like this was beneath him, especially with someone he deemed a “twenty-three-year-old.” Was this guy pretending?
“You little brat, get over here!” Shi Hao pointed again.
Though the white-robed youth had always looked down on Shi Hao, he had restrained himself earlier. But now, repeatedly being singled out, he finally lost his patience.
“Fool, I’ve wanted to kill you for a while now. You’re seeking death—even the heavens won’t save you!” The white-robed youth separated from Wang Xi and strode toward Shi Hao.
“You really want me to kick your ass? One stomp and you’re dead!” Shi Hao roared fiercely.
The crowd was stunned. Was he truly reckless, or just that strong?
Some frowned, silently assessing the combat power of a supreme body cultivator. They concluded that while his strength might be impressive, it likely couldn’t match those with three strands of immortal energy.
“I’ll kill you!” The white-robed youth said coldly. Stopping at a certain distance, he began forming hand seals, preparing to attack.
“Are you scared? Bullying someone with two strands using three isn’t heroic. Dare to fight him on equal terms—with two strands?” Wang Xi interjected, aiding Shi Hao.
“Exactly! You other-realm beings claim to be the strongest, right? Then let’s see how powerful you are under equal conditions,” someone from Heavenly Deity Academy echoed.
Some from the other realm frowned and retorted coldly, “Restricting oneself is the greatest injustice. Why should he only use two strands?”
The white-robed youth waved his hand. “Fine, I’ll use two strands to suppress him. So-called Body Technique is just another cultivation method—can it truly surpass spell cultivators?”
He sneered. “Today, I’ll use supreme arts to crush this so-called body cultivator. Watch and witness our brilliance.”
Clearly, this youth was extraordinary, even in the other realm. His background was immense. His age was truly young, similar to Shi Hao’s—perhaps a few months older at most.
Yet, he had already cultivated three strands of immortal energy, making him arrogant and disdainful of others. Now, he stood forth, ready to battle a body cultivator with only two strands.
“The Mo siblings are hailed as peerless prodigies, unmatched in their domain, said to possess the highest talent in history. It’s not just talk.”
Someone from the other realm spoke highly of the white-robed youth.
His name was Mo Dao, radiant as jade, renowned even in the lands beyond the border. Even beings from the ancient realm connected to the Immortal Mountain had heard of him.
He had an elder sister, Mo Xian, equally peerless, also with three strands of immortal energy. How many such individuals existed in their land? Their clan alone had two. Not just in the lands beyond the border, but even in the ancient realm linked to Immortal Mountain, they had caused a sensation.
However, his sister hadn’t come this time.
“Few body cultivators in history have reached this level. I don’t truly wish to kill you. Having a thick-skinned follower like you wouldn’t disgrace me,” the white-robed youth said arrogantly, two strands of immortal energy swirling around him as he stood atop a bluestone, looking down at Shi Hao.
Shi Hao burst into laughter. “I was thinking the same! Having a pretty-faced lackey like you—with three strands of immortal energy, no less—would be quite the flex. How about a wager? The loser becomes a servant.”
The crowd was dumbfounded. What kind of duo were these two?
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