Xuan Kun was defeated, grievously wounded, his blood dripping incessantly, leaving everyone aghast. A young supreme being had been crushed just like that.
Who was Xuan Kun? A prodigy who had cultivated three strands of immortal qi, his strength unparalleled, with few in the Heavenly Deity Institution able to rival him.
It could be said that defeating him was nearly impossible. Once his three strands of immortal qi manifested, he was unstoppable, overwhelming all opponents.
For a long time, silence reigned, the outcome of this battle leaving everyone dumbfounded. Xuan Kun’s crushing defeat left many speechless, exchanging glances in disbelief.
After a while, the crowd finally snapped out of their stupor, erupting into clamor.
“Xuan Kun lost, unable to match the descendant of the Guardian. Could that golden blood truly make one invincible?”
“A young supreme expert who cultivated three strands of immortal qi was suppressed today, suffering a devastating defeat!”
Though the battle hadn’t lasted long, it had been perilous in the extreme. Both combatants had unleashed transcendent techniques, wielding great divine abilities, and the result would have far-reaching consequences!
People couldn’t help but wonder—were the creatures of the Other Shore truly so terrifying?
Because Du Gu Yun had once said that ancient imperial clans existed there, with some young members so absurdly strong they could sweep aside all the geniuses present.
Xuan Kun’s defeat seemed to confirm this claim.
This dealt a massive blow to everyone’s confidence. They were all prodigies of heaven, yet here they faced humiliation, powerless against such disdain.
Xuan Kun had been one of their strongest, yet he had still been defeated. How could the others hope to contend?
“Next, who dares to step forward?” Du Gu Yun spoke, his body wreathed in golden light, as if forged from divine metal, his form radiant.
At this moment, even the likes of Lü Tuo and Wang Xi hesitated, unwilling to act rashly. This man was undeniably powerful, a true formidable foe.
No one wanted to fight under such circumstances. If they lost, they’d suffer the same fate as Xuan Kun—what face would they have left?
“No one else?”
Silence fell over the area as people exchanged glances, shocked to find that none of the institution’s top experts were willing to face him.
Everyone realized that today’s events were extraordinary. This descendant of the Guardian had risen in a single battle, cementing his name as invincible!
In the distance, a commotion arose, as if something had occurred.
At the entrance of the Heavenly Deity Institution, a visitor arrived, causing quite a stir.
“The envoy from the Sacred Academy has arrived!”
Voices carried from afar, and the news naturally caused a massive uproar. Rumors had long circulated that envoys from the Immortal Academy and Sacred Academy would come, but no one expected them to arrive today.
The clamor grew louder as a group approached.
Soon, a young man came into view—exceptionally valiant, wearing a violet-gold crown and a flood dragon robe, a bronze halberd strapped to his back. His purple hair flowed freely, his pupils shining like divine lanterns, his bearing transcendent!
This was an incredibly fearsome youth. Anyone who saw him was awed by his aura, the natural pressure he exuded overwhelming.
Standing beside him felt like standing next to a prehistoric beast!
“Who is Huang? Who is Shi Hao?” the young man demanded.
His tone was far from friendly, his expression cold as his gaze swept the crowd, piercing and arrogant, looking down upon them all.
Who was this?
People wondered, taken aback by his rudeness. His haughty demeanor suggested he wasn’t here to visit Shi Hao but to cause trouble.
“Where is Huang?” Another voice rang out.
Many were stunned, finding the voice familiar, as if they’d heard it before.
They turned toward the source.
“Yuan Hong!” Some were dumbfounded. Why had he returned? But soon, they guessed the reason.
Yuan Hong had visited the Heavenly Deity Institution not long ago, acting with extreme arrogance, demanding Shi Hao come to meet him to answer for his crimes. Instead, he had been beaten to the point of broken bones, suffering severe injuries.
No one expected him to return so soon!
“Huang! Where are you? Come out!” Yuan Hong shouted.
He was the son of Yuan Qing, a figure of lofty status, yet he had suffered immense humiliation at the Heavenly Deity Institution, beaten to a pulp by a junior and thrown out.
He had come to avenge Yuan Feng’s death, only to be humiliated himself. Unable to swallow his anger, he had left and immediately sought out the envoy from the Sacred Academy, returning with him.
He had known envoys from both academies would come and had timed his return accordingly.
“Isn’t this the Yuan Clan expert who got his teeth knocked out? The elders ordered you thrown out—how dare you return?” someone mocked.
Naturally, it was Cao Yusheng, Feng Wu, and others, hiding in the shadows and taunting him, their voices clear to all.
Yuan Hong’s face darkened from red to purple, his fists clenched. This was blatant mockery and humiliation, but he had to explain himself. Otherwise, the institution’s elders might indeed expel him again, making things even worse.
“I came with the Sacred Academy’s envoy!” Yuan Hong declared.
“Hah! How laughable! An old man gets beaten to a pulp and brings a young brat as backup? How pathetic!”
“You should’ve brought your father, Yuan Qing. Relying on a kid as your shield? Hah!”
Cao Yusheng, the little rabbit, and others naturally knew how to provoke, mocking him from the shadows.
“Silence!”
The Sacred Academy’s envoy in the violet-gold crown barked, his lantern-like eyes shooting out cold beams as he glared at the crowd. His personality was domineering.
“Where is Huang? Show yourself!” he roared.
On the mountainside, Shi Hao sauntered down leisurely, arriving at the foot of the mountain. “What’s all the noise? State your business.”
He knew they came with ill intent, their hostility palpable.
It was said Yuan Qing had connections with both academies, and now his son Yuan Hong had arrived with a Sacred Envoy.
“Huang!” Yuan Hong bellowed.
“Come here,” the violet-crowned envoy beckoned, speaking to Shi Hao as if summoning a subordinate.
His casual tone was like that of an elder lecturing a junior, utterly dismissive of Shi Hao’s current status.
“Who are you? Speak plainly. If you want me to come over, you’re not worthy. If you want to see me, come yourself,” Shi Hao retorted.
“Do you think your so-called achievements make you untouchable? I heard you were a genius and wanted to meet you, but you refuse respect and invite punishment!”
With that, the envoy charged forward, deciding to teach Shi Hao a lesson.
The crowd erupted—the Sacred Academy’s envoy was now facing off against Shi Hao, who was at the peak of his fame.
Shi Hao’s expression darkened. This man had repeatedly insulted him, acting as if he were some lofty elder.
“Move! Get out of my way!” The Sacred Envoy charged ahead, impatient.
Along the way, he spotted Du Gu Yun standing on the path, unaware that he was the Guardian’s descendant or the earlier events.
He berated Du Gu Yun, even striking out to send the impossibly handsome man flying.
“Bang!”
Du Gu Yun moved, grabbing his fist in an instant, leaving behind an afterimage as swift as lightning.
“Seeking death!” the Sacred Envoy roared, channeling divine power to crush his opponent.
But the man before him was nothing like he expected—not some random bystander, but a terrifying expert who had trained for years in another world.
In their first clash, the envoy coughed up blood, sent flying.
He had underestimated his opponent, facing a man said to possess invincible golden blood. Now, he could only flee.
“Sacred Envoy!” Yuan Hong cried out behind him.
At the same time, Shi Hao struck, seeing the envoy flying toward him.
“Die!”
The Sacred Envoy bellowed, spotting Shi Hao as he was hurled in his direction.
He unleashed a great divine ability!
Runes ignited within his body, his fingers glowing with multicolored light, dense bone inscriptions surging as he struck at Shi Hao.
“Boom!”
A similar scene unfolded. Shi Hao had already gathered enough power, unleashing a cycle technique, his runes blazing.
“Bang!”
The Sacred Envoy was sent flying again. He had underestimated his opponent once more, clashing head-on. Struck by the cycle technique, he rapidly aged, weakening drastically.
Shi Hao pursued like lightning, delivering a kick.
“Pfft!”
The envoy was actually incredibly powerful, a top-tier figure among the younger generation. But now, struck by the cycle runes and weakened, this kick sent him coughing blood, staining his white hair.
The envoy was kicked back toward Du Gu Yun, who, without hesitation, slapped him away again.
“Bang!”
The envoy’s body cracked under the blow, sent flying once more, blood streaming from his orifices—half from injury, half from rage.
This was too miserable. He had arrived with such arrogance, only to be crushed in moments.
“Why are you back again?” Shi Hao asked, as the envoy was slapped back toward him.
Without a word, Shi Hao kicked him again, sending him flying forward once more.
“How dare you! He’s an envoy of the Sacred Academy!” Yuan Hong shouted.
“What’s it to you?” Shi Hao sneered, already striding down the mountain toward them.
The unlucky envoy became a punching bag between Du Gu Yun and Shi Hao, as the two indirectly tested each other’s strength. He had stumbled into their clash, becoming their shared target.
“Pfft!”
Finally, the once-arrogant Sacred Envoy passed out, a merciful escape.
“Boom!”
After the envoy was tossed aside, Shi Hao and Du Gu Yun clashed directly, exchanging several palm strikes, each collision shaking heaven and earth.
“You’re strong,” Du Gu Yun admitted after several exchanges, his golden blood qi surging.
“You’re not bad either,” Shi Hao replied.
The poor envoy soon woke to hear their words, nearly choking on his rage—they had been using him as a buffer in their fight?
“Bang!”
Du Gu Yun stomped down, and the envoy promptly passed out again.
“With such skill, dare you face the imperial clan’s members?” Du Gu Yun challenged.
“Why not? Bring them before me, and I’ll suppress them all!” Shi Hao declared.
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