In the dim ancient land, where light was scarce but rare and precious herbs abounded, their intoxicating fragrance filled the air. Among them were divine-grade treasures, sparking fierce battles and conflicts.
Having secured the Soul-Guiding Lotus, Shi Hao felt a surge of joy but remained unsatisfied. He followed the others, pressing forward.
“Phoenix Grass!”
That area too erupted into fierce combat. Xuan Kun from the Celestial Deity Academy was wounded, while a delicate-looking youth from the Immortal Academy roared, his demeanor turning wild as he repelled his foes and seized the Phoenix Grass.
Shi Hao arrived a step too late. He didn’t recognize the youth—it wasn’t the same person he had fought for the Soul-Guiding Lotus—so he chose not to pursue.
“Roar—!”
From another region, a dragon’s cry shook the heavens. A purple dragon soared amidst mist, its majestic form a breathtaking sight.
“Sinful Dragon Herb!” someone shouted in ecstasy, triggering an uproar and frenzied battle.
Even Shi Hao was stunned. The herb was extraordinary, its divine phenomena astonishing, inciting a brutal fight as countless cultivators clashed around it.
Wang Xi arrived, Lü Tuo made his move, and even the woman from the Immortal Academy—whose Phoenix-Winged Immortal Gold Trident had been destroyed—charged forward, all determined to claim the herb.
The plant stood a foot tall, glowing with a violet radiance, rooted in the earth yet attempting to flee, only to be forced back repeatedly.
Divine herbs were sentient, capable of earth-escape. This was the legendary Sinful Dragon Herb, its divine nature astounding. It sought to escape but was trapped by a formation, unable to break free.
Thus, the battle here was equally spectacular, with figures darting through the air, locked in deadly combat.
The herb bore six or seven leaves, shaped like the claws of a dragon, exuding purple mist and divine light, dazzling to behold.
“It’s practically a trapped dragon!” someone marveled. Among divine herbs, this was undoubtedly one of the rarest.
Boom!
The battle here was terrifying, with supreme techniques unleashed, immortal energy dispersing, tearing through the heavens. The strongest of the strong clashed.
Among them, the most eye-catching was a man wielding dragon-like fists, moving through the air like a true dragon, unstoppable in his clashes.
Soon, he too tasted the same bitterness as Shi Hao—surrounded and besieged.
This was the Ten Crown King. With a roar, a small tree appeared in his right hand, crystalline and shimmering with multicolored light. With a sweep, chaotic energy erupted, shocking all enemies.
While the Celestial Deity Academy members remained composed, those from the Immortal Academy turned red-eyed. This was one of history’s most perfect immortal seeds, flawless and envy-inducing.
Some abandoned the Sinful Dragon Herb entirely, turning to besiege the Ten Crown King, desperate to seize his treasure.
“With the World Sapling, why fight for other seeds? Just retreat and fuse with it—it surpasses all other opportunities!”
The attackers grew frenzied, their eyes burning with greed.
Boom!
But they underestimated the sapling’s power. Its leaves rustled, unleashing chaotic sword beams that forced everyone to pale.
The battle was brutal. One man was struck, his chest caved in, his three strands of immortal energy nearly dispersed. The onlookers shuddered, drenched in cold sweat.
The Ten Crown King succeeded, seizing the Sinful Dragon Herb!
This was his ultimate goal. Having mastered the True Dragon Treasure Technique and the most domineering Dragon Fist, refining his fists with this herb would bring unimaginable benefits.
“Boom!”
Shi Hao arrived—not to attack the Ten Crown King, but to throw a punch that nearly pierced the back of the Immortal Academy woman. She barely dodged in time, her body erupting with protective light.
Even so, she staggered, coughing blood as she was sent flying.
“Who?!” someone from the Immortal Academy shouted, turning to see Shi Hao. Their faces darkened—they had besieged him earlier.
Swish!
Shi Hao landed, but none dared approach. They knew his terror all too well.
“This guy’s trouble. Call reinforcements to suppress him!”
“Pity, the likes of Little Heavenly King aren’t here!”
Though resentful, none acted rashly. Some even left outright, including the woman who glared but refrained from further conflict.
This ancient land held too many opportunities. Distant divine light signaled another herb’s emergence!
The fragrance of medicine permeated the air. This region’s fortune was unimaginable—six divine herbs had already appeared, enough to shock the world.
So far, three had been claimed, all by young supremes. Those with only one or two strands of immortal energy sighed, resigned to gathering lesser herbs.
“Huh? More people—has the second wave arrived?” the firstcomers murmured.
Clearly, word had spread outside—no dangers, only divine herbs and great opportunities. The two academies had dispatched a second group.
The region was vast, and the newcomers appeared in scattered locations.
The Immortal Academy’s sharp-eyed members spotted a green-robed woman—Qing Yi, serene and flawless, breathtakingly beautiful.
“It’s her! The woman with that Shi Hao!”
During Shi Hao’s clash with Wu Tai and others, Qing Yi had stood by his side. Her presence here was immediately recognized.
“Humph! This woman dares enter? She’ll pay for it!” someone spat.
A young supreme with three strands of immortal energy happened by, his eyes gleaming. Having suffered in the earlier siege, losing the Soul-Guiding Lotus, he saw an opportunity for revenge.
“You—come here!” he commanded imperiously, though Qing Yi’s beauty stirred his heart.
His mind was set. Capturing her would either torment Shi Hao or force him to hold back in future battles.
“Eight Treasures Qilin!”
A distant shout sparked another frenzy. Shi Hao’s heart raced—such a treasure existed here? He charged toward the fray.
Swoosh!
A qilin-shaped creature burrowed into the earth, fleeing, only to be forced out again.
The Eight Treasures Qilin, a plant resembling the mythical beast, dwelled deep underground, absorbing earth’s essence, rarely seen in the world.
It topped the list of the Eight Ancient Delicacies, a dish even gods craved, its flavor beyond description—so rare that divine chefs lamented its scarcity.
More crucially, when brewed with other herbs, it could amplify their effects severalfold.
Imagine pairing it with a divine herb—or even an immortality herb. The results would be staggering.
Thus, none would waste it on mere gluttony. If obtained, it would be hoarded for critical moments.
Rarer than divine herbs, its appearance here incited madness.
Shi Hao had once found one in the Immortal Ancient Remnants, consuming it with a divine herb, leaving the roots to regrow. Now, spotting another, he eagerly joined the fray.
Ancient texts hinted that if two Eight Treasures Qilin met, something extraordinary might occur.
Boom!
Here, he clashed with Lü Tuo. In this land, academy ties meant nothing—only strength decided fate.
“The Qilin escaped again! Seal the earth—don’t let it burrow away!”
Repeated collisions left Lü Tuo’s hands bloodied, his flesh no match for Shi Hao’s might.
“Hmm?” Suddenly, Shi Hao sensed familiar energy—Qing Yi, her azure moonlight suffusing the air, unmistakably immortal in nature.
She had entered with the second wave and was now locked in combat, forced to summon her mysterious azure moon.
In another area, Meng Du was stunned. This woman had conjured a moon, its immortal light shielding her.
He had sought to swiftly capture this peerless beauty, only to be repelled by the moon’s flames.
“Look—doesn’t that resemble the legendary Azure Moon Flame? How is it bound to her?”
“Indeed, it is the Azure Moon Flame!”
“Have you heard the tales? The Azure Moon Fairy of the Immortal Ancient Era was said to return one day. Could she be connected?”
The Immortal Academy disciples buzzed with shock, recalling ancient secrets.
Meng Du’s heart raced. If this woman was tied to the Azure Moon True Immortal, capturing her might yield unimaginable fortune.
He intensified his assault, wielding three immortal strands and treasures, yet the azure moon resisted, even counterattacking.
“Fine, I’ll use my killing move!” Meng Du’s expression turned icy.
“Roar—!” A battle cry rang out as Shi Hao descended like a tempest.
“Bang!”
His fist, imbued with the Kun Peng’s might, sent Meng Du reeling.
A brutal clash erupted instantly!
“Pfft!”
Meng Du was outmatched. Even in their earlier group battle, he had failed to subdue Shi Hao. Now, exhausted, he coughed blood.
“Boom!”
Shi Hao unleashed multiple techniques, culminating in a punch that pierced Meng Du’s chest, lightning charring the wound black.
“Ah—!” Meng Du screamed, feeling his body near collapse, his soul unstable. He fled for his life.
Shi Hao pursued, drawing gasps from onlookers. Would a young supreme fall today?
Swoosh!
Meng Du barely escaped the ancient land, bursting through the cliff to collapse before the academies’ elders, half-dead.
The first young supreme to withdraw, his exit sent shockwaves.
The Immortal Academy’s elders darkened at the news. If Shi Hao went berserk, would he slaughter everyone inside?
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