The defeat of Meng Du, who was nearly slain, sent shockwaves through everyone present!
People reassessed Shi Hao’s combat prowess, recognizing him as an extremely dangerous figure. Even those who had cultivated three strands of immortal qi were no match for him, instilling deep fear in all.
“Are you alright?” Shi Hao asked Qing Yi.
She shook her head, feeling an odd sensation. A green moon hovered above her head, leaving her dazed. In that moment, she seemed to glimpse many indistinct visions—a peerless immortal maiden stepping into her inner world, growing clearer by the second.
“Green Moon…” she murmured.
Those nearby were astonished. Could the ancient secret be true? Was the legend about to unfold? A true immortal from ages past might soon return to the world.
Everyone was shaken, finding it unbelievable, their faces filled with incredulity.
“Hmph!” Shi Hao let out a cold snort, like a divine hammer striking their hearts, snapping them back to reality.
The crowd tensed, especially those from the Immortal Academy. This man was practically an invincible force of destruction, having defeated even Meng Du. Who could possibly restrain him now?
Those with three strands of immortal qi were supreme talents destined to rule the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, becoming unparalleled powerhouses!
Yet, even such a figure had nearly been slain by Shi Hao, forced to flee in disgrace. It was undeniable how terrifying this man from the lower realm truly was.
Shi Hao’s current display left them deeply unsettled, none daring to approach.
In the distance, the woman from the Immortal Academy whose Phoenix-Winged Immortal Gold Trident had been destroyed watched the scene, her heart pounding. She didn’t know whether to feel relief or curse her luck.
“Whoosh!”
The green moon flashed and vanished back into Qing Yi’s body, the gentle moonlight fading as she snapped out of her trance.
“You’re not actually a reincarnated being, are you?” Shi Hao asked.
“Didn’t some supreme beings confirm it? True reincarnation doesn’t exist in this world,” Qing Yi replied, shaking her head. Yet, she couldn’t explain the connection between herself and this green moon.
“Let’s go gather the divine herbs. I sense this is an abandoned medicinal garden, planted entirely with divine-grade herbs!” Shi Hao declared.
He led Qing Yi back the way they came, where the Eight Treasures Qilin grew—a herb rarer and more valuable than most divine medicines.
After their departure, the area remained anything but calm. The Immortal Academy disciples were deeply shaken, some whispering among themselves.
“His three strands of immortal qi… must have been cultivated through his own efforts, not by trickery or stealing heavenly secrets!”
“I believe… that’s the case. Like the supreme young talents of the Immortal Ancient Era, he forged his own path, unaided by elders.”
These words stirred immense waves. The crowd watched Shi Hao’s retreating figure with complex, blazing gazes.
They could confirm it now—this was a true peerless genius of their era!
The Immortal Academy had long heard rumors that while some young supremes possessed three strands of immortal qi, many had been artificially “stacked” into existence, aided by powerful figures.
Some had absorbed auras from ancient immortal corpses, while others had swapped bodies entirely!
Of course, this era also had its share of true prodigies who cultivated three strands of immortal qi through sheer effort. But distinguishing the genuine from the inferior was difficult.
Now, however, one thing was certain—Shi Hao was the real deal.
“Block it!”
A shout rang out from another direction as people chased the Eight Treasures Qilin.
The area was encircled by formations, but the qilin-shaped plant was too agile, darting through the earth with unmatched evasion skills, making it nearly impossible to capture.
The chaos of battle only made it easier for the herb to escape.
When Shi Hao returned, some grew desperate, tearing open a section of the formation and laying ambushes with spatial treasures like Qiankun Bags, risking everything to seize it. This only gave the Eight Treasures Qilin more room to flee!
“Fool! What are you doing?!” Lü Tuo roared, berating a young man from the Immortal Academy.
“Swish!”
Princess Yao Yue was also present, unleashing a moonbeam into the depths of the earth, but she was too late—the Eight Treasures Qilin had already slipped through the gap.
“Seal!” The Immortal Academy expert shouted, activating a Qiankun Bag to block the exit and capture the herb.
“Slash!”
Wang Xi struck without mercy, her brow glowing as half her soul transformed into a sword embryo, merging with sword radiance and immortal qi to deliver a devastating slash.
Her attack, infused with the “Pacify Chaos Art,” was terrifying beyond measure!
The Immortal Academy man panicked, his grip faltering. The Qiankun Bag’s light flickered, missing the Eight Treasures Qilin by a hair’s breadth.
“No!” Many cried out in despair.
“Boom!”
Shi Hao descended from the sky, slamming an earthen palm into the ground, splitting the earth open as he reached for the herb.
Dirt and stones flew, the five elemental energies clashed, and dust billowed into the sky.
“Clang!”
A divine sword hummed, slicing through the heavens.
“Dong!”
A massive bell tolled, its echoes shaking the land for thousands of miles, rippling through time itself.
“Hum!”
A six-layered Dao Pagoda descended, destabilizing space and cracking the void as its laws suppressed the area.
…
These were all supreme Dao weapons wielded by the young supremes. As the earth shattered, everyone attacked without restraint, turning the battlefield into chaos.
Shi Hao naturally drew the most attention, with many targeting him to prevent his success.
In truth, anyone who seemed close to capturing the Eight Treasures Qilin would face a barrage of attacks at the critical moment, bombarded by treasures and divine arts.
Shi Hao flickered like a ghost, vanishing and reappearing miles away, evading all assaults as he coldly observed the crowd.
His grasp had failed—the Eight Treasures Qilin had escaped.
The attacks ceased, but everyone wore grim expressions. A rare divine herb, once trapped within the formation, had slipped away.
“You selfish fool!” Lü Tuo snarled, striking the Immortal Academy youth with a palm strike.
Others joined in their fury. Princess Yao Yue lashed out with a moonbeam, and even fellow Immortal Academy disciples turned on the man, refusing to aid him.
The area descended into bedlam.
Shi Hao seethed, wishing he could crush the man with a single slap. With this opportunity lost, recapturing the Eight Treasures Qilin would be near impossible.
“Thud!”
Suddenly, a deep, resonant sound echoed from afar, shaking the earth and stunning everyone.
Then came another deafening crash, as if the sky were collapsing. The void trembled, roaring in response.
All heads turned in unison, eyes wide with shock as they stared in the same direction.
Primordial runes surged into the sky, filling it entirely.
“Sacrificial Spirit Script!” someone gasped.
If anything in this era resembled the previous epoch, it was the Sacrificial Spirits. Yet, their script had long been lost or altered.
Whether in the Immortal Ancient Era or now, Sacrificial Spirits existed—some guarding villages, others protecting nations or vast realms.
But modern Sacrificial Spirits differed from their ancient counterparts, living mostly for themselves with little interaction or secret exchanges of their script.
“Move!”
A group shot into the sky, racing toward the source.
Shi Hao followed, Qing Yi at his side.
Their destination was a dilapidated temple atop a low, barren hill—simple, unimpressive, and devoid of grandeur.
The temple was on the verge of collapse, a single room nestled at the hill’s base.
The hill itself was rocky and bare, barely deserving the name, standing only a hundred meters tall.
Yet, the astonishing Sacrificial Spirit Script emanated from its surface, illuminating the sky.
At the hill’s base, figures that made Shi Hao tense stood waiting—among them, the legendary Zhé Xiān, rival to the Ten Crown King, and Dugu Yun, descendant of the Guardians.
The two most formidable figures from the Immortal Academy were also present, all gathered before the hill.
On the stone wall, faint carvings pulsed with the script’s glow.
A door was etched into the wall, and the group had been attacking it, as if trying to enter.
This baffled the onlookers. How could a mere carving be treated as a passage?
“Thud!”
Zhé Xiān struck the wall’s patterns with immense force.
The Immortal Academy duo joined in, launching their own assaults.
Brilliant symbols erupted from the hill, soaring skyward.
“Look! The stone door just grew clearer!”
“Did you see? The vase carving on the wall also glowed, as if about to manifest!”
The crowd buzzed with speculation, their focus unwavering.
“Do you recognize that Sacrificial Spirit Script?” Shi Hao asked Qing Yi.
“Not all of it,” she admitted, but she deciphered enough to shock him.
“‘Five Devils Seal the Heavenly Seed’—this is the place. We must take the stone mountain path!” she said.
“Boom!”
At that moment, Dugu Yun, the Guardian’s descendant, acted. He bit his middle finger and let golden blood drip onto the stone wall.
What followed was chaos.
“Roar—!”
A deafening howl erupted from the stone wall, carrying the weight of ancient times—primordial, wild, and desolate.
Then, to everyone’s horror, a blurred figure emerged from the carved door, striding as if from the ends of the earth, drawing nearer!
“Heavens! That’s just a carving! How is there a living being inside? Is it coming through?!” someone screamed.
The figure was indistinct yet awe-inspiring, exuding dominance, excitement, and savagery as it charged forward, shaking the world.
Even outside the hill, the ground trembled in resonance.
“Roar—!”
With another earth-shaking bellow, the hill quaked violently. From the stone door, a furry hand reached out, grasping at the air.
The figure was about to emerge!
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