With just a single finger, the book attendant was sent flying like a withered leaf, crashing to the ground with blood foaming from his mouth, staining the earth crimson.
His entire upper body was twisted grotesquely, as if struck by a meteor, caved in and deformed.
This was a devastating blow!
Shi Hao’s finger had expanded in that instant, akin to the ancient immortals of the previous era known as “Monks,” whose palms could encompass the heavens and dominate all.
A single finger, like a pillar holding up the sky, descended casually, crushing the powerful book attendant into severe injuries. Once he fell, he could no longer rise—half-crippled.
The attendant’s body convulsed, limbs twitching uncontrollably, trembling under the weight of such a terrifying strike, robbed of all mobility.
Just as Cao Yusheng, Little Rabbit, and the Witch had jeered—a single finger was enough to cripple him. Like a prophecy, it had come to pass.
The scene fell into dead silence. The onlookers seemed spellbound, unable to speak after witnessing such a sight.
Was this really Shi Hao? Just how strong had he become? A single finger had crippled the book attendant, stripping him of all combat ability—utterly shocking.
It must be known that this attendant, named Zi Tong, was no ordinary figure. Serving beside the young Heavenly Monarch Zi Ri, he had access to the scriptures the latter cultivated daily, benefiting from unimaginable insights.
In the current Immortal Academy and Sacred Academy, this attendant was considered a formidable figure, a distinguished powerhouse in his own right.
Yet, even he had been subdued with a mere flick of a finger, possibly crippled—how terrifying was that? It sent chills down everyone’s spine.
And when they realized this was Shi Hao, the gravity of the situation deepened. The once-young monarch, who had stood invincible, was thought to have fallen from grace—yet here he was, returning in such a manner!
For a moment, the atmosphere grew oppressive. Many refused to believe he hadn’t obtained a perfect seed—he must have encountered some heaven-defying opportunity!
At the same time, countless gazes turned toward the violet sun hanging in the sky, toward the young Heavenly Monarch, wondering how he would respond.
Silence reigned, thick with tension—for a battle between young supremes might erupt at any moment!
By now, though puzzled, none doubted Shi Hao’s strength. He remained a terrifying monarch—only whether he could stand among the supremes remained uncertain.
“Hmm, impressive technique. Using the *Primordial True Solution* to dismantle techniques, turning decay into wonder—only those who have truly mastered this scripture could achieve such a feat,” Lan Xian remarked.
The crowd was stunned. From her words, they deduced that Shi Hao had employed the ancient scripture—the *Primordial True Solution*.
Regarding this ancient method, its first volume, *Divine Guidance*, was held by a few top-tier ancient sects, accessible only to clan heirs—hence not an absolute secret.
However, the *Ten Thousand Spirits Diagram* within *Divine Guidance* was something few had ever laid eyes on.
Shi Hao had obtained it from a mysterious altar in the Western Tomblands of the Lower Realm, surrounded by divine bones. There, a golden skeletal hand, a crystal skull, and a pristine bone—the *Ten Thousand Spirits Diagram*—had been enshrined.
Not only had Shi Hao studied the characters of *Divine Guidance*, but he had also comprehended this diagram.
At his age, few who had encountered *Divine Guidance* could fully grasp its depths—only some ancient beings could delve deeper.
Shi Hao had repeatedly touched upon the *Primordial True Solution* during his secluded meditations, internalizing it far beyond ordinary comprehension—unfathomably profound.
Yet now, he remained silent, offering no explanation.
Finally, movement came from within the violet sun. The young Heavenly Monarch’s voice, though still calm, carried a frigid detachment, as if speaking from beyond the heavens.
“So it was the *Primordial True Solution*. Legends say that even without cultivating treasure techniques, mastering this method to its peak allows one to merge all laws, using the most primal and unadorned bone inscriptions to defeat all foes. It seems there is some truth to it,” Zi Ri Tianjun mused.
The crowd shuddered. Was this recognition? Praise for the scripture’s profundity?
Many had heard that while the initial stages of this method were not the hardest, the true challenge lay later. Even ancient beings struggled to fully grasp *Divine Guidance*, let alone the subsequent volume—*Transcendence*.
As for *Transcendence*, forget studying it—merely finding it was near impossible. Few in history had ever laid eyes on it.
Rumors claimed it lay within the Supreme Hall, but that institution had long since crumbled into oblivion.
“Brother Shi, I must ask—did you truly fail to obtain a perfect seed?” Zi Ri Tianjun inquired, his tone earnest.
Others burned with the same question. What kind of seed had Shi Hao acquired? All listened intently, desperate for clarity.
“The Immortal Academy had one or two seeds left, but I heard they were reserved for others. I had no chance to obtain one,” Shi Hao replied frankly, admitting he had never acquired a supreme Dao Seed.
Hearing this, many were stunned. Without a rare treasure seed, he had still achieved such heights. Had he obtained one earlier, how much stronger would he be?
Some sighed in admiration, yet also lamented his misfortune. Without fusing with a flawless ancient seed, no matter how strong or dazzling Shi Hao was now, he could never compare to those young supremes. Those who had merged with heaven-approved perfect seeds were like children of the heavens—unimaginably powerful, beyond reach, beyond surpassing!
“Did you perhaps fuse with an ancient immortal’s relic?” Suddenly, Da Xu Tuo spoke, his true form unseen, his voice emanating from a crimson-gold alms bowl suspended in the air.
The crowd froze, understanding his implication—for Da Xu Tuo himself had risen this way, obtaining an ancient monk’s relic, hailed as a successor of the Immortal Ancient.
Was this the case?
“No,” Shi Hao answered, shattering their speculations.
Now, all were certain—he truly had no connection to a perfect seed. In the eyes of the mighty, no matter how dazzling Shi Hao was, he could never withstand Zi Ri Tianjun’s suppression.
“What a pity. A talent like Brother Shi, yet without a flawless Dao Seed of his own—a missed chance for life’s ultimate glory,” Zi Ri Tianjun sighed, his voice dripping with regret from within the great sun.
Disappointment and indignation swept through the Heavenly Deity Academy’s students. They felt the Immortal Academy had been unjust, abandoning Shi Hao and gifting the remaining seeds to others.
“All because your Immortal Academy’s elders played favorites, disregarding geniuses and handing those seeds to heirs of long-life families with close ties to them, ignoring Shi Hao! Despicable!”
Someone from the Heavenly Deity Academy spoke out angrily, voicing the injustice.
To this day, the recipients of the Immortal Academy’s final ancient seeds remained unknown—a mystery without resolution.
“The Immortal Academy is just and strict. Mind your words,” Zi Ri Tianjun’s voice turned cold, no longer gentle.
The crowd tensed. This young Heavenly Monarch hailed from the Immortal Academy. The *Primordial Violet Qi Seed* had been obtained through the academy’s efforts—how could anyone criticize it in his presence?
“What a shame. I had hoped to battle you, to settle a lingering wish. But now, you disappoint me,” Zi Ri Tianjun gazed down from above.
Some young cultivators sighed. Shi Hao was undoubtedly strong—his earlier display had awed many.
But in Zi Ri Tianjun’s eyes, without a supreme ancient seed, Shi Hao was unworthy of being his opponent.
Though his tone remained calm, his arrogance and dominance sent ripples of admiration through many female cultivators, who saw in him an innate, unshakable majesty.
Especially since he faced Shi Hao—the once-undefeated legend, whose past glories were unmatched. For him to still stand so resolute only deepened their admiration.
“The Heavenly Monarch is truly transcendent, a supreme of this era!” someone shouted.
Particularly those opposed to Shi Hao felt invigorated, hoping Zi Ri Tianjun would act, suppressing the one who unsettled them.
“Were my lord to act, he would suppress all foes. Shi Hao is no match!” Even the book attendant, pale and in pain, gritted out these words.
The golden-horned rhinoceros behind him, however, stayed silent, hiding nervously.
“The Heavenly Monarch is peerless, unmatched in this era!” Wu Tai and others from the Immortal Academy cheered, glaring at Shi Hao.
“Such arrogance! What nonsense is this ‘Heavenly Monarch’? I’ve never even heard of him!” Little Rabbit fumed, incensed by their words.
Cao Yusheng and Feng Wu wanted to retort, but they couldn’t deny Zi Ri Tianjun’s overwhelming presence. If they provoked him into battling Shi Hao, what then? They feared Shi Hao might lose, suffering grievous harm.
“Back when Shi Hao reigned supreme, where were all these so-called supremes? Now they strut around, calling themselves invincible, shamelessly arrogant!” The Lunar Jade Rabbit gnashed her teeth, continuing her mockery.
*Whoosh!*
Zi Ri Tianjun flicked his finger, sending a pill into the book attendant’s mouth. It melted into a warm current, healing his injuries.
This was a divine pill, crafted from rare herbs—its primary ingredient a life-restoring miracle medicine. Instantly, the attendant’s body glowed, his bones mending as he rose to his feet.
“My lord, please act! Shi Hao’s arrogance insults me—and by extension, you!” the attendant pleaded, glaring hatefully at Shi Hao, begging for his suppression.
“Silence! Step back!” Zi Ri Tianjun snapped.
“You wished to battle me?” Shi Hao asked.
“At this level, it’s unnecessary,” Zi Ri Tianjun replied coolly, his tone aloof and dismissive.
As he had said, those without perfect seeds were beneath his notice, unworthy of his effort.
Shi Hao’s lips curled slightly. “How would you know without trying?”
“Very well,” Zi Ri Tianjun suddenly agreed, surprising everyone. Hadn’t he just refused?
“I know you’re strongest at the Heavenly Deity Realm. Then let us duel at that level,” he declared.
The crowd was stunned. This was no ordinary confidence—he intended to face Shi Hao at his peak!
Shi Hao’s record in the Heavenly Deity Realm was flawless—unrivaled, undefeated, shaking the heavens!
Yet here was Zi Ri Tianjun, daring to challenge him in that very realm. Such audacity, such dominance!
Many female cultivators squealed in excitement, enthralled by his fearless demeanor, like a true monarch facing his rival’s strongest aspect.
“The Heavenly Monarch will triumph, unmatched under heaven!” several infatuated girls cried out.
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