The muddy pond split open, murky water gurgling as wisps of immortal qi emerged from below—the immortal manor was about to open!
Shi Hao stood at the very center, occupying the most advantageous position, ready to charge in at any moment. Naturally, this infuriated the four supreme beings.
“You don’t know your place. Just because you excel at the Heavenly Deity Realm, you think you can cause trouble here?” someone sneered coldly.
“I’m standing right here. What can you do about it? If you’re not happy, come fight me!” Shi Hao replied indifferently.
Now, all pretense had been stripped away. A great battle was inevitable—a showdown between Huang and the supreme beings. But could he really pull it off?
Everyone had doubts. Being strong at the Heavenly Deity Realm didn’t necessarily mean he could dominate at the next major realm.
“Are you sure you want to challenge us?” Suddenly, Zi Shan Kun laughed, his earlier anger dissipating as he calmed himself.
“And what if I am?” Shi Hao replied coldly.
Zi Shan Kun glanced at the other three and said, “What do you think, fellow Daoists? Does he even have the right to compete with us?”
“What is he? Just drive him away!” someone retorted via divine sense, their voice piercing through the void and echoing across the entire muddy pond.
“See? You’re nothing. Leave now before you regret it!” Zi Shan Kun smiled, but his voice turned even colder.
He was clearly trying to drag the other three supreme beings into this, uniting them against Huang and leaving him no way out. Anyone who tried to help would risk offending all four supreme beings—a terrifying prospect.
“Know your limits. Don’t forget your place. Leave while you still can!” someone else murmured coldly.
Shi Hao suddenly turned his head, his gaze fixed on the crimson-gold alms bowl—it belonged to Da Xu Tuo!
People began to suspect—had it been Da Xu Tuo speaking all along?
“Do you want to stay? Then bear the consequences!” At the same time, Zi Shan Kun spoke harshly, his tone severe.
“What can you do to me?” Shi Hao shot back, his demeanor shifting drastically from his earlier calmness as he looked down upon the four supreme beings.
“Fine! If you’re looking for death, we’ll oblige!” Zi Shan Kun’s killing intent surged. He had long wanted to unleash his full power at a higher realm.
With the other three supreme beings also provoked, Zi Shan Kun was certain that Huang had no escape—no matter what secret techniques he possessed.
“The Void Dao Realm—where one merges with the Dao, using a perfect seed as a medium to touch the Great Dao. You’ll never understand the grandeur of that moment!” Zi Shan Kun declared.
The Void Dao Realm, above the Heavenly Deity Realm, allowed one to draw close to the Dao, merge with it, and comprehend the profound truths of heaven and earth. It was the first full contact with the Dao, even giving the illusion of becoming the Dao itself!
Those at this realm could typically establish their own sects and be revered as sect masters.
Of course, not every sect master was at this realm, as “sect master” was a title, not a fixed cultivation level—though most sect masters did reside here.
Zi Shan Kun erupted, his entire body blazing with violet light like a radiant sun, so dazzling it was hard to look at. Violet qi was usually auspicious, but now it was saturated with killing intent!
Shi Hao scoffed, uttering just four words: “Defeated loser!”
This was no time for modesty. The muddy pond trembled violently, and the exit could appear at any moment. The immortal mist rising from below grew denser.
After succeeding in “using the body as a seed,” Shi Hao himself didn’t know just how strong he had become. Now, with four supreme beings before him, this was the perfect test.
Lan Xian smiled faintly and spoke, “Huang, you are strong—truly extraordinary. But the Void Dao Realm is different. If you haven’t fused with a perfect seed, you should leave now to avoid disaster.”
She was breathtakingly beautiful, her delicate face as flawless as jade, as if crafted by the heavens. Her sapphire-like eyes brimmed with intelligence.
Her blue hair cascaded down, and her azure robes fluttered in the wind. Standing there, she resembled an exiled immortal about to ride the wind away.
“Oh? So the Void Dao Realm requires so-called Dao seeds?” Shi Hao smirked, his expression turning serious. “This is the Heavenly Deity Academy. The immortal manor belongs here. Why do you get to compete while I’m excluded?”
“If you don’t leave, you might get beaten up,” Lan Xian teased lightly, as if it were no big deal.
“I have two hobbies: eating—so, what race are you?—and carrying chubby women home. Don’t provoke me,” Shi Hao said, staring straight at the blue-robed fairy.
The crowd exchanged glances—someone actually dared to speak to Lan Xian like that!
Lan Xian could ignore the first question, but the word “chubby” struck a nerve. She gritted her teeth. “Ungrateful fool. You’ll regret this!”
“Those who don’t know their place shall be suppressed!” The cold, eerie voice spoke again from the shadows.
This time, Shi Hao turned once more to the alms bowl, staring at Da Xu Tuo.
At this moment, Da Xu Tuo’s true form had appeared. He stood there, wreathed in Buddhist qi, his holy light illuminating everything, making it hard to look directly at him.
He was an ordinary-looking man with sallow skin like gilded paper, a gaunt frame, and hands pressed together in prayer as he silently chanted scriptures.
Above his head floated the crimson-gold alms bowl, ancient and unadorned, suspended in midair as strands of Buddhist qi cascaded down, shielding him beneath.
This was Da Xu Tuo? Many were surprised—this was their first time seeing him. He seemed unremarkable, aside from his skin tone.
Yet, he had obtained the relics of an immortal monk, fusing them with himself. He was destined to walk a path unimaginable to ordinary people—perhaps even achieving immortality.
“It was not this humble monk speaking. From start to finish, it was this vile beast,” Da Xu Tuo said, pointing at the alms bowl.
A massive head suddenly emerged from within—abrupt and terrifying.
As the head appeared, it rapidly expanded, filling the void like a towering mountain, its scales cold and its visage ferocious.
The crowd gasped. How could such a colossal head emerge from such a small bowl?
“A crimson dragon!”
Many recognized it with horror—was this a true dragon? Its body was crimson as blood, its scales like forged metal, its form robust and boundless.
People sucked in cold breaths, recalling the legends. After obtaining the relics, Da Xu Tuo had roamed the world, subduing demons and suppressing a monstrous dragon.
“Is this the one? They say its cultivation was profound, its power terrifying. The ancient experts of the Immortal Academy spared it, deeming it a rare force!”
Even the ancient experts of the Immortal Academy valued its talent—proof of its extraordinary nature. This was a crimson dragon with purified ancestral blood.
“So it was you, this demonic dragon, who kept insulting me?” Shi Hao asked coldly.
“What if it was? The bald one refuses to kill, but I have no such qualms. I’ll subdue you!” The crimson dragon surged out of the bowl, a tempest in its wake as it swooped down on Shi Hao.
Its massive body terrified onlookers—longer and more terrifying than a mountain range, shaking the earth and splitting the void.
The sight was horrifying. How could such an enormous creature have been coiled inside that tiny bowl?
**Boom!**
Sand and stones flew, mud splattered, and the void cracked. The area became a blur as a crimson hurricane formed, its vortex devouring everything. Boulders weighing dozens of tons were reduced to dust in an instant.
Then, black holes seemed to appear!
How terrifying was this demonic dragon? People couldn’t fathom its strength. No wonder the ancient experts of the Immortal Academy had spared it after Da Xu Tuo subdued it.
**Heaven and Earth Collapse!**
This was the demonic dragon’s power. With a single strike, it sought to suppress Shi Hao—and the four supreme beings hadn’t even acted yet.
“Hahaha! The true, perfect power of the Void Dao Realm is beyond your comprehension. The demonic dragon alone is enough to erase you. My master’s earlier defeat was only because he restrained himself!”
The book servant was in bad shape, half his body mangled. Yet, seeing the demonic dragon’s might, he couldn’t help but laugh.
But in the next instant, the hurricane abruptly stopped. The crimson demonic winds vanished without a trace.
Only one figure remained in the field—Huang! Where was the demonic dragon? Everyone was stunned. Just moments ago, it had been awe-inspiringly powerful.
“Where’s the demonic dragon? Why is it gone?” the book servant muttered, confused.
Others were equally baffled. What had happened?
“Help! Bald one! Master! Save me!” The demonic dragon’s agonized wails suddenly rang out.
Everyone froze, finally spotting it. That colossal body, once as majestic as a mountain range, now…
It had become a belt, wrapped around Shi Hao’s waist, its head and tail tied together like a rope!
The crowd was dumbfounded. This was the legendary demonic dragon, the one even the Immortal Academy’s ancient experts had spared. And yet, this was how it ended?
“Not bad,” Qi Gu Dao Ren remarked flatly. Usually silent and stern, the gray-robed Daoist was expressionless.
“Defeated loser, blue-robed fatty, and that bald one—come at me!” Shi Hao taunted, looking ahead.
The crowd was speechless. Was he insane, provoking three supreme beings at once?
**Boom!**
At that moment, Zi Shan Kun struck. He could no longer endure being called a “defeated loser”—it was becoming a mark of shame.
His fist erupted with blinding radiance, like a violet sun exploding, its brilliance unmatched.
Then, something shocking happened. Facing a supreme being of the Void Dao Realm fused with a perfect seed, Shi Hao met the attack head-on—his fist shattering the violet light!
**Boom!**
The world seemed to flip upside down. Chaos qi emerged as Shi Hao’s punch seemed to overturn reality itself, its aura terrifying.
Figures clashed. Zi Shan Kun roared in fury and shock.
Then, everyone saw Huang, bathed in golden divine flames, charging at Lan Xian with overwhelming momentum, his movements grand and unrestrained.
Before his fist, it was as though stars of the heavens rotated in sync, resonating with him. His hair flowed wildly, his eyes icy, his aura devouring mountains and rivers.
**Bang!**
His fist shattered the void, colliding with Lan Xian.
Blue light erupted as her graceful figure staggered, her beautiful face frozen in disbelief.
The force was terrifying, shocking the young female supreme being. Her delicate, snow-white hands trembled in pain!
**Clang!**
At the same time, Shi Hao lunged at Da Xu Tuo, his fist transforming into a silver palm strike engraved with symbols—Kun Peng, Suan Ni, and others—strange and fearsome.
The palm strike slammed into Da Xu Tuo, blocked by the alms bowl. The ancient artifact trembled—then exploded into pieces!
“Heavens! What am I seeing? Is this real?!”
Someone screamed. In mere moments, an earth-shattering change had occurred. Huang, alone, was challenging three supreme beings!
It was hard to believe. Without a perfect seed, how could he be so invincible? Pressuring three supreme beings at once, shaking the heavens and earth—this was beyond comprehension.
“He doesn’t have an ancient supreme seed… so why is he so strong?” The book servant paled, lips trembling as he collapsed to the ground, shuddering at Huang’s terror.
Others shared the same question amidst their shock. Was this Huang’s true strength? Without a perfect Dao seed, how had he reached this level?!
The battlefield erupted in chaos!
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