Chapter 1292: The Time Passage

**Boom!**

The lightning in the heavens was terrifying, exploding beside them, shattering the void and tearing apart the cosmos. Its power was even more horrifying than a heavenly tribulation.

Each massive bolt of lightning descended like a river of stars from the deepest reaches of the firmament, boundless and blinding, causing tears of blood to stream from their eyes.

“Damn it, what kind of cursed place is this? How did we end up here?!” the little ant screamed, its antennae trembling as its entire body turned cold with fear.

Shi Hao’s scalp tingled with dread. This was a forbidden land—one that should never be approached. Even the outskirts were this terrifying; if they ventured into the center, they would surely be annihilated, body and soul.

Though confident in his abilities, his instincts screamed that even his formidable physique wasn’t enough to withstand this place. If struck by the lightning, he would likely be reduced to a mist of blood on the spot!

“Ah—no!” the little ant shrieked, struggling desperately, unleashing its clan’s supreme divine ability—strength capable of shaking heaven and earth, overturning the cosmos.

Yet, an invisible force field radiated, instantly dissolving their resistance.

Space twisted, time flowed, and fragments of time bloomed like flowers, erasing all power.

The only saving grace was that though the lightning cascaded down with overwhelming force—enough to slay supreme beings—it didn’t strike them directly, as if some mysterious force diverted it.

A dense aura of time, carrying the weight of countless years, surged like an ocean ahead, violently swirling into an unfathomable passage—its destination unknown!

“Hurry, think of something, or we’re dead!” the golden ant panicked. Still young, it had barely emerged into the world before facing such a calamity, its mind in chaos.

**Whoosh!**

Shi Hao raised his left hand, firing dozens of golden divine chains from his palm, like spider silk, lashing toward a distant reef in an attempt to anchor themselves.

This was the Willow God’s technique, but here, it was useless. The entire sky seemed to press down, dimming the golden chains and shattering the reef.

“Break open!” the little ant roared, throwing punch after punch, channeling its clan’s ultimate strength technique to shatter the restraints.

**Pfft!**

It suffered backlash, coughing blood. Though the lightning didn’t strike their ghostly vessel, a terrifying pressure descended—like the collapse of the universe itself, threatening to annihilate all existence.

“I’ll tear through this!”

Shi Hao bellowed, activating his divine abilities—the Reincarnation Treasure Technique, infused with fragments of time.

But instead of helping, it only accelerated their flight. A mysterious force seized them and the ghostly ship, hurtling them toward the towering vortex!

“What the hell is happening? Others board this ship and sail straight to the North Sea Stone Forest—why are we so unlucky?!” the golden ant wailed.

Shi Hao pondered. Many had used the ghostly ship without incident—why were they caught in this anomaly?

“Could it be because you’re a descendant of the Heavenly Horned Ant, triggering some ancient rule that trapped us in this time passage?” he speculated.

“Don’t blame me! Since when do laws recognize bloodlines? It must be some forbidden object that activated this!” the ant snapped.

Shi Hao frowned. He had considered that too, but could a mere artifact create such a terrifying phenomenon?

Thinking carefully, he did possess a few “forbidden items”—but which one was responsible?

**Whoosh!**

A tsunami surged, waves thousands of feet high crashing into the sky, powerful enough to shatter mountains and scatter the clouds.

Yet, they couldn’t reach the inverted peaks and vast forests suspended in the heavens.

The golden sun—formed from an ancient Golden Crow—was submerged beneath the waves, its shattered radiance still blazing hot.

“Hurry, I can’t hold on!” The little ant, though small, had a formidable spirit. Yet now, blood seeped from its brow.

The closer they got to the time passage, the stronger the suppression—as if a blade of time sought to sever their souls.

Shi Hao grew desperate. They were about to enter the passage—who knew where they’d end up?

**Boom!**

Amidst the lightning, he first summoned the Thunder Emperor Armor. Though battered and rusted, under the celestial lightning, it awakened like an ancient immortal, radiating indestructible light.

“What kind of demonic armor is this? Did it cause this?!” the ant struggled, fearing the lightning would be drawn to them, frying them alive.

This thunder surpassed even the Void Dao Realm—even a Supreme Being would be roasted!

Yet, after a brief glow, the armor fell silent, showing no resonance with the time passage.

**Whoosh!**

Next, Shi Hao produced the *Primordial True Interpretation*, holding the Ten Thousand Spirits Diagram. The luminous bone was gentle yet extraordinary—but still, no reaction.

**Clang!**

Then, he summoned a sword embryo—dull and ordinary at first, but under the lightning, it trembled violently, its blade light tearing through the heavens!

The Great Luo Immortal Sword—its killing intent had never been so intense, its aura so bloodthirsty, as if it sought to slaughter all life!

**Boom!**

The sword light pierced the heavens, no longer mere energy but a towering mountain, shredding the sky.

Shi Hao was stunned, then chilled. He had never imagined the sword could be so terrifying—was it reacting to the environment?

A bloody mist spread, engulfing the sea.

The stench of blood was overwhelming, as if the sword sought to exterminate all living things!

So eerie, so horrifying!

For a moment, he wanted to discard it. The sword’s light remained dazzling, like celestial rain, yet beyond its three-foot radius, everything was drenched in crimson.

“What kind of sword is this? Why is it so sinister?” the ant gasped, bewildered by the sheer malevolence.

The sword resisted the passage’s power, slashing through time itself with unyielding ferocity!

Yet, it eventually stabilized, as the time fragments and lightning no longer clashed with it.

“Still not the cause. What is it?” Shi Hao sighed.

He then produced a dragon scale—over a foot long, exuding draconic majesty—a relic from the blood-stained black ship he once boarded while chasing the ominous and eerie.

“Dragon aura!” the ant murmured warily.

Still, no effect.

In an instant, Shi Hao summoned all his artifacts, piling them together.

But it was too late. An irresistible force yanked them toward the passage, where thunder roared and time swirled.

Even before entering, their souls trembled with dread.

Time flowed strangely here—as if millennia could pass in an instant. This was a gate of time, its destination unknown.

No one could explain why such gates existed. Throughout history, only a few cases were recorded—all unsolved mysteries.

And now, Shi Hao was about to experience it firsthand.

“Waaah! No! I don’t want to die! I’m not even grown yet, haven’t married, haven’t left behind an invincible bloodline for my clan! Don’t take me—the Heavenly Horned Ants must not go extinct!” the ant flailed in panic.

Shi Hao was equally frantic. Who knew where they’d end up? If they were flung into the primordial era or the previous epoch, they’d be severed from this world forever!

His mind raced. How was this passage formed?

Was it man-made or a natural phenomenon? If the former, what kind of power could achieve this? If the latter, what conditions birthed it?

“Ah—!”

Both screamed as they crashed into the light barrier, merging with the thunder and time force, entering the passage.

**Boom!**

The world quaked, tsunamis surged!

Light swallowed everything—only the waves and the flow of time remained.

A shocking transformation occurred!

The passage split, lightning veering aside. Shi Hao and the ant plummeted inside.

Instantly, they felt the erosion of time—their bodies aging millennia in moments, shrouded in a withering glow.

“I don’t want to die old! If we’re in, then send us through!” the ant wailed.

Shi Hao resisted, but his strength was like a grain of sand in the ocean. Around them, massive celestial bodies rotated.

“No—!” they cried in unison.

**Thud!**

A dull sound echoed, accompanied by an eternal light—reversing their aging, rejuvenating them.

At the same time, Shi Hao’s eyes widened.

He saw small paper boats, drifting through the time passage—each stained with blood, bearing words.

*”Only I remain…”*

The same familiar script, the same paper boats from before.

**Crack!**

A world-shattering bolt struck, and in the blinding radiance, a figure emerged—graceful, peerless in beauty, approaching them!