“Did I truly encounter He Wushuang?” Shi Hao could hardly believe it.
“Both yes and no,” the crow explained.
That person possessed He Wushuang’s combat prowess, but it wasn’t his true form. After all, they were separated by an entire era—how could they meet so easily?
If they truly encountered each other, the consequences would be unimaginable.
He Wushuang had cultivated for endless ages. If he appeared in this era, it would be beyond comprehension!
Thus, to obtain the Indestructible Scripture, Shi Hao must not lose to He Wushuang in his youth. Otherwise, it would be futile—no matter how much he cultivated afterward, he would never catch up, let alone defy the heavens.
“Why did it feel so real? What is this place? How could He Wushuang reappear?”
“This is a reflection of history. In a way, you did encounter He Wushuang, and in part, you witnessed another person fighting him,” the crow sighed, its voice heavy with sorrow.
“Why do you say that?” Shi Hao was puzzled.
“Because, at the end of the Immortal Ancient Era, after the entire world suffered a crushing defeat, there truly was a young man who rode here on his mount, searching for his ancestors, and encountered He Wushuang.”
That young man was incredibly strong, peerless in power, one of the top prodigies of this realm, seen as its last hope, meant to grow and rise in the future.
“He was hidden within an Everlasting Clan, but when the apocalypse came, his heart ached as if pierced by knives. Tears of blood flowed uncontrollably—he knew all his kin had perished in battle, his entire lineage slaughtered on the battlefield!”
“An Everlasting Clan?” Shi Hao showed surprise. “In that final era, could they already determine which clans would endure?”
“Indeed, the Everlasting Clans. Their antiquity surpasses your imagination. Yet, you would never understand how some of them managed to survive. So-called ‘Everlasting Clans’—heh, hahaha!” The old crow’s laughter was piercingly harsh.
It didn’t elaborate further, instead returning to the tale of that young man.
Unable to endure the grief, once the apocalyptic war had settled slightly, the young man rushed to the battlefield to retrieve his kin’s remains. There, he encountered He Wushuang.
He Wushuang, wielding the Immortal-Refining Gourd, had already collected the essence blood of countless supreme beings and should have left long ago. But sensing something, he discovered the Indestructible Scripture and successfully unsealed it.
He Wushuang lingered for several days.
The outcome was inevitable—the young man arrived, and the two clashed in a battle to the death, fighting until madness took them, holy blood splattering the skies!
Alas, the young man fell, mercilessly slain by He Wushuang. He was no match. One of Immortal Ancient’s greatest prodigies perished here, leaving behind only regret.
What Shi Hao experienced was partly a confrontation with He Wushuang’s imprint and partly reliving that young man’s tragic battle.
“He Wushuang is still alive!” the crow declared, its words weighing heavily on Shi Hao’s heart and making the little ant struggle to breathe.
What realm had he reached now? Was there anyone left who could oppose him?!
The little ant gnashed its teeth. “What we experienced felt like reality. Were his words true? Did he kill my elder brother and sister?”
“They were true. It was indeed his doing,” the crow confirmed.
Shi Hao frowned. “Why did it feel so real, as if it wasn’t just an imprint but an actual cycle of reincarnation?”
“This… I cannot say for certain. By my understanding, you only fought his imprint. But this mountain is extraordinary—it’s called the Indestructible Peak. Perhaps it truly can disrupt the balance of time, forcing you to witness the end of Immortal Ancient and encounter He Wushuang’s true self!”
Shi Hao lowered his head, gazing at the fifth reincarnation mark on his palm. He remained silent. The truth could only be known if he one day met He Wushuang in person.
And by then, he would also uncover the secrets of the first four reincarnation marks!
“He Wushuang, you old bastard, you’re still alive, aren’t you? I swear I’ll personally cleave your head from your shoulders!” the little ant roared, making its vow.
Yet, both it and Shi Hao felt an oppressive weight in their hearts.
Because if He Wushuang truly still existed, the trouble would be immense. After all these years, he must have become an unfathomable terror.
Perhaps the entire Nine Heavens and Ten Earths would tremble beneath his feet. If that being reappeared, the consequences would be catastrophic.
Time!
They needed time—time to catch up!
A sense of helplessness rose in Shi Hao’s heart. How could he rise? How could he ascend to the pinnacle of divinity in the shortest time possible? Otherwise, he was doomed to die in regret, achieving nothing.
If he couldn’t compete in time, then he had to transcend his limits, completing in the shortest span what others took endless ages to achieve!
“I need the Indestructible Scripture!” Shi Hao declared. There was no time to waste. He had to obtain the scripture and grow stronger. Time was too precious for him.
“Where is the Indestructible Scripture?” the Heavenly Horned Ant pressed. This was their primary goal—everything else was secondary.
“He Wushuang took it,” the crow sighed.
“What?!” the little ant shrieked.
Shi Hao’s black hair billowed as he clenched his fists. This news was disastrous. Their enemy grew ever stronger, blessed by fate, while they had missed their chance.
The golden little ant roared in frustration, pounding the mountain in fury. How could this be?
“He took the Indestructible Scripture—there’s no worse news!” Shi Hao sighed. Then he questioned, “If the scripture is gone, why test me at all?”
“He Wushuang taking the scripture doesn’t mean the legacy is truly severed here,” the crow said.
“What do you mean?” the little ant demanded.
“What is the Indestructible Scripture?” The crow’s tone turned solemn. “It grants an indestructible body, an eternal form! And for the scripture itself, it must be the same. To be called ‘indestructible’ means the scripture is unending!”
Shi Hao and the little ant were stunned. What kind of logic was this?
“The true Indestructible Scripture is inscribed upon this mountain—the Indestructible Peak!” The crow pointed at the colossal peak.
It revealed a shocking secret: the scripture was etched into the mountain. Unless someone fully mastered it, it would remain forever, never fading.
Back then, after the seal was broken, the golden beast-skin pages that manifested above the peak were merely condensed runes—not actual physical pages.
“To obtain this scripture, one must gain its recognition and find the ‘Scripture Key’ to read it!” the crow explained.
Shi Hao and the little ant were dumbfounded. They hadn’t expected such complexity—even accessing the scripture was this difficult.
They wondered: if it was so hard, requiring so many conditions, how had He Wushuang taken the scripture?
The crow sighed, lamenting the overwhelming strength of the other shore. Supreme, terrifying beings existed there. Several Immortal Kings had once arrived together.
“They joined forces, forcibly unlocking this peak and witnessing the true scripture!”
In the end, after obtaining the scripture for He Wushuang, they used the Immortal-Refining Gourd—crafted specifically to slay true immortals—along with supreme power to shatter the peak and destroy this place.
They didn’t want future generations to obtain the scripture—they sought to sever it forever!
“Yet, they were outsiders. They didn’t understand the scripture’s defiance of heaven. Over the ages, the Indestructible Peak recovered, the scripture re-emerging within. It is indestructible!” the crow declared.
Was this the Indestructible Scripture? Even the scripture itself was unending, eternal in this world!
It was truly miraculous. No wonder it was said that mastering it would make one invincible across the heavens, truly impervious to all calamities, indestructible in this world.
“Ugh!” The little ant sighed, disheartened.
In its view, the situation remained dire. He Wushuang had taken the scripture first—who knew how far he’d progressed? Could they still catch up?
But then it realized something. “Are you saying that once someone truly masters it, the scripture will vanish from here?”
Since the crow said the scripture still remained, and the peak had regenerated, that meant… He Wushuang hadn’t mastered it, or at least hadn’t reached perfection!
“He will never achieve full mastery, never reach the end of this path. Like the Heavenly Horned Ant of the Ten Fiends from the past, he cannot fully comprehend it,” the crow said.
“What do you mean?!” The little ant bristled.
“The scripture is incomplete. What you saw were only four golden beast-skin pages—not the full set. There should be nine in total!” the crow explained.
“Nine pages?” Shi Hao was stunned.
He Wushuang had only taken four? No wonder he couldn’t achieve perfection.
No wonder the Heavenly Horned Ant of the Ten Fiends, despite a lifetime of effort, never fully mastered it. As he himself had said, the scripture was incomplete.
“Where are the remaining five pages?” the little ant asked.
“Rumors say they lie within one of the most terrifying forbidden zones of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. Even in our world, only two or three know of it,” the crow sighed.
Shi Hao and the little ant knew of these forbidden zones—places even Everlasting Clans avoided.
“Which forbidden zone? How do we get the scripture?” The little ant was desperate.
“To enter a forbidden zone, you must first survive. Before learning the last five pages, master the first four!” The crow doused its hopes with cold water.
But unlocking the Indestructible Peak was no easy task. They now knew they needed the so-called “Scripture Key.”
What was it? What did it look like?
“You’ve passed the trial. Your talent is no weaker than He Wushuang’s. All you need is the Scripture Key,” the crow said.
Shi Hao and the golden ant were baffled. They’d never heard of it—where could they find it?
They weren’t like He Wushuang, backed by Immortal Kings and supreme experts who could forcibly extract the scripture. Where would they find such power in this era?
“The one who guided you here should have known about the ‘Scripture Key.’ Did he not tell you?” The crow frowned, disappointed.
What did the Scripture Key look like? Shi Hao asked.
“A bone key, smooth as mutton-fat jade, indestructible and eternal.”
Hearing this, Shi Hao’s heart stirred. He searched hastily and produced a snow-white, crystalline bone key.
“You have it!” the crow exclaimed in astonishment.
Shi Hao understood—the old Heavenly Horned Ant must have sensed this key long ago, hence directing him here!
This item came from an ancient immortal battlefield. Three years prior, all students of the Heavenly Deity Institution had embarked on a trial, entering an ancient land. It was discovered in an underground cavern.
There, they had also encountered a decaying Imperial Butterfly, and members of the Feng Clan—a father and son—had fought over it, perishing there.
Moreover, the supreme empress with the bronze mask had once manifested in the river of time within that battlefield, aiding Shi Hao in repelling an ancient titan.
That place was shrouded in mystery, holding immense secrets.
He never imagined the bone key he’d obtained back then was so crucial. No wonder a decaying Imperial Butterfly had slumbered there.
Thinking of this, he also recalled the dormant little Imperial Butterfly on his person. Years had passed, yet it still slept, like the Divine Striking Stone, never awakening.
One was undergoing metamorphosis after absorbing the decaying butterfly’s imprint, while the other was evolving after devouring treasures like the Ten Thousand Laws Stone and the Destiny Stone.
“With the Scripture Key, you can obtain the Indestructible Scripture!” The crow spoke with absolute certainty.
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