Shi Hao struck out, unleashing a torrent of treasure spells in an instant, and the gathered kings from the other shore of the world found themselves under attack!
Sword light flashed, divine horns split the heavens, and beastly feet shattered ancient lands… The battlefield erupted with roars as the attacked kings retaliated without mercy.
Everyone was stunned—how could someone dare to provoke so many kings alone? Was this a reckless death wish?
Shi Hao had only one goal: to draw these enemies in, crush their arrogance, and allow his own side to retreat, calm themselves, and strategize a way to break the deadlock.
Because he sensed something dire—the enemies knew far too much about the ancient seeds. There was likely a hidden trump card among them!
**Boom!**
A deafening explosion resounded as over a dozen supreme treasure spells, fueled by fury, blasted toward Shi Hao. These were the divine techniques of multiple kings.
**Swoosh!**
Shi Hao transformed into a streak of lightning, vanishing from his original position with astonishing speed. Even someone as powerful as him couldn’t afford to face so many kings head-on.
“Daring to provoke us? You court death!” the Silver Yaksha sneered coldly.
**”Roar!”** The Void Beast King bellowed, shaking the heavens and splitting the skies as it continued its assault on Shi Hao.
Zi Shan Kun, Lan Xian, Lü Hong, Da Xu Tuo, and others were shaken. None had expected Shi Hao to act so boldly, but they quickly realized he was aiding them.
Earlier, they had all sensed something amiss—the creatures from the other shore knew far too much about the ancient seeds, even detecting those hidden deep within their bodies.
**”Halt!”**
At that moment, a thunderous voice boomed from behind, infused with the essence of the Great Dao.
An elder from the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths intervened, fearing Shi Hao would perish under the combined assault of the kings.
“Those who provoke must pay the price!” the Golden Demon Bird declared, her golden hair cascading, beauty intertwined with murderous intent.
“You won’t escape!” A man with a diamond-shaped scale on his forehead charged straight at Shi Hao.
None of the dozen or so enemies from the other shore relented, each moving swiftly to eliminate Shi Hao in response to his earlier provocation.
Their confidence was absolute—even the elders’ warnings from the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths meant nothing to them. They trusted their own elders to shield them from harm.
“Come! Let me slaughter my fill and avenge our fallen predecessors!” Shi Hao’s eyes gleamed like lightning as he locked onto one target, preparing to strike first.
Not long ago, elders like Xiang Feng and the Crimson-Haired Divine Monarch had perished, their souls extinguished. Their tragic deaths had cast a pall over morale. Shi Hao sought to shatter this suffocating gloom with an overwhelming victory.
The wind howled as Da Xu Tuo, Shi Yi, Qi Gu, and others moved to assist him. No one could stand alone against so many kings.
**Boom!**
The earth trembled as a tall figure appeared—the Great Elder, standing between the young cultivators of both realms.
Clad in gray robes, his posture unyielding, he blocked the kings.
“Will you interfere?”
Faced with such a figure, the young kings showed no fear. The Serpent Yaksha and others even intensified their attacks.
The Great Elder remained unmoved. A radiant barrier erupted around him, dissolving their assaults and sending the Silver Yaksha and others flying backward.
“Seeking to bully the weak with your strength?”
From the opposing side, darkness swirled as three indistinct figures materialized, standing before the Great Elder without a trace of movement.
“If I sought to bully the weak, they would already be dead,” the Great Elder replied.
“With us here, do you think you can succeed?” one of the three ancient figures said coldly, their presence as immovable as primordial idols.
“Earlier, only one representative from each era fought. The same should apply to the younger generation,” the Great Elder countered, hoping to prevent an all-out war.
He feared the other shore had devised a method to counter the ancient seeds and didn’t want to recklessly sacrifice future elites.
“Are you afraid, Daoist? These youths wish to fight—why deny them? Sheltering them too much breeds weakness. Our geniuses clawed their way through mountains of corpses. Even if you stop them, your youths won’t retreat. To admit inferiority would shatter their Dao hearts.”
The middle figure spoke dispassionately, his words piercing the hearts of many, especially the younger generation, who clenched their fists in response.
“People of the other shore, are you afraid? If you fear death, flee now! Hide behind your mothers and never show your faces again! Hahaha!”
“Can you hide forever? When our armies fully cross over, where will you run? Cowards, too scared to even fight!”
The dozen or so young cultivators from the other shore laughed mockingly, taunting them mercilessly.
The fact that some of the first to speak were women only stoked the fury of Zi Shan Kun and the others—this was blatant humiliation.
Though they knew it was provocation, anger still flared.
Qi Gu Daoist, Lan Xian, Da Xu Tuo, and others agreed—they had to fight, even if the enemy understood the flawless seeds. Retreat was not an option.
“Fight!”
Not one, but many voices roared in unison from the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. The younger generation refused to back down.
If they had to face this eventually, why not today?
Otherwise, what was the point of possessing perfect seeds if they lacked the courage to fight?
“Let me handle this!”
Shi Hao stepped forward, taking the lead. Unburdened by any ancient seed, he was free to fight unrestrained.
“I’ll join!” Qi Gu Daoist and others from the Sacred Academy moved to stand beside him.
“Hmm.” One of the three ancient figures from the other shore glanced at Shi Hao. “Interesting.”
“Let me go first—I’ll hunt them all down!” The Serpent Yaksha stepped forward, silver light shimmering.
“Let the Immortal Tortoise Shell decide the matchups,” one of the ancient figures unexpectedly declared.
“Like the battles of old, when peerless experts clashed?” The Great Elder trembled slightly, suppressing turbulent emotions.
That battle had been brutal—kings had fought the other shore’s strongest, their fates decided by the shell, ending in rivers of blood.
“Yes. Since both sides wish to fight, let the shell decide their opponents.”
The elders of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths fell silent. This was a deliberate reminder of their darkest hour.
That battle had ended with their kings’ corpses wrapped in banners, sealing their world’s fate.
For the younger generation to face the same method was a cruel reopening of old wounds.
“Bring it on! Who’s afraid?” the Little Heavenly King of the Immortal Academy shouted.
“Fight to the death!” others from the Sacred Academy roared.
“Avenge our ancestors!” The youths of the eternal families burned with fury.
That ancient battle had ended in their ancestors’ slaughter, the skies stained with blood.
The world’s downfall had begun with that defeat.
Anyone who knew that history seethed with rage, yearning to rise and avenge their forebears.
The three ancient figures from the other shore remained motionless, watching coldly.
Their words had struck deep—the weight of the Immortal Tortoise Shell’s decision was suffocating.
Many elders wanted to stop this, but their own blood boiled with killing intent.
“If they can’t overcome this, what future do they have? If the flawless seeds are truly countered, protecting them is meaningless. Let them fight!” an elder from the Immortal Academy declared.
The Great Elder, Meng Tianzheng, nodded silently. The clan masters of the eternal families agreed.
What was meant to come would come. If the seeds had lost their luster, clinging to them was futile.
“Good. Prepare for battle!” one of the ancient figures from the other shore intoned.
“Haha! We’ve been waiting!” the young kings cheered.
“Like our ancestors, we’ll slaughter your so-called elites!” another crowed.
The people of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths clenched their fists, the old wounds bleeding anew.
“You gamble with the fate of your clans, your world!” the Great Elder said coldly.
“The youths’ battle isn’t that significant… but victory will speak volumes,” an ancient being replied.
Another added, “The Dao’s fortune favors us. Just as our ancestors triumphed, so shall we. Your next generation’s hope will be extinguished!”
“You—!” Rage surged among the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
“You’ve gone too far this time,” the Great Elder said icily.
His gaze briefly met Shi Hao’s—unreadable to others, but Shi Hao felt the weight of expectation.
**Victory.**
They couldn’t afford to lose.
This battle was no ordinary clash—it echoed the world’s downfall.
The air was thick with tension, suffocating.
“Begin!” an ancient voice declared.
The duel of the younger generation, decided by the Immortal Tortoise Shell, had commenced.
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