With a thunderous roar, the heavens trembled, and cascades of lightning poured down from the sky, painting a breathtaking spectacle!
Shi Hao’s brows furrowed fiercely, his black hair dancing wildly as an overwhelming aura of killing intent surged into the skies. At this moment, he yearned for battle, eager to bathe in the blood of his enemies and wash away the stifling gloom within him.
“Hahaha…” The Flood Dragon Scorpion laughed heartily, unafraid as it stood suspended in the void. Its centipede-like body gleamed with a cold metallic sheen, while its mantis-like arms shone like celestial blades cutting through the air.
Then, it looked down at Shi Hao on the ground with disdain and sneered, “How laughable! Just moments ago, the cultivators of your world—young and old alike—fell one by one, lying prostrate beneath our feet. All of them were failures, utterly defenseless. And yet, you dare boast of killing me? Has the bloodshed not been enough? You pitiful, lowly race—what do you have to contend with me? How can you even fight me? You are all too weak!”
In the distance, the young kings of the foreign realm also burst into laughter, some with mocking expressions, hurling cold and scornful words.
“Truly ridiculous. From ancient times till now, you have always been the weaklings, never once victorious. And yet you dare to roar? It’s like a pitiful insect on the ground threatening a heavenly dragon in the skies—utterly useless! All it does is make you look foolish and pathetic!”
Their words were sharp and cutting, filled with contempt for the beings of this world, treating them as nothing more than dirt. The humiliation they inflicted was severe, striking at the very dignity of those present.
Comparing them to insects against a dragon—what kind of analogy was that? It was beyond excessive, filling the young warriors of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths with deep shame.
“Are you done? Consider those your last words. After I kill this centipede, I’ll wait for the rest of you to step forward—one by one, I’ll slaughter you all. Do you dare?” Shi Hao’s icy retort cut through the air.
The group of young kings opposite him glared with cold, murderous eyes. Their killing intent was so dense that massive boulders—weighing hundreds of thousands, even millions of pounds—floated into the air under the pressure of their invisible auras before exploding into dust, scattering like mist.
None of them spoke, but their stance made their intentions clear.
Given the chance, they would step forward to kill Shi Hao without hesitation. Since ancient times, the beings from the other shore of the world had always triumphed, their superiority ingrained. Never had anyone dared to defy them—those who resisted perished, utterly annihilated.
This youth named “Huang” had been provoking them from the start, standing firm against them. The best solution was to erase him completely!
“Flood Dragon Scorpion, why haven’t you killed him yet? Do you truly enjoy listening to the ravings of a lowly creature?” someone said coldly.
“Cultivation is tedious. It’s rare to find someone bold enough to spout nonsense at us. Let him remain ignorant of the vastness of heaven and earth—it will only make his eventual crushing all the more satisfying,” the Flood Dragon Scorpion replied with a laugh.
Then, its expression turned cold once more, matching the aura it had when it slew the Purple Sun Heavenly Monarch. Step by step, it advanced through the void, closing in.
“The hunt truly begins now!” it declared with a sinister chill, one of its arms transforming into a gleaming celestial blade, pointing directly at Shi Hao.
Arrogant to the core, it had never once considered the possibility of defeat. It strode forth with overwhelming confidence, viewing the young supreme beings of this world as nothing more than prey waiting to be slaughtered.
“Come and die if you wish!” Shi Hao replied coldly, forming a fist seal as his body radiated a clear glow, his battle blood gradually boiling.
“Fortune favors me. Even the Immortal Turtle Shell shards shine auspiciously for me—the outcome is already decided,” the Flood Dragon Scorpion said indifferently, raising its arm to cleave its foe in half.
“Hmm?” At that moment, many were stunned, staring blankly at the Immortal Turtle Shell shards.
The shard corresponding to the Flood Dragon Scorpion had suddenly dimmed, its auspicious glow vanishing entirely, replaced by a dull grayness.
“What’s happening? Why did it change? Just moments ago, it was radiant!” Many were shocked—the shift was far too abrupt. Just as the battle was about to begin, how could it change so suddenly?
This was unusual. First, the combatant had changed, and now even the auspicious signs had disappeared. The divine glow of the Immortal Turtle Shell shards had faded—it was eerie!
The Flood Dragon Scorpion’s expression darkened. It had just declared fortune was on its side, only for the situation to reverse immediately. This displeased it greatly, its eyes turning venomous.
“Human, you may die now. Lowly race, just like your ancestors—grovel beneath our feet!” the Flood Dragon Scorpion roared.
Whoosh!
Its right arm swung, the mantis blade blindingly radiant, illuminating the heavens as it slashed toward Shi Hao. It was as if hell itself had manifested, severing the boundaries of this world, blood qi billowing forth.
This was the Flood Dragon Scorpion’s killing intent—a peerless blade light, dazzling and cruel, accompanied by a bloody aura, eager to shred Shi Hao to pieces!
Clang!
Shi Hao stood firm, his body taut as he formed a fist seal with his right hand, unleashing a beam of searing lightning that collided with the mantis blade. Cold light and blinding lightning erupted simultaneously, sending plumes of mist spiraling into the sky as the very heavens seemed to split apart!
This clash was devastating in its intensity!
When the dust settled and the light faded, the Flood Dragon Scorpion hovered in the void, glaring down with a ferocious aura.
Yet, on the ground, Shi Hao remained unmoved, unharmed, standing tall and unscathed.
“Flood Dragon Scorpion, this isn’t like you. Are you holding back?” someone questioned, displeased.
The Flood Dragon Scorpion had merely been testing the waters, holding back. Its centipede-like body crackled, each segment gleaming with dark golden light—powerful and unyielding.
“You disappoint me. Far weaker than I imagined. I won’t hold back—this ends now!” the Flood Dragon Scorpion declared to Shi Hao.
Though it had been arrogant earlier, it had remained cautious. Now, after this brief probe, it saw no need for restraint. This battle would be fought with everything it had.
Whoosh!
The Flood Dragon Scorpion shot forward like lightning, its body coiled as it lunged at Shi Hao. It spat a wave of dark light capable of corroding all things, while its right arm transformed into a celestial blade, aiming to cleave Shi Hao’s head from his shoulders.
This was its ultimate strike—the same technique that had immobilized the Purple Sun Heavenly Monarch before bisecting him, sealing his fate.
Crack!
A terrifying sound erupted as the void itself collapsed under the sheer force of the Flood Dragon Scorpion’s charge. Space shattered, time distorted—it was unstoppable!
This was its most devastating attack, condensed in an instant to annihilate its foe!
Roar!
The earth shook as Shi Hao let out a mighty roar, leaping into action at last. He had been waiting for this moment.
He sought to make an example, to kill his opponent swiftly, to wash away the humiliation of this world with blood, to deliver the most shocking display of might.
Around Shi Hao, waves of radiant flames surged. He resembled a battle immortal bathed in divine fire, his eyes blazing like stars, his body engulfed in dazzling brilliance.
Moreover, the gates within his body opened—his flesh as the seed—condensing his latent potential into pure radiance, forming a luminous halo that encased him, resplendent and awe-inspiring.
The flames and the impervious barrier made Shi Hao appear sacred and invincible, like an immortal reborn through fire, exuding an aura of indomitable power.
Crack!
The heavens twisted and split, unable to withstand such force.
Boom!
The world trembled as the Flood Dragon Scorpion’s dark light failed to breach Shi Hao’s radiant halo, being utterly nullified by its glow—truly impervious to all techniques.
And when the Flood Dragon Scorpion’s arm descended as a celestial blade, Shi Hao did not dodge. Instead, he unleashed his own ultimate strike, his right hand manifesting the runes of the Kun Peng, the Thunder Emperor, and the Willow Deity—all fused into one, peerless and supreme!
His hand met the gleaming celestial blade head-on!
This was a direct clash—failure would mean losing his hand. It was the most brutal form of combat.
Most would never dare such a move, preferring to test each other cautiously rather than risk mutual destruction so swiftly.
But Shi Hao did so for two reasons: confidence, and the desire to end the battle quickly. By refusing to evade, he compressed what could have been hundreds or even thousands of exchanges into a single decisive moment.
Victory or defeat—simple and absolute.
The Flood Dragon Scorpion’s eyes turned icy. It hadn’t expected Shi Hao to meet it head-on, adopting a fight-to-the-death approach. It sneered inwardly.
“My body, my arms—indestructible. To challenge me in raw physical combat? You seek death!” Such was its confidence.
At this moment, the world seemed to hold its breath. All eyes were locked on the two combatants.
On the side of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, many were so tense they could barely breathe, hearts pounding in fear that Shi Hao might fall.
“Win, please!”
“No more defeats—slay this monstrous centipede!”
Some prayed silently, desperate for a victory to wash away their shame and restore their confidence.
On the foreign side, the young kings watched intently, their usual arrogance replaced by tension. Even they could not remain calm at this critical juncture.
The celestial blade’s radiance split the heavens, a sight both magnificent and terrifying!
Yet Shi Hao’s countering hand bore no such brilliance—only wisps of chaotic energy and obscure, profound runes swirling faintly.
Shi Hao roared, his right hand transforming into a blade as it met the mantis arm. Flesh clashed against flesh—a true test of life and death.
What would be the outcome?
Every heart pounded in suspense. The world fell silent, all awaiting the verdict.
Squelch!
The sound of rending flesh echoed, drawing cries from many as if they themselves were in the midst of the life-or-death struggle.
Amid the spray of blood, Shi Hao stood tall, unharmed.
The Flood Dragon Scorpion’s face twisted in agony—its right arm, the celestial blade, had been severed cleanly by Shi Hao’s hand, blood gushing forth.
How terrifying was this?
The Flood Dragon Scorpion’s arm, reputed as a peerless blade, had been shattered bare-handed—a devastating outcome!
“Ahhh—!” The Flood Dragon Scorpion howled, its entire right arm severed, blood pouring relentlessly.
It could not believe it had been bested, that someone had destroyed one of its most vital limbs.
Had the two fought conventionally, the battle could have dragged on for countless exchanges without resolution.
“Yes! Sever its arm, crush its arrogance!” Many roared, their pent-up frustration boiling over at the sight of the once-invincible Flood Dragon Scorpion suffering such a grievous wound.
“Where do you think you’re going?!”
Shi Hao bellowed as the Flood Dragon Scorpion turned to flee. He pursued through the void, relentless.
Whoosh!
The Flood Dragon Scorpion lashed out with its centipede-like body, whipping toward Shi Hao like a deadly flail, splitting the void.
Thud!
Shi Hao seized the tail, yanking the creature back with Herculean strength. Gripping its body with both hands, he tore it apart with a mighty pull!
Squelch!
Blood sprayed as the Flood Dragon Scorpion’s body was ripped in two—Shi Hao’s display of dominance was nothing short of legendary, bathing in blood like a conqueror reborn!
His black hair, now drenched in blood, whipped wildly as his eyes blazed like lightning.
The mighty Flood Dragon Scorpion—torn apart alive in this brutal clash—shocked all who witnessed it.
“Ahhh—!” The Flood Dragon Scorpion wailed, drenched in its own blood, its cries filled with agony.
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