Chapter 1367: Strike the Wang Clan

Kill them all! Swift and decisive, not a single soul was left—every member of the Wang Clan was annihilated.

But the matter didn’t end there. Shi Hao consulted with Cao Yusheng, Chang Gongyan, and others, even seeking out the last remaining elder of the Celestial Deity Academy to inquire about the locations of the Wang Clan’s strongholds.

This was about to shake the heavens!

The place erupted in chaos as people were stunned. The Desolate One was making a bold move, ready to turn the world upside down—this was bound to be a major catastrophe!

Of course, when news spread, the entire Celestial Deity Academy was furious. The Wang Clan had gone too far, eliminating dissent at such a critical moment and targeting the warriors of the Nine Heavens. Their motives were highly suspect.

“We must demand an explanation from the Wang Clan! What exactly are they planning?” someone shouted, igniting the crowd like gunpowder.

“Hah! I can’t wait any longer. Those treacherous bastards of the Wang Clan clearly have sinister intentions. Let’s take the fight to them!” The golden little ant was exhilarated, itching for battle.

Soon, Shi Hao and his allies moved. They boarded a warship, accompanied by a vast crowd, heading straight for the nearest Wang Clan stronghold outside the Celestial Deity Academy.

Shi Hao believed such outposts were undoubtedly responsible for intelligence gathering. The Wang Clan members nearby had been keeping a close watch on the academy—this stronghold had to be destroyed.

A fortress, not small in scale, served as one of the Wang Clan’s lesser branches, recruiting disciples not far from a massive city at the edge of the land.

Surrounded by rolling mountains and towering ancient trees, it was a place of spiritual beauty—otherwise, the Wang Clan wouldn’t have bothered establishing a training ground there.

“Who goes there?”

A shout rang out from the fortress nestled in the verdant mountains as someone spotted the approaching warship.

“Who dares trespass upon the forbidden grounds of the Eternal Wang Clan? Such insolence will be met with death!”

On a high platform at the foot of the mountain, two young men lounged arrogantly, spears resting beside them. Even as the warship approached, they showed no fear, confident that no one would dare assault the Wang Clan. Their warnings were mere formalities.

“Hmph! Still not stopping? You seek death! This is Wang Clan territory—any trespasser will be slain!” one of them sneered coldly.

The warship ignored them, skimming over the forest at breakneck speed, its target clear—it was going to ram straight into the fortress.

“Enemy attack!”

The two youths cried out, sounding the alarm.

Instantly, the fortress stirred to life, activating defensive formations and unleashing waves of glyphs to repel the invaders.

As the warship plowed through, the formation platforms outside the fortress shattered. The two arrogant youths lost their composure, rolling to the ground in terror to avoid being crushed.

**Boom!**

The fortress gates exploded as the high-tier warship tore through the defensive glyphs with ease.

Rows of buildings crumbled and collapsed as the massive vessel bulldozed through, annihilating the stronghold with unstoppable force.

“Who dares provoke the Wang Clan’s branch? Do you not know the immensity of heaven and earth?!” A furious roar echoed as a powerful expert finally took action, unleashing a treasure technique like a raging sea to halt the warship.

This was no ordinary fighter—such strength was unexpected for a mere branch of the Wang Clan, far from their main family.

The warship stopped, hovering mid-air.

**Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!**

Dozens of figures soared into the sky, glaring down at the vessel. Among them, a middle-aged man radiated immense power, his eyes blazing like miniature suns.

Though weaker than the two elders who had entered the Celestial Deity Academy, he was still a formidable expert, at least on par with Wang Tianming.

“It’s you—the Desolate One! How dare you come here?!” The group immediately recognized Shi Hao, their expressions darkening. The leader, the middle-aged man, sensed something amiss. “Where is Wang Tianming?”

“So, you *were* targeting me. You knew Wang Tianming went to the Celestial Deity Academy—but now, he’s dead,” Shi Hao replied coldly.

“What?!” Shock and fury swept through the group. The leader acted swiftly. “Retreat!” He was the first to flee, his eyes burning with hatred as he shot Shi Hao one last glare before attempting to escape.

“As I thought—you were spying on the Celestial Deity Academy. None of you will leave alive!” Shi Hao roared.

From the warship, several radiant beams of light shot forth—glyphs activated from the ancient vessel. **Pfft! Pfft!** Some were struck down mid-flight.

**Swoosh!**

A shadowy figure darted out, instantly catching up to the fleeing middle-aged man. With a single thrust of its spear, it impaled him and lifted him into the air—he couldn’t even resist.

This was one of the soldiers summoned by the golden little ant—a warrior of immense power!

This time, Shi Hao refrained from killing outright—he wanted answers.

He asked the Celestial Deity Academy elder to probe the man’s mind—what exactly was the Wang Clan planning?

“*The Imperishable Scripture!*” The elder’s mental transmission sent a jolt through Shi Hao. The scripture had been exposed—Wang Changsheng had deduced its existence.

Shi Hao couldn’t help but shudder. Wang Changsheng was terrifying—a figure suspected to have been sealed away by an immortal until this era. To deduce the scripture’s existence was beyond frightening.

“Release us… Let this matter end here. Neither side needs to escalate further,” the middle-aged man muttered.

But his words were hollow. Shi Hao saw the cold glint in his eyes—the Wang Clan wasn’t surrendering.

**Splat!**

Shi Hao acted personally, beheading the man with a single sword stroke before extinguishing his soul. Once blood was drawn, there was no turning back.

“Move out—to the next target!”

The warship took off like a streak of light, vanishing into the mountains.

That very day, four of the Wang Clan’s strongholds across the vast territory were obliterated, their key figures slaughtered without mercy.

The news sent shockwaves through the land. Many watched in disbelief—what was the Desolate One doing? He actually dared to strike the Wang Clan’s bases!

This was an earth-shattering event. Attacking multiple strongholds of an Eternal Clan? This was about to tear the heavens apart!

A dark undercurrent surged, brewing into a storm of unimaginable scale.

Sure enough, the Wang Clan retaliated—and they sent a figure of immense importance, leading a grand procession to demand justice at the Celestial Deity Academy.

A war chariot, pulled by nine colossal beasts, rumbled across the sky.

The chariot, weathered and ancient, bore the marks of countless battles—scars from blades and spears left unrepaired, for they had fused with the Dao, enhancing its power.

Wang Zhen!

A descendant of the Wang Clan’s Nine Dragons, eldest son of Wang Er, and among the most senior of the third generation. A figure of immense authority.

Naturally, his cultivation was monstrous—having lived since the ancient times, he had witnessed countless grand events.

The Wang Clan was enraged, mobilizing hundreds of war chariots that thundered across the sky, their stampeding beasts shaking the heavens.

This alarmed many major factions—the Wang Clan was pulling out all the stops, even unfurling their battle banners, a move reserved for full-scale war.

Though still distant, the Celestial Deity Academy received word.

Cao Yusheng fumed. “The Wang Clan is despicable! When the clans marched to the Great Scarlet Sky’s border to fight, they were nowhere to be seen. Now they deploy hundreds of chariots and thousands of elites?”

All eyes were fixed on this approaching tide.

The war chariots, baptized in battle, now gleamed brilliantly as divine power surged through them, their rusted surfaces radiating blinding light.

As they drew near, the overwhelming aura of slaughter pressed down on the Celestial Deity Academy.

Never in its history had the academy faced such a threat—someone was attempting to besiege it.

“Desolate One! Are you here?!” A thunderous voice boomed from the grandest bronze chariot at the horizon, shaking the heavens like the roar of a celestial emperor, splitting the sky.

Both the academy’s members and the gathered spectators shuddered—it was Wang Zhen, as terrifying as rumored, his cultivation unfathomable.

Standing atop a mountain within the academy, Shi Hao bellowed in response:

“You abandon the border war against the foreign enemies, yet bring your elites to besiege the Celestial Deity Academy? What is this—rebellion?!”