Jin Zhifei’s pupils were as sharp as blades. With a mere opening of his mouth, a bolt of lightning erupted. His right hand swept through the air, unleashing radiant treasure light that coalesced into a ferocious Lion-Dragon, its maw gaping wide as it lunged toward Shi Hao.
At the same time, a sword-shaped mark glowed crimson between his brows, transforming into a lethal blade that slashed forward, its edge surging like a tide of destruction.
From the very beginning, he had already unleashed three treasure spells to strike at Shi Hao!
Everyone retreated, not daring to approach.
“Take this battle to the platform! No fighting below!” Tuo Ba roared.
The disciples of the Imperial Pass held deep affection for Bìluò Island. Born and raised within the pass, this was one of the rare remnants of a True Immortal, believed to have close ties with their ancestors.
**Boom!**
Shi Hao was simple and direct. With his hands forming seals, he invoked the Thunder Emperor’s Supreme Art. Dark clouds churned in the sky, thick with moisture, forming an oppressive mass.
As he soared into the air, his hand seals intensified, magnifying the thunderous might!
The Thunder Emperor’s divine abilities were unimaginable—especially when merged with the fury of nature. At its peak, it could even summon heavenly tribulation!
**Rumble!**
Lightning erupted, surging toward Jin Zhifei.
Both sides wielded thunder, but theirs were not the same.
**Boom!**
The two forces of lightning clashed, their blinding radiance colliding before annihilating each other.
“Is this all you have, brat? Let me send you to the afterlife!” Jin Zhifei sneered, his aura suddenly skyrocketing, his divine might surging beyond before.
The lightning from his mouth grew fiercer, the Lion-Dragon from his right hand swelled to the size of a mountain, roaring as it sought to devour Shi Hao. Meanwhile, the crimson sword mark between his brows pulsed ominously, resonating like an immortal blade.
**Whoosh!**
After his strike, Shi Hao ascended to the grand platform, landing steadily as his hands continued forming seals.
He did not abandon the Thunder Emperor’s Art—instead, he pushed it further, summoning clouds from all directions, gathering countless bolts of lightning into a storm formation in the sky.
Everyone was stunned. Such power was terrifying.
In an instant, gales howled, sand and stones flew, and the lightning elements of heaven and earth converged. The deafening roar of thunder shook the world.
Years ago, Shi Hao had battled a True God of the Celestial Clan in the Three Thousand Provinces. Despite being at a lower cultivation level, he had used a unique variation of the Thunder Emperor’s Art to channel the might of the heavens, unleashing tribulation-like lightning to slay an opponent beyond his realm.
Now, he was employing that same lethal technique!
**Boom!**
A tempest of wind and rain, a sea of lightning, crashed down, colliding with Jin Zhifei’s three treasure spells.
The leaden clouds were so dense that even the raindrops transformed into flying blades of lightning. At this moment, the heavens and earth seemed entirely under Shi Hao’s control.
The gales themselves turned into arcs of crimson electricity, howling like a blood-red cyclone, ravaging the mortal realm.
Jin Zhifei’s expression darkened. He had intended to crush Shi Hao with his Transcendent Realm cultivation, but he had not expected such a technique—one that harnessed not just personal power, but the might of the cosmos itself.
For this lightning bore the flavor of heavenly tribulation.
Jin Zhifei even wondered if, in the end, true tribulation would descend to annihilate him.
“This is terrifying. To wield the Thunder Emperor’s Art to this extent—if one day he could summon tribulation at will, wouldn’t that make him akin to a sovereign of the world?”
Some whispered in awe. If he reached that point, could he not force tribulation upon his enemies, annihilating them with a single thought?
“Legends say the Thunder Emperor once possessed such power, controlling the life and death of countless beings. Yet even he fell in battle,” someone lamented.
**Boom!**
A violent explosion erupted. The lightning spewed from Jin Zhifei’s mouth was absorbed into Shi Hao’s thunder sea, becoming nourishment.
Meanwhile, the Lion-Dragon conjured by his right hand was drowned in the tempest, struck by lightning blades formed from raindrops. Charred and roaring, it crumbled into bone runes before exploding.
**Clang! Clang! Clang!**
The resonant cries of swords echoed endlessly. The crimson light between Jin Zhifei’s brows surged like blood as a small sword trembled violently, unleashing countless sword beams.
Yet when they met the thunder, all were halted, shattered before they could advance.
The onlookers gasped. How fearsome was Shi Hao’s combat prowess? He was a full realm below Jin Zhifei, yet he could contend like this!
“The Thunder Emperor’s Art!” someone murmured in the distance, eyes gleaming with intensity.
**”Die!”**
Jin Zhifei roared. The crimson sword between his brows shot forth, plunging into the thunder sea as a blazing streak of slaughter, aimed straight for Shi Hao.
This was no ordinary weapon—it far surpassed the power of the Transcendent Realm!
**Boom!**
The void collapsed, cleaved apart by the sword’s edge. Even the lightning was split, carving out a path of nothingness.
**Swoosh!**
The blood-colored sword, radiant as immortal light, eternal and indestructible, arrived before Shi Hao, targeting his head.
“What use is the Thunder Emperor’s Art? Your cultivation is lacking—what can you do to me?!” Jin Zhifei bellowed.
He charged forward, the blood sword growing even more dazzling, crushing the thunder as it sought to strike Shi Hao down.
**Clang!**
At that moment, a dragon-like cry resounded. Shi Hao drew the Great Luo Sword Embryo, swinging it with full force to meet the crimson divine sword.
All anyone saw was a flash of blinding radiance, as if someone had ascended in a burst of immortal light, before darkness reclaimed the space.
That was the Great Luo Sword Embryo—its surface bore a unique mark, depicting a humanoid figure soaring toward immortality amidst a mist of luminous rain. Now, as the sword unleashed its might, this mark manifested, radiant as a True Immortal crossing the heavens, searing the eyes of all who beheld it.
Amidst the thunder’s glare, few could see clearly.
**Crack!**
The crimson divine sword was severed. A weapon of dread, now broken in two, clattered to the ground.
The Great Luo Sword Embryo never radiated overwhelming killing intent—but when faced with a sufficiently powerful weapon, it would retaliate with devastating force.
“You—!” Jin Zhifei’s heart clenched. A treasure of immense importance to him had just been destroyed.
Shi Hao sheathed the sword embryo, engaging Jin Zhifei bare-handed as he continued evolving his techniques.
“Thunder is useless against me!” Jin Zhifei sneered, charging forward through the storm, for he saw no sign of heavenly tribulation.
**Swoosh!**
At the same time, Jin Zhifei manifested an ancient technique, his body bathed in golden light, his expression solemn as he clasped his hands together and slashed forward.
“This is the Jin Clan’s ultimate art—an immortal dao seal!” someone exclaimed in shock.
The Jin Clan had once produced a True Immortal. How could their legacy lack peerless divine abilities? Now, he displayed it, aiming to obliterate Shi Hao.
Golden light cascaded around Jin Zhifei like impenetrable armor. His clasped hands resembled two immortal mountains colliding, erupting with boundless radiance.
The brilliance was overwhelming. As he advanced, the thunder was further dispersed, forced into retreat.
**Boom!**
The immortal dao seal was tyrannical, splitting the heavens, unleashing chaos as it enveloped Shi Hao, seeking to crush him to death.
“You are a realm beneath me—your cultivation is far inferior. How can you contend with me? Be annihilated!” Jin Zhifei roared.
Indeed, as the thunder scattered, Shi Hao’s defenses seemed to vanish. Jin Zhifei closed in without resistance.
**”Six Paths Reincarnation!”**
Shi Hao invoked an ancient heavenly art without restraint.
“The supreme technique of the Supreme Hall!” someone murmured, their heart trembling.
**Rumble!**
Striking above his weight, Shi Hao unleashed the ancient art, tearing through the firmament as fragments of time swirled around him. Six gates of reincarnation opened, seeking to swallow Jin Zhifei whole.
**”Break!”**
Jin Zhifei roared, his hands still clasped, immortal dao aura permeating the air. This was a treasure art created by a True Immortal. Behind him, a colossal figure emerged—solemn and majestic—joining him in suppressing Shi Hao.
Then, his form shifted, his seals expanding to shatter the heavens. He transitioned from the immortal dao seal into an ancient heavenly art!
“The Jin Clan’s ancient heavenly art—the Vajra Immortal Heavenly Art!” Tuo Ba sighed in admiration.
Jin Zhifei resembled a great Vajra, towering between heaven and earth, his body glowing like forged gold, unstoppable in his might. The shadow behind him grew even more solid, as if a Vajra Immortal had revived to crush all enemies!
The two ancient heavenly arts collided, unleashing a cataclysmic explosion of energy.
The Vajra Immortal behind Jin Zhifei strode forward, gazing down upon all creation, seeking to tear apart the Six Paths Reincarnation Gates. Even as fragments of time slashed at it, it remained unyielding.
The scene was horrifying. Many shuddered—was this the legacy of a True Immortal? The techniques they created were too terrifying.
**”Boom!”**
With a deafening blast, the Six Paths Reincarnation Gates vanished.
Simultaneously, the Vajra Immortal shattered, dissolving into a flood of symbols before dispersing entirely.
Yet the aftershock was devastating. The heavens and earth trembled as if on the verge of annihilation.
Shi Hao was sent flying, coughing up blood as he sustained injuries.
But no one thought him weak. Instead, they were awed—he had withstood a strike from a Transcendent Realm genius while being a full realm below!
On the other side, Jin Zhifei also staggered back, blood trickling from his lips. His expression was complex. He was a prodigy, raised amidst divine halos. He knew well the gap a single realm could create—yet his opponent had survived a direct hit!
Especially since he had used his clan’s supreme art, the Vajra Immortal Heavenly Art, and still failed to kill Shi Hao.
“The Supreme Hall is indeed mysterious and fearsome. Their heavenly art surpasses even the Vajra Immortal’s. Otherwise, how could Shi Hao contend across realms?” someone marveled.
“You’re mistaken. It’s Shi Hao himself who is formidable. The art is not invincible—the man is!” another countered.
“Next time, there will be no surprises. This ends now—annihilation!” Jin Zhifei roared, preparing to unleash his clan’s supreme art once more.
“You’re right. Next time, there will be no surprises. This ends now!” Shi Hao echoed.
Jin Zhifei’s pupils contracted in vigilance, yet he remained confident. “The Transcendent Realm can sever even the True Self—let alone external foes! All shall perish! Ten thousand laws, ten thousand spirits—all shall be extinguished!”
With a roar that shook mountains and rivers, he pushed the Vajra Immortal Heavenly Art to its limits. His golden radiance blazed like an indestructible Vajra, his divine might shaking the world as he descended upon Shi Hao.
**”Boom!”**
Yet in the next moment, both the earth and sky were filled with lightning—dense, interwoven, forming an impenetrable net.
Shi Hao stood at its center, impervious to all laws, bathed in terrifying thunder. Like a banished immortal, he was ethereal and transcendent, serene yet untouchable.
“Uncle, beware! He has grasped the Thunder Emperor’s supreme truth—he has manifested heavenly tribulation tailored to your form! Retreat!” Jin Zhan shouted urgently.
Everyone was stunned. Could heavenly tribulation truly be summoned at will?
This… was too terrifying. If one mastered such an art, who in the world could oppose them? All would be annihilated in an instant!
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