Shi Hao’s body swayed as he stepped onto the floating bridge, accompanied by thunder and lightning, ascending to the Ninth Heaven after slaughtering his way up from the Ten Earths!
This was a feat of legend—countless armies stretched endlessly beyond sight, yet he charged through them all, carving a path of blood!
But upon arriving here, the danger only intensified!
A great battle was already raging, the clamor of war shaking the heavens. Shi Hao’s sudden intrusion was tantamount to joining the fray, instantly drawing the attention of countless beings.
Cultivators from the foreign domain pounced on him, attacking with ruthless frenzy, even abandoning their original foes to encircle and hunt him down!
The ancient ancestors were already at a disadvantage, unable to spare any aid. With no reinforcements coming, Shi Hao found himself in dire straits, facing even greater peril than in the Ten Earths—for the beings of the Ninth Heaven were far stronger in overall combat power!
Shi Hao had no choice but to fight his way forward in a blood-soaked rampage. At this point, how could he turn back? Retreat was not an option—the heavenly tribulation would not vanish. He either endured and triumphed or perished beneath the thunder!
Moreover, this tribulation was beyond external intervention. There was no way to interfere—the lightning calamity was inescapable.
“Protect my wife, children, and elders—kill!”
“Defend our lands, spill my blood—kill!”
The ancient ancestors roared as they charged, fearless even in the face of death. Even as heads rolled, their bodies pressed forward, brandishing celestial halberds and other weapons.
Shi Hao was stirred, as if transported back to that era of despair—struggling in dire straits, rising in the apocalypse, fighting relentlessly before the final burial of the Immortal Ancient!
“Come then, you demon spawn of the foreign domain! Today, we kill to our heart’s content!” Shi Hao bellowed, unsure whether this was the tribulation or a dreamlike return to the Immortal Ancient, fighting with his life on the line.
Clang!
A silver-armored king rushed forth, wielding a halberd and mounted atop a ferocious beast, charging with overwhelming might.
The steed was colossal, like a demonic mountain, carrying its rider as it trampled the void with thunderous steps, forcing nearby beings to scatter.
“Submit to me, and I shall spare you as my servant!” the silver-armored royal cultivator roared, his cultivation at the Severing Self Realm.
This was astonishing—it felt eerily real, as if he were truly conversing with Shi Hao. The lightning-born beings here were even more terrifying and bizarre than those in the Ten Earths.
“Royal blood means nothing—I’ve slain your kind before!” Shi Hao retorted. With a clang, a massive, gleaming blade materialized in his grasp, forged from thunder as he channeled the Thunder Emperor’s Treasure Art.
“Then die!” the silver-armored king roared, urging his steed to trample Shi Hao while bringing his halberd down in a devastating slash.
Shi Hao let out a battle cry, his blade shining like a river of stars, transforming into a radiant divine light as he met the attack head-on.
Boom!
The deafening clash of blade and halberd erupted in a blinding explosion, like a star shattering, illuminating the dark cosmos.
Energy raged, howling through the vicinity.
“You cannot be left alive!” the foreign king snarled, his killing intent overwhelming, as if he possessed true sentience and emotion.
“Kill!” Shi Hao roared back, pressing the assault.
The two clashed fiercely, locked in a battle of equals. This was a commander, leading countless warriors in this region, his strength unmatched.
Shi Hao exhausted every technique, fighting for a thousand exchanges without resolution.
“Who is this human? Where did he come from? How can a Virtual Dao cultivator rival a Severing Self royal?”
“This is a pure-blooded Severing Self royal, not some diluted branch lineage—yet he’s holding his own!”
Voices echoed amid the lightning, making Shi Hao question whether this was truly a tribulation or a temporal rift plunging him into an apocalyptic battlefield.
But hesitation was not an option. There was only one path—fight to the bitter end!
“Perish!” The silver-armored king unleashed an ancestral technique, engulfing the area in silver light. Countless beings turned to immobile silver statues, their flesh petrified—only the foreign domain’s forces remained unaffected.
Shi Hao faced imminent peril as his body stiffened, silver radiance threatening to metalize him permanently.
“Break!” Shi Hao roared, expanding his sole heavenly aperture. Divine light erupted from within, igniting and repelling the silver corrosion.
Boom!
The silver light detonated, unable to claim him.
“Slash!”
Shi Hao’s blade became a streak of light as he poured his utmost strength into the strike, fusing multiple treasure arts into one.
Sssshhh!
The blade’s aura split the heavens, its terror unmatched.
“Kill!” The foreign king retaliated, merging with his steed as the beast unleashed its own lethal technique.
Sssshhh!
Shi Hao’s blade cleaved through the steed’s ancestral art, shattering its defenses and splitting its body in two with a spray of blood.
“Roar!”
The beast’s death cry was cut short as it was bisected.
Clang!
Simultaneously, Shi Hao’s blade struck the halberd, infused with the power of the Primordial True Solution and the Indestructible Scripture.
Crack!
The halberd shattered, and the blade continued unimpeded, shearing through the king’s protective aura and splitting his skull.
Blood fountained as the king was cleaved from crown to waist, exploding into gore.
With this single stroke, Shi Hao had slain both rider and steed!
Boom!
Countless thunderbolts seared Shi Hao’s flesh, leaving him charred and bleeding—the royal’s final retaliation.
The battle ended, and Shi Hao pressed onward.
A path of blood and unrelenting combat stretched before him.
Yet the sights along the way were harrowing.
Villages and cities burned, war raging everywhere.
“No! Let me go!”
In a distant village, a youth struggled as a foreign cultivator lifted him and dashed him to the ground, killing him instantly.
“I’ll fight you!” A woman screamed, lunging forward.
Sssshhh!
A cold flash—her head rolled, the killer emotionless.
“Mother!” A little girl stood frozen in terror.
A single stomp reduced her to a bloody pulp.
“Beasts! Face justice!” An elder swung a blade, only for it to shatter. He coughed blood before his neck was snapped.
Shi Hao watched, eyes burning with fury.
He couldn’t fathom why this tribulation felt so real, mirroring history’s horrors, stoking his rage.
Perhaps these were echoes of the past—the final battle where the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths were annihilated.
The village and beyond burned, screams filling the air as foreign invaders slaughtered indiscriminately.
Shi Hao intervened, his blade a whirlwind of vengeance, decapitating the butcher he’d witnessed earlier.
He became a demon god, slaughtering hundreds of invaders until none remained.
This was a world drenched in blood, a living hell of suffering.
Unable to bear more, he fled into the wilderness.
This was the tribulation—no matter his actions, history remained unchanged. He couldn’t endure witnessing further atrocities.
“Wait—that city looked like one from the present era… Could it be…?” Shi Hao shuddered.
Were these not past events, but prophecies of tragedies yet to come?
“Kill!” he howled, charging onward.
The wilderness teemed with enemies—countless silver-winged centipedes, each three feet long, rained down like arrows.
They were endless, their venomous strikes piercing his defenses, exhausting him.
Yet he fought through, ascending to higher realms.
This was a trial of life and death. Battered and broken, bones exposed in places, he refused to yield.
“Seventh Heaven!”
“Eighth Heaven!”
The crowd counted in awe as he neared the final ascent.
“He’s reached the Ninth Heaven!”
“Shi Hao—is he forging a myth within a myth? Surviving such a tribulation?”
“This calamity surpasses all records for his realm—yet he’s on the verge of triumph!”
“Unprecedented! Unrepeatable!”
Young onlookers cheered, feeling as if they were there.
“Surviving this, Shi Hao will reap unimaginable rewards!” some speculated.
“An invincible legend is being written!” others marveled.
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