Huang stood up, still alive, cradling his own bleeding head in his hands and placing it back on his neck, where divine essence overflowed and radiant light shimmered in countless hues.
The terrifying wound on his neck vanished, healing rapidly as his pale face regained color, and his dull eyes gradually brightened with vitality!
It was eerily bizarre—he had clearly died, yet his life signs had returned.
It must be understood that the guillotine on the Immortal Execution Platform did not merely sever the flesh; it also annihilated the soul, leaving no chance for survival. Yet now, Shi Hao stood unharmed, as if only his body had been severed, his spirit still intact.
The spilled blood on the ground reversed its flow, seeping back into his body through his pores, restoring his vitality.
Soon, Shi Hao was brimming with energy, no longer weakened, his vigor renewed. Even the charred wounds left by the lightning tribulation began to heal.
“I refuse to believe this!” Wang Xi’s granduncle gritted his teeth, unable to accept this outcome.
Today’s tribulation had revealed Shi Hao’s boundless potential, something the Wang Clan could not tolerate. If he were to ascend to the pinnacle of the Great Dao in the future, it would spell disaster.
Jin Zhan’s granduncle’s face darkened with displeasure—he, too, could not accept this result. The Jin Clan had already formed an alliance with the Wang Clan and had repeatedly opposed Shi Hao. This was not the outcome they desired.
“Too good, haha! He actually pulled through and survived!” Cao Yusheng laughed heartily.
Here, the Lunar Grace Goddess and the Heavenly Horned Ant were also overjoyed, their excitement boundless. They had feared they would have to collect Shi Hao’s corpse, never expecting him to endure this calamity.
Others were equally astonished, their hearts shaken. This was truly a miracle, witnessed firsthand.
Even Qi Hong, master of the Five-Spirit War Chariot, couldn’t help but sigh softly, “Huang is truly extraordinary. To walk the Immortal Execution Platform and survive—this is a rarity through the ages, worthy of his heaven-defying talent!”
Tuoba Yulong, the heir of the Everlasting Clan, remarked, “One can’t help but admire him. To reverse death and return to life—what method did he employ?”
The Four Phoenixes of the Wei Clan were also puzzled. Who could survive a trip to the Immortal Execution Platform? Were there any successful examples from the previous era? They did not know. How had Shi Hao managed it now?
The place erupted in fervent discussion, everyone eager to learn how Shi Hao had revived.
On the Immortal Execution Platform, Shi Hao stood motionless, his body emitting a faint glow. He opened his palm and gazed at the marks there, remaining silent for a long time.
At the same time, his transformation was not yet complete—it continued.
“Look! Three Dao Flowers have bloomed above his head, and on one of them sits a living being!”
Someone exclaimed, noticing the change.
Back when Shi Hao was at the Heavenly Deity Realm, he had already achieved this—condensing three immortal auras into three Dao Flowers blooming above his head!
This was derived from the concept of “Dao begets One, One begets Two, Two begets Three, and Three begets all things.”
Most notably, one of the Dao Flower buds had bloomed to reveal a being seated within, shrouded in chaotic energy and immortal mist, usually invisible.
Only Shi Hao himself had ever seen it clearly—the being was identical to him!
Moreover, this being was peculiar, remaining silent and motionless, as if seated in the distant past, existing in an ancient era long gone, not of the present world!
This being was mysterious and utterly unique.
Over the years, Shi Hao had failed to fully comprehend it or draw any combat power from it.
Furthermore, not long ago, while cultivating immortal scriptures, he realized that his earlier cultivation had been rootless, his immortal auras evolving prematurely without taking root within his body.
Thus, he dispersed the three immortal auras, allowing them to take root in his flesh, organs, and bones, nurturing them anew for growth.
This being had also vanished, but Shi Hao knew that this cultivated Dao Fruit had not dissipated—it remained hidden in a corner of his body.
This time, to survive, he had employed every method at his disposal—from the Willow God’s Life Great Technique to entrusting his soul elsewhere, even activating the life force within his Dantian.
Yet, in the end, he found them all useless, ineffective.
On the Immortal Execution Platform, he had ultimately suffered a blow—the dark-red guillotine had severed his neck and beheaded him.
At that moment, Shi Hao sighed. To walk the Immortal Execution Platform was to face death—his life was to end here.
But then, something unexpected happened. The “Dao Fruit” he had never been able to mobilize—the being that once sat upon the Dao Flower—emerged on its own!
At the critical moment, it surged from its temporary dwelling in the Dantian, entered his head, and temporarily merged with his soul, resisting the dark-red light of the guillotine.
Originally, that dark-red bloody force was meant to annihilate his soul, but now it was blocked.
At that moment, Shi Hao realized that this mysterious being was dying in his stead, about to dissipate and vanish.
He felt a pang of loss, wanting to scream, to roar, to stop it—but he was powerless, unable to intervene.
He knew this cultivated Dao Fruit held immense significance for him. To lose it now, as it died for him, filled him with sorrow and refusal.
In the end, he survived—he did not die!
Yet, at the final moment, he saw a mark fly toward that being, stabilizing it as it resisted the guillotine’s light and survived.
Now, fully revived, Shi Hao stood on the platform, gazing at the re-formed Dao Flowers and the seated being, studying them intently.
Then, he looked at his right palm.
Indeed, one mark was missing—only four remained!
Shi Hao had experienced several strange events, as if cycling through reincarnation, with five legendary Reincarnation Marks appearing on his palm. The most recent had been obtained at the Undying Mountain.
Back then, he had gone to retrieve the Undying Scripture, witnessing bizarre and terrifying sights, engaging in a bloody battle where he and his foe perished together.
That time, the fifth Reincarnation Mark had appeared on his palm.
Now, one mark was gone—only four remained.
As for the being seated upon the Dao Flower, though obscured by chaos and immortal mist, Shi Hao could still see that it bore an additional mark.
However, unlike his own, which was imprinted on the surface, this one was peculiar.
The mark was like a shackle, a steel ring binding its body, rendering it immobile, suppressed and restrained!
This left Shi Hao stunned, his heart shaken!
All this time, he had never understood this being’s abilities or the true purpose of the Reincarnation Marks. Now, he had finally glimpsed a corner of the truth.
The being had died in his stead, and the mark had prevented its dissipation. Now, the two were interdependent—the mark suppressed the being, ensuring its continued existence.
For a long time, Shi Hao remained silent, his expression shifting between light and shadow as he pondered this bizarre revelation.
Boom!
The Immortal Execution Platform dispersed, transforming into a sea of lightning before vanishing, leaving Shi Hao standing alone amidst the thunder and the terrifying radiance of the tribulation.
By this point, ordinary lightning could no longer harm him. Having fought his way through the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, enduring countless brushes with death, his trials had been more than enough.
The tribulation was nearing its end!
Faintly, a hazy pool appeared in the sky, from which drops of crystalline liquid descended. Shi Hao raised his head, inhaling the fragrant aroma as he caught the droplets in his palm and drank them, his body erupting with radiant light.
To everyone’s astonishment, the indistinct pool continued to release liquid, cascading down toward him.
Shi Hao’s eyes flickered, but he did not rush to seize it. Instead, he sat cross-legged, opening his mouth to swallow the falling liquid in great gulps.
At this moment, his flesh shone brilliantly, all his wounds vanishing instantly. Even his broken bones regenerated in the blink of an eye.
“Tribulation Lightning Liquid—a supreme fortune!” Many cried out in envy, their faces filled with longing. This legendary treasure was said to bestow immense benefits upon those who consumed it.
Especially in a tribulation of this magnitude—the strongest in history—the accompanying liquid would be even more extraordinary, a peerless opportunity for the younger generation.
And now, the lightning pool was overflowing, its contents pouring directly into Shi Hao’s mouth—an astonishing sight.
The Lunar Grace Goddess, though youthful and beautiful, wiped her mouth unceremoniously, nearly drooling.
“Save me a cup later!” Cao Yusheng shouted.
In the distance, some were so envious their eyes turned red, wishing they could take Shi Hao’s place and claim the treasure for themselves.
Among them was Jin Zhan’s granduncle, his face livid as he glared ahead, his eyes bloodshot with unwillingness. Not only had Shi Hao survived, but he might also undergo a transformation from this liquid, growing even stronger!
“I can’t accept this! Why hasn’t the reply arrived yet?” Wang Xi’s granduncle muttered, clenching his withered fists, murderous intent flickering in his eyes.
Silently, something slipped into his sleeve, having pierced through the void unnoticed.
“Ah, it’s here!” Wang Xi’s granduncle exulted, then said coldly, “Huang, I’ll make you understand what it means to kill without a trace. You think you’re about to attain the Dao? I’ll cripple you halfway, shattering your Dao Fruit!”
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