At this very moment, Shi Hao’s heart burned with fury. Gods would be slain if they stood in his way, and Buddhas would perish if they dared obstruct him!
Upon discovering that two strange insects were hiding on Wang Xi’s granduncle, his killing intent surged to the heavens. It was indeed the Wang Clan’s doing—so sinister and treacherous, plotting to kill him during his tribulation.
Since his enemies had stooped so low, sparing no vile means, he could no longer restrain himself. He erupted completely.
Whether it was Wang Xi or Jin Zhan, anyone who dared stand in his way would be struck down without hesitation.
He had already raised his palm, forming a seal, ready to strike at Wang Xi and Jin Zhan. Crushing geniuses—wasn’t that what the Wang Clan loved to do? Well, he would demonstrate it right here and now!
Especially now that Jin Zhan had taken the initiative to attack, slapping a palm toward him, seeking a duel. Shi Hao would show no mercy!
“Zhan’er, retreat!” Jin Zhan’s granduncle stepped forward at the critical moment, pulling him back and causing his strike to miss, forcing him to withdraw.
“Granduncle, what is the meaning of this?” Jin Zhan was unwilling, his face icy, determined to fight.
No one had ever dared speak to him like that before. Just now, Shi Hao had outright dismissed him, telling him to scram or be killed.
Such arrogance and dominance! Not only Jin Zhan, but everyone else was stunned.
The illustrious Jin Zhan, hailed as a peerless genius, had been berated, and his granduncle had pulled him back without a fight. It was shocking!
“Shi Hao, what happened?” Cao Yusheng shouted. He knew something major had occurred—otherwise, why would Shi Hao emerge from the lightning pool and charge straight at the Wang Clan?
“They released a strange insect to harm me!” Shi Hao said coldly.
“What?!” Everyone shuddered, their hearts trembling.
Shi Hao’s direct accusation was meant to echo Cao Yusheng’s words, ensuring safety and preventing desperate actions from certain parties.
By revealing it now, he was certain that powerful figures would take notice. The commotion from the tribulation here was too great to ignore.
As long as high-level experts intervened to restrain those at the Dunyi Realm, Shi Hao could calmly deal with the rest. Those who sought to harm him would pay the price!
“This is too much! Such cruelty—harming Shi Hao during his tribulation is utterly insane! At a time when we’re battling the foreign realm, and Shi Hao has carved out his reputation, you dare try to kill him?” Cao Yusheng shouted, unafraid to escalate the situation and alert everyone.
“Do you even have any humanity left?” Tianjiao Ant also roared.
The Moon Rabbit was even more vocal, loudly condemning the act and drawing the attention of all the powerful figures nearby.
Others were also furious, their emotions running high. Many felt this was beyond the pale—no matter the grudges between them, such treachery was unacceptable.
At a time when unity against external threats was paramount, someone dared to strike at their own side’s young supreme genius. There was no justification for this!
“You’re slandering us!” Wang Xi’s granduncle shouted, his face dark and cold. At this point, he couldn’t admit it even if it meant death—otherwise, he was finished.
In truth, he already sensed disaster looming. Today, he might suffer a fate worse than death.
“You old wretch, you secretly plotted against me, and now you dare act righteous, accusing me of false charges?” Shi Hao said icily, stepping forward menacingly.
“Shi Hao, don’t go too far!” Jin Zhan growled from behind.
“Scram! If not for your granduncle saving your life, I would have killed you!” Shi Hao snapped, impatient. His hatred for the Wang Clan left him no patience for Jin Zhan.
Wang Xi wanted to speak, but her granduncle stopped her, whispering for her to leave immediately.
“Shi Hao, false accusations are easy to make. If you want to smear the Wang Clan, at least come up with a better plan,” Wang Xi’s granduncle said coldly, feigning calm.
It was half-threat, half-whitewashing. At this point, he couldn’t back down—he had to stand firm to the end.
He knew his clan might abandon him, but he wouldn’t surrender to fate.
Meanwhile, powerful clan members in the shadows were casting spells to retrieve the stone box and the Thunder Spirits, unwilling to let them fall into enemy hands.
Boom!
Suddenly, a deafening explosion shook the void as an unknown force intercepted the spell, dispersing the attempt to seize the stone box.
Clearly, someone powerful had intervened, thwarting the Wang Clan’s higher-ups.
Unless someone openly stepped forward to seize the box, there was no way to retrieve it now.
If they dared admit the Thunder Spirits belonged to the Wang Clan, other experts might strike decisively, bringing ruin upon them.
“You old fool, half-buried in the grave, yet you still have no shame?” Shi Hao sneered.
He took a forceful step forward, lightning crackling around him. “Come out!” he roared, pressuring the two Thunder Spirits with his lightning.
“Open the box! Release the Thunder Spirits!” someone transmitted urgently.
Wang Xi’s granduncle paled. He knew his clan had abandoned him. Despair filled his heart, but he complied.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, golden and silver streaks shot into the sky, attempting to flee.
“Trying to escape? Not so easy!”
Shi Hao’s eyes gleamed with desire. These Thunder Spirits were incredibly powerful—if tamed, they would make the finest battle servants.
“Youngster, you go too far! You drove those insects toward me and now falsely accuse me. I won’t stand for it—I’ll fight you to the death!” Wang Xi’s granduncle shouted, charging forward to delay Shi Hao and buy time for the Thunder Spirits to escape.
“Old wretch, your shamelessness knows no bounds.” Shi Hao erupted, throwing a punch that shattered heaven and earth. Though not yet at the Zhanwo Realm, his power rivaled its experts.
Wang Xi’s granduncle, a Zhanwo Realm master, suffered grievously. Despite his full-force counter, Shi Hao’s punch sent him coughing blood, staggering back.
“Young man, must you be so ruthless? Spare others where you can!” Jin Zhan’s granduncle interjected, intercepting Shi Hao’s descending fist to aid his ally.
Shi Hao ignored the clash, darting after the two Thunder Spirits, intent on capturing them.
This battle had drawn many spectators.
“Are those… the legendary Thunder Spirits?” An ancient expert in Imperial Pass recognized them, shocked.
The Wang Clan sighed. No matter what, these three divine insects would never return to them. The mere mention of “Thunder Spirits” would rouse the attention of supreme experts—even Meng Tianzheng might step in.
Whoosh!
Shi Hao caught one, but the other fled.
Then, a giant hand reached from the shadows to snatch it.
Bang!
A pinpoint of light appeared—a finger flicked out, repelling the hand. A voice echoed:
“Since these divine insects targeted Shi Hao during his tribulation, it is only right that he subdues them.” A supreme expert had made the ruling.
Those coveting the Thunder Spirits sighed and withdrew.
“Ah! It moved!” The Moon Rabbit gasped. Among the items Shi Hao had entrusted to them, a cocoon trembled.
Cracks spread, golden light bursting forth as a creature emerged!
The Imperial Butterfly had awakened!
After years of slumber, having absorbed the essence of an ancient Imperial Butterfly, it had finally completed its metamorphosis.
Even Shi Hao hadn’t expected its awakening today.
“Leave them to me,” the butterfly transmitted.
Whoosh!
In a flash, its wings spread, radiant as a golden sun. It soared, chasing the second Thunder Spirit, herding it toward Shi Hao.
Crack!
The Thunder Spirit attacked with lightning, but the butterfly’s gentle wingbeat scattered the bolts effortlessly.
The crowd gaped. What monstrous creature could face a Thunder Spirit unscathed?
Shi Hao, intrigued, handed both Thunder Spirits to it, eager to see its full power.
Enraged, the proud Thunder Spirits unleashed their might, summoning devastating thunder.
Boom!
But the butterfly’s wings flapped, collapsing the sky like a tidal wave, resonating with the earth. The void disintegrated, threatening to consume the heavens!
The Thunder Spirits’ attacks couldn’t touch it.
Whoosh!
They lunged, baring razor-sharp fangs to tear into the delicate-seeming butterfly.
Yet its divine majesty terrified all witnesses.
Clang!
Golden wings hammered down, pinning each Thunder Spirit with metallic clangs.
Dumbfounded, the crowd watched a butterfly overpower the two most savage Thunder Spirits.
Assured, Shi Hao turned and charged at Wang Xi’s granduncle.
“Old bastard, time to settle accounts! How low can the Wang Clan stoop? To harm me, you’d discard all dignity!” he roared.
“Youth, slander my clan again, and we will not spare you!” Wang Xi’s granduncle blustered.
“Young friend, do not push too far,” Jin Zhan’s granduncle added nearby.
“You dare act yet lack the courage to admit it? The Wang Clan is pathetic. And you threaten me? Today, I’ll show you what ‘not sparing’ means—starting with these two!” Shi Hao thundered.
He attacked without restraint, lightning-clad fists hammering Wang Xi’s granduncle. Against Zhanwo Realm foes, he felt no fear.
Boom!
The tribulation lightning alone made Zhanwo experts pale, let alone his overwhelming combat power.
“You—!” Wang Xi’s granduncle resisted but was instantly wounded, blood gushing.
“Stop!” Jin Zhan’s granduncle shouted, intervening.
“I haven’t settled with you yet, and you meddle? Come here too!” Shi Hao roared, swinging his arm. A river of lightning blasted forth, engulfing the man.
“How dare you!” Jin Zhan, seething in the distance, could no longer restrain himself, seeing his elder attacked.
“Return!” A distant voice commanded, halting Jin Zhan.
Boom!
Shi Hao unleashed his full might, overwhelming both elders. They coughed blood, grievously wounded.
“Youth, you—!” Wang Xi’s granduncle spat.
Thud!
Another lightning-wreathed fist shattered his body like porcelain.
“Confess why you sought to harm me, and I’ll spare you,” Shi Hao said.
“Never!” The elder wouldn’t betray his clan.
“Then die.” Shi Hao formed a seal and crushed downward. He needed no proof—this was about humiliating the Wang Clan.
Splat!
The elder exploded into a bloody mist.
“And you—I won’t even bother asking.” Shi Hao turned to Jin Zhan’s granduncle.
Under his tsunami-like fists, the man screamed, dying midair, blood staining the void.
“How dare you?!” Jin Zhan’s eyes burned crimson, murderous intent boiling.
Wang Xi, watching from afar, stood frozen in shock.
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