The wind howled, sending sand and stones flying across the battlefield. Many powerful warriors were swept off their feet, unable to stand firm. The gale tore through the heavens and split the sky apart.
“Ah—!” Many creatures screamed in agony.
Their bodies disintegrated, exploding into pieces. Limbs and heads were severed—all by the force of this monstrous wind.
A golden lion, as massive as a mountain, charged forward, its momentum unstoppable. Surging with fierce energy, it wreaked havoc on all nearby beings.
True to its name, it possessed a pair of deep, savage emerald eyes, now blazing with eerie green light, terrifying to behold.
Its body was covered in golden scales, its mane made of sharp bone spikes—dense, fierce, and brutal. As it ran, the earth trembled beneath its might.
Legends said that when this clan waged war in the cosmos, they were the most terrifying. Their ancestors could shatter stars with a single roar.
The Emerald-Eyed Golden-Scaled Lion King bellowed, “Who killed my brother?! I will rip out your tendons, flay your skin, and boil your marrow!”
In an instant, it closed the distance. Many cultivators were sent flying, grievously wounded—even creatures from its own side were not spared, some torn apart by its rampaging energy.
The lion king was in a frenzy, recognizing neither friend nor foe. Blood sprayed as it sent allies flying with its reckless charge.
Amid the swirling sands of the desert, only Shi Hao remained standing, unmoved, his feet rooted like nails in the ground.
“Human, was it you who killed my brother?”
“Yes,” Shi Hao answered.
“ROAR—!” The lion king erupted in fury, its roar shaking the heavens. It swung its massive claws, descending upon Shi Hao like a collapsing mountain.
Shi Hao remained calm. Instead of using his most formidable techniques, he relied on the Primordial True Interpretation, weaving simple bone inscriptions into an attack.
Turning the ordinary into the extraordinary!
Golden inscriptions intertwined, forming the shape of a golden lion—an exact replica of his opponent.
“Fool! You seek death!” the lion king snarled, its claws crashing down like a tidal wave.
“BOOM!”
The two lions collided, unleashing a storm of energy that surged like a divine ocean.
“CLANG!”
When the lion king’s razor-sharp claws descended, it was stunned to see the human below blocking them with his bare hands—unmovable, unkillable.
Realizing it faced a true master, the lion king shrank its body to a mere ten feet, standing opposite Shi Hao in the desert.
A massive form left too many openings against a skilled foe.
“Since when did a human like you appear? No matter who you are, you must die—blood sacrifice for my brother!” the lion king hissed.
“Humans have countless experts. You just haven’t heard of them. Today, I slaughter you first!” Shi Hao taunted, his tone deliberately arrogant as he smirked at the beast.
“KILL!”
The lion king lunged as a streak of golden light, unleashing multiple ancestral techniques. Flames erupted around its body, turning the desert into molten lava for hundreds of miles.
This was an ancient battlefield, enduring for eons—yet the lion king’s power could melt even this unbreakable land.
The scorching heat incinerated everything. Nearby creatures screamed as their flesh withered, their bones reduced to ash.
This was its might—even Heavenly Gods and Void Dao cultivators could not resist. Some at the Slayer Realm barely escaped being burned alive.
At the same time, the lion king unleashed a sonic roar, far more devastating than its brother’s.
Five beams of divine light shot from its claws, embodying the five elements—metal, wood, water, fire, and earth—to annihilate Shi Hao.
Shi Hao remained unshaken, countering with the simplest moves. The Great Dao was plain—he sought to refine the ordinary into the extraordinary, deepening his understanding of the Primordial True Interpretation.
“No one can save you now!” the lion king roared, confident in its dominance.
“Really? Don’t regret those words later,” Shi Hao replied.
Suddenly, he erupted with golden radiance, his power surging as he clashed head-on with the lion king.
His palms gleamed—he had also activated the Indestructible Scripture!
With these two supreme techniques, even without his other abilities, Shi Hao was unstoppable.
Thunder roared as he formed fist seals, dispersing the lion king’s sonic waves with sheer force.
“BANG!”
Breaking through the lion king’s defenses, his fist grazed its body.
The lion king staggered, pain searing through its bones.
“Who is that human? How is he so strong?!”
“The Emerald-Eyed Golden-Scaled Lion King is one of the Ten Great Young Masters, ranked tenth—a prodigy of our realm! How is he being matched?!”
Whispers spread among the foreign creatures, all shocked.
The lion king seethed. As one of the Ten Great Young Masters, it was humiliating to be stalled by an unknown. If it were the legendary “Huang,” it would make sense—but this was someone else entirely.
Unbeknownst to them, Shi Hao had used the Seventy-Two Transformations of the Vermilion Bird Clan, altering his appearance, aura, and even blood essence to remain unrecognizable.
Yet the lion king was formidable. Over a hundred exchanges passed in their fierce battle.
Anyone else would have been crushed by now—but Shi Hao calmly dismantled every attack.
“SHING!”
Enraged, the lion king’s scales detached, transforming into a deadly rain of golden blades that shredded space itself.
Shi Hao remained composed, his arms moving in seals as the Indestructible Scripture hardened his body. A divine barrier repelled the onslaught.
“BOOM!”
Then, the lion king’s mane—its bone spikes—detached, morphing into golden spears that shot forward.
“Scales and mane gone? A plucked phoenix is worse than a chicken—and you’re just a big cat!” Shi Hao mocked.
With overwhelming force, he shattered the scales and snapped the spears, charging at the now-bare lion king.
“LOST!” the lion king suddenly growled, its emerald eyes deepening like abysses, threatening to devour souls.
This was its most terrifying technique. Many distant onlookers froze, their spirits paralyzed, drawn toward those eyes.
Countless powerful foes had fallen to this move—even those above its realm.
Shi Hao’s forehead ached, his spirit stiffening. He was stunned—his soul was immensely strong, yet he was still affected.
An ordinary cultivator would have been instantly enslaved.
“Flay your skin, avenge my brother!” the lion king snarled.
“Too soon to celebrate,” Shi Hao sneered, recovering in an instant. His soul was too resilient.
“BOOM!”
His fists, blazing like divine rainbows, struck with earth-shaking force.
“You—!” The lion king barely defended, but Shi Hao’s full power was unleashed.
The first punch made it cough blood.
The second sent it flying.
The third left its body cracked, drenched in blood.
By the fourth, the lion king screamed—not in rage, but terror. This foe was beyond its imagination.
Its bones shattered.
The fifth punch exploded its claws.
The sixth—its body ruptured, torn apart.
Its soul tried to flee, but Shi Hao’s hand clamped down, crushing it to nothingness.
Silence.
Six punches. The lion king—annihilated.
Every creature trembled.
“Our lion king… is dead!”
“One of the Ten Great Young Masters—slain just like that?!”
The shockwave was immense.
Shi Hao turned and vanished, stepping across space into the deeper battlefield.
No name left. Just a nameless human youth, effortlessly slaying a legend.
“How?! Even one of the Ten Greats has fallen! Do we need an Imperial Clan to stop this? The Nine Heavens cultivators are too arrogant!” someone raged.
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