The Otherworld is truly vast, far larger than the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths combined. Because of this, it teems with countless lifeforms, and with such a massive population, the number of powerful beings is naturally greater.
Spiritual energy saturates the air, and towering mountains dominate the landscape. Many regions are forbidden lands, inhabited by legendary titans who have remained dormant for nearly an entire epoch. Yet, none dare trespass into these domains.
This is an immortal realm, where mist and radiant clouds swirl at its periphery, exuding an aura of divinity and sanctity. Yet, within its depths, gray fog churns, eerie and sinister, emanating a terrifying presence.
“Ah, farewell, fellow Daoist. We accept your goodwill on behalf of our elders and sect!” A formidable being emerged, bidding farewell to a humanoid figure.
“Please, no need to see me off. I must return now, for I still have to cross the Border Wasteland,” the figure replied courteously.
“There will be many opportunities for cooperation in the future. Please accept this token—no one in the Otherworld will hinder you. It bears the mark of my master,” the Otherworldly being said.
“Many thanks!” The humanoid figure carefully took the pitch-black iron token, knowing it was an artifact of an immortal.
“No need for formalities, fellow Daoist. The two realms will eventually merge, and we shall cross over in time. We will not forget you or your kin,” the Otherworldly being said with a serene smile, patting his shoulder.
Had the people of the Imperial Pass known of this, they would have been shocked and terrified—one of their own had entered the Otherworld and conversed amicably with its denizens.
“The gifts you brought this time have delighted the young ones of our world. Many have already set off for the Divine Medicine Mountain Range, eager to slay Huang,” the Otherworldly being remarked.
“A mere token of goodwill. May they succeed in claiming Huang’s head. But remind them not to underestimate him—he is no easy foe,” the humanoid from the Imperial Pass warned.
“Rest assured, the elites of the previous generation will accompany them. That youth named Huang has caused too much trouble. This time, he will die!” The Otherworldly being’s voice turned icy, his resolve firm.
Indeed, Shi Hao’s recent victories—slaying one prodigy after another—had sent shockwaves through the Otherworld, leaving its young kings both enraged and fearful. Some had even begun to dread him.
Soon after, eighteen ancient beasts pulled a carriage, escorting the humanoid figure to the Border Wasteland with utmost respect.
“Hmm, Huang is about to die. Who among you wishes to witness his demise in the Divine Medicine Mountain Range?”
Among the youth of the Otherworld, this news was no secret. Many were already discussing it.
Huang had wreaked havoc, humiliating their generation with his relentless victories. His name was now infamous among the young kings of every clan.
“By the time we arrive, it might already be over. Huang’s head will likely have been severed.”
“The Divine Medicine Mountain Range is filled with treasures, but it’s also perilous—a place few enter and none return. Are we really going in just to kill Huang?”
“Don’t overthink it. We’ll only blockade the outskirts. That place is not to be tread lightly!”
“But what if he hides inside and refuses to come out?”
“Unless he wants to die, the creatures within will eventually force him out. And even if he doesn’t, do you think the brave warriors of our world would hesitate to enter and hunt him down?”
Many of the Otherworld’s youth were already en route to the Divine Medicine Mountain Range.
The Divine Medicine Mountain Range had always been treacherous. Those who entered and refrained from disturbing anything had an eighty percent chance of surviving if they lay low for a while. But those who sought divine medicines or ancient treasures were doomed to perish without a grave.
The Divine Medicine Mountain Range, like the Heavenly Beast Forest, the Immortal’s Ancient Land, and the Lost Sea, was one of the Border Wasteland’s most mysterious and perilous regions.
In recent days, the mountain range had been anything but peaceful. The earth-shaking roars of a bull had shattered many peaks.
In a muddy swamp, Shi Hao lay covered in blood, his body nearly split in two, gasping for breath. He was in grave trouble—the golden bull was relentless, refusing to let him escape.
The bull’s speed was terrifying, its divine power overwhelming. With a single motion, it could shatter the constraints of heaven and earth.
Had its consciousness been fully matured, Shi Hao would have been dead long ago.
It was only because the bull’s mind was still incomplete that Shi Hao had any chance of survival. He had realized that this foot-long golden bull was more terrifying than a great cultivator at the Dunyi Realm.
Using the terrain and other creatures as distractions, Shi Hao had narrowly escaped death time and again.
Had the golden bull been fully evolved, it would never have fallen for his tricks. Shi Hao would have had no chance.
“Damn that cursed bird! I’ve searched for so long and still can’t find its nest. I refuse to believe it’s not in this area!” Shi Hao gritted his teeth.
After a brief rest, his wounds healed, and he set off again. The overwhelming killing intent told him the golden bull was closing in.
He had no choice but to find another scapegoat to save himself.
Whoosh!
This time, Shi Hao didn’t search above ground. Instead, he burrowed underground, blasting through the earth, searching for the demonic bird he had encountered earlier.
“Found it!”
Shi Hao grinned through bloodied lips. The pressure from behind was immense—a golden light was already closing in.
Just its aura alone sent Shi Hao staggering, coughing blood. The gap in their power was staggering.
“Screech!”
Underground, ghostly cries echoed. This was a cavern filled with countless demonic birds, most no larger than a palm, feeding on subterranean milk.
At the intrusion, they erupted in chaos, their killing intent surging as they flapped their wings and attacked.
Deep within the cavern, a larger bird—only a zhang long, with a lion’s head and a bird’s body—narrowed its eyes. This was the very demonic bird that had driven Shi Hao into the golden bull’s territory.
The sound of flapping wings was like a swarm of bees as the birds surged toward Shi Hao.
“Moo—”
A single bellow from the bull shattered the earth, collapsing the cavern. Tens of thousands of birds exploded into mist, their forms obliterated.
The zhang-long demonic bird glared coldly at Shi Hao, screeching an order for its kin to retreat. Even it dared not face the golden bull.
Yet, the losses were catastrophic. The golden bull’s roars reduced hundreds of thousands of birds to nothing in an instant.
“Screech!”
The demonic bird lunged at Shi Hao, but he dodged, guiding the golden bull toward it.
In the process, Shi Hao’s body cracked like porcelain under a hammer, his flesh riddled with wounds.
The golden bull’s maddened roars were crushing him, his body on the verge of disintegration.
Pfft!
The demonic bird spat a divine beam at the golden bull, but it had no effect. The bird’s expression changed, and it fled in terror.
“Moo!”
One final roar collapsed the cavern, killing hundreds of thousands of birds. Only a fraction escaped.
By now, Shi Hao was in dire straits. The bull’s roars had reduced his body to a bloody mess, his limbs nearly torn apart.
Finally, he could run no more and collapsed.
It wasn’t that he was weak—the golden bull was simply too powerful. Within its foot-long body lay boundless divine might, like an endless ocean.
Had its mind been whole, it could have crushed all in its path.
Shi Hao sighed. Was this truly the end?
Just then, many beings arrived outside the mountain range—all from the Otherworld, blocking every path to trap Shi Hao.
“Eh? Listen—the Divine Medicine Mountain Range is in chaos. What’s happening? Is Huang still alive?”
“I bet he provoked some deity inside and is now fleeing for his life.”
“Huang! If you’re alive, come out and surrender!” someone shouted.
Shi Hao’s mind raced. Had the Dunyi Realm expert who chased him here betrayed him to the Otherworld?
“He defected! He told them!” Shi Hao’s blood boiled. Someone from the Imperial Pass had conspired with the enemy to kill him.
A cold sweat broke out on his back. If they could betray him, could they betray the Imperial Pass itself?
This wasn’t just about him anymore—it could spell catastrophe. The thought sent chills down his spine.
“Huang! Are you still alive? We’ve come to collect your corpse!” an Otherworldly cultivator taunted, confident Shi Hao was already doomed.
“Fellow Daoists! We’ve entered the mountain and found Huang! He’s harvested over a dozen divine medicines! Hurry and help us capture him!” a voice suddenly boomed from within the mountains.
“What? Who from our side dared enter?” The Otherworldly beings were stunned.
“A dozen divine medicines? That’s unbelievable! How did Huang manage that without being killed by the guardians?”
“Could it be the Fearless Lion Clan or the Gu Clan? They’re missing…”
Others gasped. These clans were no ordinary forces—the Fearless Lion Clan once belonged to the Immortal Monk lineage of the Nine Heavens, while the Gu Clan was once among the Ten Fiends!
“Or perhaps someone like He Ziming entered?” another suggested.
“We can’t wait! A dozen divine medicines are a supreme opportunity. We must send people in to claim a share!”
Divine medicines were rare even in the Otherworld, usually reserved for the gardens of immortals. The thought of obtaining one was irresistible.
“Something feels off. Why would those clans rush in so recklessly?” someone muttered suspiciously.
“Enough delay! We must act now!”
In truth, no one had entered. Shi Hao, lying in a pool of blood, had mimicked the voices to lure them in.
Nearby, the golden bull approached step by step, its eyes gleaming with intelligence, in no hurry to strike.
“Clang!” Shi Hao drew the Great Luo Sword Embryo, biding his time, hoping the Otherworldly beings would take the bait.
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