In the Divine Medicine Mountain Range, within an underground cavern.
Shi Hao’s great nirvana was nearing its end, his condition excellent, and the cracks in his origin had faded somewhat. He believed that once he broke through into the Severing Self Realm, these injuries would likely heal completely.
*Whoosh!*
Suddenly, a burst of radiant mist surged within his body, dazzling like a rampaging savage dragon, spreading through his limbs and bones, diffusing across his entire form.
Having already completed the blood exchange—a major refinement of the human body—Shi Hao was startled by this sudden anomaly.
With a focused inner vision, his eyes blazed with sharp light. He knew exactly what this was. He hadn’t expected it to stir at this critical moment, but this was undoubtedly a good thing!
**Supreme Blood!**
At this moment, the Supreme Blood shone brilliantly, tracing through his body like veins, strong and vigorous, evolving alongside his nirvana.
This blood was far denser than before, spreading throughout his body and merging with immortal mist. When it surged, it even emitted thunderous roars, brimming with power.
Finally, all the Supreme Blood reversed its flow, condensing into a fist-sized sphere of light in his chest, as if something were being nurtured within.
Shi Hao was stunned. *Could another bone be forming?!*
He hoped this blood would nourish his entire body rather than just forming another bone. Though, if it did produce another Supreme Bone and grant him an unparalleled treasure technique, that would be excellent too.
“Pity…” Shi Hao sighed, realizing he had overthought it.
Though the blood gathered and radiated immense vitality, as if nurturing something, it ultimately lacked the final spark. In the end, it exploded like a miniature sun, dispersing back throughout his body.
This made his blood energy even more vigorous, as if his divine blood had gained “sinews,” becoming firm and powerful!
“Once I consolidate further, I’ll charge into the Severing Self Realm!” Shi Hao murmured. He had discovered that absorbing the mysterious substance from the golden pool had unexpectedly revived his Supreme Blood. If he continued refining here, there might be even more surprises.
Of course, this was just an experiment—if there were gains, great; if not, no loss.
*”Moo…”*
Outside, the bellow of an ox snapped Shi Hao’s eyes open. He leaped to his feet, preparing to leave the cavern.
He sighed softly. *What a shame.* That golden ox was nearby, and lingering here would likely invite danger.
Without hesitation, Shi Hao collected a portion of the golden liquid from the pool, transforming into a faint shadow as he dashed out. Choosing a direction, he burrowed underground, using earth escape to flee.
In the distance, a foot-long golden ox, covered in blood, stood atop a mountain peak, casting a slightly puzzled glance in the direction Shi Hao had fled.
None of the blood on its body was its own. For a being forged of Immortal Dao Gold, even a full-force attack from a Void-Treading cultivator was utterly ineffective—such supreme immortal materials were impervious to harm.
The blood belonged to that great cultivator, who had fled for his life, barely surviving. Had it not been for his immense combat experience and unimaginable speed, he would have died long ago.
Even so, that Void-Treading great cultivator was half-crippled, his bones shattered, his body riddled with wounds, once reduced to just half his torso.
Now, he hid in this region, buried in the magma of an active volcano, not daring to move a muscle, suppressing all traces of his aura.
He was utterly terrified of that golden ox—there was no hope of victory. Even if the ox stood still and let him attack, he couldn’t harm it.
At this moment, Shi Hao, traveling underground via earth escape, arrived near the volcano. Knowing the golden ox was extraordinary, he sought a hidden place to conceal himself.
Inside the volcano, the magma churned violently, its scorching red waves rising and falling—perfect for masking his presence.
Shi Hao burrowed into the volcano and plunged into the blinding red magma. The moment he entered, he sensed something amiss!
Another being was hiding here—and it was powerful!
Meanwhile, the Void-Treading great cultivator felt his hair stand on end. Despite the unbearable heat, a chill ran down his spine. Upon entering, he had sealed all his energy, not leaking a trace, even retracting his spiritual senses to avoid detection by the golden ox.
But now, the magma rippled—another creature had entered. He thought the golden ox had come for him.
*Boom!*
He turned and fled, abandoning concealment. To his shock, the “golden ox” that had barged in also turned and fled rapidly.
The great cultivator released his divine sense, no longer restraining it, and immediately recognized the intruder—**Huang!** He had been frightened by a mere junior!
Humiliation burned within him. Not only had he been scared witless by a youngster, but this was also the great enemy of his world’s younger generation. Rage surged, and he launched a killing strike at Shi Hao.
Shi Hao cursed his luck. Just out of seclusion, he had run into a Void-Treading great cultivator—and he hadn’t even broken through to the Severing Self Realm yet. Facing this man, the odds were grim.
*Boom!*
Shi Hao fled, slamming a palm into the volcano wall. The mountain split apart, magma erupting skyward and flooding the surroundings in crimson.
The commotion naturally alerted the golden ox. With a furious *moo*, it charged toward them, its hooves pounding the earth.
“You brat!” The great cultivator seethed. This junior was ruthless—so decisive in luring the golden ox over, as if willing to perish together.
Even as the golden ox approached, the cultivator refused to let Shi Hao escape. His massive hand descended like a collapsing sky.
*Boom!*
Shi Hao retaliated, raising the Great Luo Sword Embryo. Lightning cascaded between them, the clash deafening.
The sword embryo glowed, enduring immense pressure. Though it didn’t attack actively, its defensive radiance was overwhelming, unleashing torrents of killing intent.
The great cultivator was shocked. Before even touching the sword, his palm was split open, blood gushing.
But Shi Hao also suffered. His body was struck by a vast divine force through the void, sending him flying, blood spraying from his mouth.
Like a withered leaf, he was flung uncontrollably out of the volcanic region.
The great cultivator was stunned. *This junior didn’t explode?* To him, this was inconceivable—a true miracle.
A Void-Treading cultivator could obliterate a Void Dao being with a mere gesture. Yet this junior had survived a direct strike, only vomiting blood. *How monstrous is he?!*
Shi Hao’s blood churned. He had nearly been torn apart. Had it not been for the perfection of his great nirvana, he would have been annihilated instantly.
Even so, his flesh spasmed violently, trembling for a long time before calming. His essence blood roared, minimizing the damage.
*With this physique, who should I fear?* Once he broke through to a higher realm, he could stride proudly through the world, surpassing even those a realm above him.
*”Moo…!”*
The golden ox roared, arriving before them and attacking both, unleashing twin shockwaves of savage ox energy!
Shi Hao turned and fled without hesitation. He had no desire to face the golden ox—knowing its origins, dying to it would be a tragic joke.
Luckily, the ox didn’t pursue him, instead targeting the great cultivator, who posed a greater threat.
The foreign cultivator’s face twisted in bitterness. *Just my luck.* His desperate flight resumed.
Soon, a golden beam pierced his body, shattering several bones and scattering flesh.
“That kid clearly had Dao injuries earlier—how did he recover so quickly? Judging by his state, he must have been in secluded cultivation nearby, startled out by the ox’s roar,” the cultivator mused mid-flight.
Shi Hao soon encountered foreign young cultivators.
“It’s Huang! He’s covered in blood—just as the rumors said. He’s heavily injured and can’t hold on much longer!”
“Don’t let him escape! We found him first. Cut off his head and claim the reward. If we delay, He Ziming or the Fearless Lion will arrive, and we’ll get nothing!”
They knew that even the Gu Clan—rivals of the true dragons—had arrived, along with young masters of the Imperial Clan. By then, they’d have to kneel in submission, let alone compete for merit.
“You think I’m a sick cat?” Shi Hao’s eyes gleamed coldly as he charged forward.
*Boom!*
He held nothing back. A thunder pool mark appeared on his brow, materializing and rapidly expanding.
The pool swelled to a hundred zhang, enveloping the area, attempting to swallow everyone whole.
“No! Huang was supposed to be on the verge of death—how is he so strong?!” they cried in horror.
*Whoosh!*
With a flash of light, they were sucked inside. The eight roared, activating treasures and ancestral arts, desperately trying to break free.
But lightning flashed, heaven and earth seemed to split, and the thunder pool shrank violently. With a single tremor, everyone and their treasures inside turned to ash—utterly annihilated.
*Hmph!*
Shi Hao snorted coldly and left.
*”Roar…!”*
In the distance, a lion’s roar echoed through the mountains. A Fearless Lion had heard the commotion and was rushing over.
Shi Hao felt no fear. He advanced toward the sound. Fresh out of seclusion, he was ready to slaughter. If these creatures sought to hunt him, he’d repay them in kind—until none remained.
The lion was majestic, its golden mane thick and long, nearly brushing the ground as it charged like a small mountain.
“Fearless Lion?” Shi Hao’s gaze sharpened.
“Indeed! You’re Huang?” The lion’s golden pupils gleamed with killing intent as it pounced.
“A tuft of white fur on your chest—you’re not a pure-blooded, ancestral Fearless Lion. You’re unworthy!” Shi Hao sneered.
Soon, earth-shaking roars tore through the mountains, sending birds and beasts fleeing in panic, boulders tumbling.
“Disaster! A Fearless Lion elite has fallen!” someone cried in alarm.
Moments later, a group arrived at the scene, finding the lion’s remains—blood staining the forest, fur clinging to cliffs, bones shattered.
“Huang, I’ll kill you myself!” Among the crowd, three golden lions stood, one snarling.
Just then, a radiant figure emerged from the depths of the mountains, as if stepping out of ancient times, crossing the river of history.
It was peerlessly majestic, its golden body like immortal gold, wreathed in divine flames.
All knew—this was a **true ancestral Fearless Lion**. It had truly arrived, no mere rumor.
Such beings were rare even in the foreign realm, with only two or three appearing throughout history. A pure-blooded ancestral Fearless Lion, once fully grown, could rival an **Immortal Monk King**!
It said nothing, merely surveying the battlefield before departing in silence.
Meanwhile, Shi Hao returned to the cavern for his final breakthrough—only to find the Void-Treading cultivator had also discovered it.
Thankfully, the man hadn’t noticed him yet.
“What is this place? A golden pool…? Heaven! An unparalleled creation forged by an supreme being? No wonder that brat recovered—his secret lies here. Haha, this is divine fortune! Misfortune has brought me blessing. Here, I may even become a true Supreme!” The man was nearly delirious with joy.
Shi Hao retreated silently, his gaze icy. *This man must die.* He wouldn’t let him taint the golden liquid—and vengeance was due.
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