On the grand stone mountain, there lay a mysterious lake known as the Pool of Reincarnation!
This left Shi Hao puzzled, unsure of the significance of this place. Yet, the Fearless Lion was direct, confirming that a great opportunity awaited here.
“Is what that little lion said true?” At the foot of the mountain, an elder’s eyes gleamed with an unusual light, filled with anticipation as he glanced at those around him.
Everyone knew this place was extraordinary—an aberrant True Dragon was sealed here, its strength unimaginable. Though dangerous, it also hinted at the possibility of a monumental fortune!
Thus, many were tempted.
Even if their primary goal was to capture Huang and seize the Rotten Wooden Chest, why not seize any heavenly opportunities they stumbled upon in the meantime?
“Let’s act swiftly and take down Huang and the chest!” another voice interjected, eager to avoid complications.
But who would dare ascend the mountain? No one answered.
For all feared that climbing the peak might trigger a catastrophe, especially since it lay so close to the “Second Under Heaven.”
“Roar—!” A mighty bellow echoed from the stone mountain—the Fearless Lion had already made its move.
From below, everyone witnessed golden light surging like a volcanic eruption, its energy overwhelming, sweeping across the heavens and earth!
Amid the churning mist, a colossal golden claw blotted out the sky, seeking to seize Huang and crush him into pulp.
At such close range, dodging was impossible—only a direct clash remained.
**Boom!**
Sure enough, a blinding radiance erupted as Huang retaliated, repelling the golden claw with sheer force.
Silence fell. Hearts pounded in throats, and some cultivators paled, wishing only to flee.
Every soul trembled with dread, fearing instant annihilation.
None had expected the Fearless Lion to act so recklessly, launching a brutal assault without hesitation.
Worse, the stone mountain was perilously close to that ancient “True Dragon.” If the tremors of battle roused it, who could escape?
In their eyes, should that primordial beast awaken, the heavens would collapse, and all Great Cultivators of the Dao-Fleeing Realm would be reduced to bloody mist in an instant.
This was no contest—the gap was insurmountable.
In a flash, the gathered experts retreated, fleeing soundlessly. Though they had entered the Beast Forest prepared to die, none wished to perish meaninglessly.
Falling in battle was one thing, but provoking a taboo and courting death? That was sheer folly.
After the initial clash, the two young titans separated, assessing the ancient beast’s state before striking again.
Below, the ashen-faced elders exhaled in relief. For a moment, it had felt like doomsday.
Many inwardly cursed, furious at the golden lion’s recklessness.
The Fearless Lion spoke, “Elders, you misunderstand. This is the Heaven-Sealing Great Art—a unique technique of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. It locks one’s essence and spirit in perpetuity. The beast will not wake. However, malice toward it will trigger its law, erasing the offender instantly.”
This art was extraordinary, preserving the caster’s vitality at its peak—a forbidden method few in existence could wield.
The beast’s awakening depended solely on itself, not external forces.
Yet, who would dare provoke its wrath?
The crowd shuddered. A being so mighty, now insensate as cold stone—its condition must be dire. Why else resort to such a method?
For a supreme entity to sever all senses and awareness—how terrifying was that?
These brief words stirred the foreign cultivators. The Heaven-Sealing Art was a peerless marvel even sought by Yu Tuo and An Lan, though they failed to obtain it.
It could also heal, preserving even a wisp of a soul and allowing gradual recovery!
Realizing this, their gazes darkened—the beast’s injuries must be grave.
“Perhaps this is why we stand before it now. Otherwise, from millions of miles away, it could sense and obliterate us with a thought,” someone murmured.
On the mountain, the two young warriors faced off.
“Huang, today marks your end,” the golden lion declared coldly, its massive form majestic, golden mane cascading like liquid metal.
Its body, forged of strength, gleamed with explosive power, every strand of fur radiant as satin.
“We’ve fought before. A little longer, and you’d have perished,” Shi Hao replied calmly, recalling their battle near the Land of Misfortune.
“Was I so weak then? Very well—now we settle this. I ascend this mountain to claim my destiny and to end you, fulfilling my resolve!”
The crowd marveled—this golden lion king bore a grudge, seeking a death duel with Huang.
Shi Hao found it odd. The lion sought fortune and battle alike—its motives too blatant. Why not wait to claim the pool’s secrets alone? The enigmatic Pool of Reincarnation held opportunities he hadn’t even known of. Was this not a clue for him?
“Your kin drowned in blood, betraying our world to slaughter your own. Countless ancestors perished in grief. Today, we settle this—starting with you!” Shi Hao declared.
“And I with you!” the lion retorted.
**Splash!**
Yet, as Shi Hao’s fist flared, poised to strike, the golden lion abruptly plunged into the pool.
The foreign forces below gasped.
Instantly, the tranquil lake shimmered, radiant light swirling as immortal aura billowed forth.
Countless beams of light transformed into runes, branding the lion’s body as vast vitality surged into it.
Bones cracked—it was evolving, gaining immense benefits.
All were stunned. Was the pool truly this miraculous? Instant fortune upon entry?
Without hesitation, Shi Hao struck, his fist-force capable of felling the moon, engulfing the lake in brilliance!
At this range, evasion was impossible—the lion had to face the blow.
Yet, defying expectations, the lake glowed, resonating with ethereal chants as if Buddhas recited sutras.
Shi Hao’s strike dissolved, its power absorbed into the waters.
The Fearless Lion didn’t even counter—the pool itself neutralized the attack.
“Go now!” an elder below urged his kin.
Seeing the lion’s gains, greed ignited. The waters seemed to rebirth flesh and bone, offering nirvana.
No prompting was needed—six or seven youths charged the mountain, eager for their share.
**Boom!**
Shi Hao summoned lightning, lashing down to smite the lion.
Yet the lake drank the bolts, rendering them harmless.
Shi Hao’s heart raced. The small pool harbored boundless power, vast as an ocean, devouring all.
And the lion—its old fur shed, replaced by radiant gold—was undergoing a staggering metamorphosis.
**Splash!**
Shi Hao dove in, joining the contest.
The golden lion chuckled, its laughter eerie.
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