Who dares claim invincibility? Who dares speak of being undefeated? Even the era of fallen emperors has not witnessed such arrogance!
These words stirred deep emotions, especially the phrase “Even the era of fallen emperors has not witnessed such arrogance!” It profoundly unsettled the immortal beings—why invoke that ancient age?!
The declaration to suppress An Lan, uttered by that young man, first plunged the vast desert before the Imperial Pass into dead silence, followed by an eruption of uproar among the millions of troops.
The cultivators from the foreign realms were enraged. How dare a mere youth speak of suppressing An Lan? He was their ancient ancestor, a supreme existence, a faith incarnate!
Who would dare belittle him? Who could belittle him? To provoke such a taboo was to invite death!
“Kill him!”
“Death to those who offend our king!”
The cultivators of various clans roared, soaring into the sky, ready to strike. Many had seen Shi Hao before and recognized him.
A former prisoner, a mere boy, how dare he defy an Immortal King? Such audacity deserved flaying, bone extraction, and the sealing of his soul within the abyssal eye of the bitter sea!
Yet, they also noticed Shi Hao’s extraordinary presence. Without prior knowledge, it would be hard to recognize him—his aura was utterly different now!
Though young, he exuded an overwhelming dominance, as if he alone ruled heaven and earth!
His black hair billowed like dark flames, his divine eyes flashed like lightning, forcing others to avert their gaze. Some even trembled in fear!
**Boom!**
The next moment, Shi Hao turned his head toward the foreign realms. The sky cracked, the desert quaked—his gaze was more terrifying than a spatial rending slash.
“Ah—!”
Screams erupted as some were pierced by the light, reduced to bloody mist, while others were severed in half—a gruesome spectacle.
**Boom!**
An Lan acted, his golden ancient spear slicing through the void, blocking the devastation.
“A drop of blood, nothing more than a remnant. No matter who you are, you cannot escape the fate of destruction,” An Lan spoke calmly, his resolve unshaken.
**Swoosh!**
Shi Hao struck without hesitation. Raising a single hand, a colossal divine radiance surged skyward like volcanic magma, illuminating the heavens and shaking the earth.
**Boom!**
With a sweeping motion, he unleashed a blade of light—a Dao-Severing Blade!
In that instant, the blade cleaved through the rules of the cosmos, parting the patterns of the Great Dao, unstoppable in its advance!
**Roar!**
An invisible roar erupted in the void—An Lan’s killing intent, though he made no sound. It was as if a peerless monarch had let out a world-shaking cry!
The heavens shattered, the void wailed like ten thousand ancient ghosts.
An Lan met the blade with his spear!
All were stunned, especially the beings of the foreign realms. Their king, their faith, was forced to fight seriously by a mere youth!
When had An Lan ever been so grave before?
Even the Immortal-Suppressing Stele and fragments of the ancient First Killing Array had failed to move him. Yet now, he raised his spear in true combat!
When had An Lan ever been so solemn? Even during the life-and-death battles against the Immortal Kings of the Immortal Ancient Era, he had never been like this.
**Clang!**
Sparks flew as the golden spear erupted with oceanic power, its radiance flooding the sky, terrifying souls into trembling!
Across the desert, millions of beings collapsed, trembling under the supreme pressure, as if on the verge of exploding.
And this was with An Lan shielding them—otherwise, the mere aftershocks of the clash would have annihilated them all.
In the sky, five divine decrees glowed, resisting the Heavenly Abyss while showering protective light upon the foreign armies.
Otherwise, An Lan alone could not have defended them!
For destruction was far easier than protection—the clash of two supreme beings was too devastating for one to guard against entirely.
When the light faded, the trembling masses saw the two titans locked in confrontation, their auras overwhelming.
Fortunately, Yu Tuo appeared, radiating boundless light, shielding the foreign cultivators from the terrifying Dao laws.
“That is…!”
The crowd gasped—An Lan’s golden spear bore a chip on its edge! How horrifying!
The weapon of an Immortal King, damaged in a single strike!
The foreign cultivators were dumbfounded.
Though the youth’s Dao-Severing Blade had dissipated into light, it was not a physical weapon and could reform.
“How could An Lan’s weapon be damaged?!” They were in disbelief—this was unacceptable.
That spear had endured for eons—how could it be chipped?
On the desert, An Lan remained cold, his anger absent, his gaze deepening like an abyss as he studied Shi Hao, as if peering into his soul.
Was this not Shi Hao? How could a mere drop of blood grant him such power? The foreign clans were bewildered.
“That drop of blood is extraordinary!” Yu Tuo declared, shrouded in chaos, his voice shaking all creation.
For an Immortal King to say so proved the terror of that blood. Was this still Shi Hao?
An Lan suddenly spoke, “A drop of blood, barely unleashing peak power—how long can you last? How many strikes can you make? You seek death!”
As he spoke, his golden spear regenerated, drawing golden essence from the world, reforging its tip—more resplendent than ever!
Creation!
This was supreme power, reforging the spear into a peerless weapon, its golden light dominating the heavens.
Shi Hao’s aura sharpened like an unsheathed immortal sword, his eyes blazing as if all living beings were ascending to immortality, the light flooding the sky.
And this was merely his gaze—terrifying beyond measure!
“Seeking a beating!”
These were Shi Hao’s words, crushing souls with his arrogance, as if scolding a mere mortal.
“Hahaha…!”
Behind him, the immortal beings could no longer contain their fury. How dare he speak so to their faith, to an Immortal King?
Did he truly believe himself invincible across all ages?
Yet An Lan did not rebuke him, his expression only growing colder, his eyes like a starry abyss showing worlds perishing and reviving. He thrust his spear forward with devastating force!
**Boom!**
Now, Shi Hao also transformed, his light illuminating the heavens, exuding an eternal, invincible momentum!
He stood unmoving, yet above his head, a Dao platform materialized. A drop of blood shimmered, and from it rose a figure—seated at first, then standing.
**Boom!**
That figure descended, pressing toward An Lan.
What—? All were stunned.
That figure possessed peerless might and a familiar presence that stirred souls.
Even An Lan faltered, his composure breaking for the first time—this was beyond his expectations.
Above that figure’s head appeared a weapon forged from nine immortal metals, draped in the aura of all things—too familiar. It had clashed with An Lan before.
“Isn’t that… him?” The foreign experts gaped—the mysterious powerhouse from another time and space, treading on a cauldron, resembling this figure.
Only now, the figure bore a cauldron above his head, exuding supreme majesty as he punched toward An Lan!
**Boom!**
A single fist shattered heaven and earth.
An Lan’s expression changed as he raised his spear to block.
**Clang!**
The aura of all things deflected the spear’s tip, while the fist pressed on, unstoppable.
**Thud!**
An Lan roared, his body erupting with runes, unleashing the full might of an Immortal King to counter this foe.
“A drop of blood dares defy the heavens?” An Lan bellowed.
The cauldron trembled, flying toward him to suppress!
“Seeking a beating!” came the retort.
Simultaneously, above Shi Hao’s head, another Dao platform emerged amidst churning chaos. Another figure rose, a drop of blood glowing with the marks of reincarnation.
This figure, towering and domineering, stepped forward, a nine-layered pagoda floating above him, exuding the aura of the primordial universe!
“That pagoda?” On the Imperial Pass walls, Yue Chan, the Witch, and Qing Yi were shocked—they had seen it with Shi Hao before, though now it was complete.
The little pagoda that once followed Shi Hao!
This figure, with the ancient pagoda hovering above, strode forth and uttered two words to An Lan:
“Seeking a beating!”
Like a supreme being scorning a lesser.
Infinite power radiated as if he had stepped out from the river of time, peerless and unmatched.
**Boom!**
He pressed forward to strike An Lan.
**Bang!**
An Lan’s pupils contracted—this was too bizarre!
He could no longer hold the Primordial Imperial City, releasing it under overwhelming pressure.
**Thud!**
As if a world had shattered, the nine-layered pagoda trembled, advancing with its master to annihilate all.
Behind, the five divine decrees glowed as Yu Tuo shouted, resisting the Heavenly Abyss and lifting the Primordial Imperial City.
An Lan was forced back, step by step.
**Bang!**
After one collision, An Lan retreated rapidly—those two figures were too terrifying.
How could this be?
Where had these two beings come from?
“I, An Lan, am invincible in this world! Who can suppress me?!” An Lan roared, splitting the sky.
Yet **thud!**—the cauldron slammed into his spear, and the pagoda crashed down, forcing An Lan to stagger back.
“Seeking a beating!”
Shi Hao spoke again. This time, no platform appeared, but a hazy shadow emerged—a drop of blood glowing with reincarnation marks.
**Boom!**
The shadow merged with Shi Hao, embodying an invincible, peerless dominance!
**Clang!**
In his hand materialized a sword—blindingly radiant—as he slashed forward, shouting:
“Seeking a beating!”
**Bang!**—An Lan was sent flying.
The foreign armies were on the verge of madness. What was happening? How could that youth manifest such terror?
How had he become three entities, each a supreme powerhouse?
The scene was horrifying, as if past, present, and future had converged into an unstoppable force!
Those simple words—”seeking a beating”—were they truly suppressing the Immortal King An Lan?!
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