That sword was utterly terrifying, slicing through the furnace wall and severing the head of that figure. Its edge was peerless, dazzlingly radiant, making everyone’s souls tremble in fear.
What kind of treasure was this? Many felt their hearts quiver. The furnace wall carried a trace of the Red King Furnace’s aura—indestructible and unyielding—so how could it be torn apart?
Shi Hao’s fists were undeniably fearsome, yet even they had failed to damage the furnace earlier. How could a single, effortless sword strike now pierce through the blazing divine furnace?
“I knew it… he truly defies the heavens!” someone sighed from behind—a cultivator from the Imperial Pass who had guessed the sword’s origin.
In Shi Hao’s hand, the divine sword was crimson as if carved from blood diamonds, as resplendent as red coral, exquisitely crafted and breathtakingly beautiful.
Yet, it was also terrifying—radiant to the extreme, stunningly gorgeous, yet lethally dangerous!
It was this very sword that cleaved through the fiery treasure furnace!
Blood sprayed from the severed figure, accompanied by a deafening resonance of the Great Dao, as if a pillar holding up the heavens had collapsed, the entire sky crashing down like the burial of an era.
What was this…?
On the battlefield, everyone was stunned, their gazes shifting from the crimson divine sword in Shi Hao’s hand to the furnace and the fallen figure. How could this be?
After being beheaded, such earth-shattering phenomena erupted!
This was no ordinary scene of a young Imperial Clan member losing his head—it was more like the fall of an immortal, shaking the heavens and earth, causing the very fabric of the world to crumble!
“Remains of an Immortal King…”
From the direction of the foreign realm, a cultivator uttered these words in shock, sending chills down everyone’s spines.
How could this be? The body of an Immortal King? It made their very souls tremble!
Could Chi Meng Hong have brought the corpse of an Immortal King into battle? Impossible! Moreover, if such an invincible body truly descended, the heavens would collapse, and no one could withstand it.
Yet, the aura carried an unmistakable immortal essence, exuding an overwhelming pressure.
Because of this, the sky shattered, the world fractured, and black fissures spread endlessly across the land.
“Truly terrifying. Chi Meng Hong once entered his clan’s Blood Pool, undergoing a baptism that fused him with the Red King Furnace. He obtained a trace of the Immortal King Furnace’s imprint, wielding a fraction of its power.”
A supreme being from the foreign realm spoke, and with these words, many understood.
That figure was not Chi Meng Hong—it was not his head that had been severed. It was the furnace’s inherited manifestation, a mere imprint of the Immortal King taking form.
Chi Meng Hong was not dead. He was the furnace itself—though cleaved, he remained unbroken.
“Ah—!”
Indeed, the furnace trembled, unleashing a bloodcurdling howl as gore gushed forth from its cracks, a horrifying sight!
The entire furnace resembled a sea of blood, surging violently, crimson and terrifying, scarlet mists erupting in blinding brilliance!
That was Chi Meng Hong—his flesh had become the furnace. That was his true form!
“Fang, you have enraged me! Unforgivable! I shall refine you into a furnace slave!” Chi Meng Hong roared as the furnace trembled, retreating while spewing bloody light from its mouth.
The furnace was healing, shaking violently as it unleashed torrents of scarlet radiance, drowning the desert and shrouding the heavens.
At this moment, immortal energy permeated the air, an unfathomable force flowing as the headless figure within the furnace stood once more.
Headless, it was even more terrifying, exuding supreme pressure. With a metallic clang, a weapon materialized in its grasp—its edge dominating the world!
“This is—”
Behind, everyone was stunned. On the walls of the Imperial Pass, people felt as if they had been plunged into an icy abyss.
Their souls trembled uncontrollably, for that figure was overwhelmingly powerful.
“How can this be? He merely carries a trace of the Red King Furnace’s aura, able to manifest a sliver of the Immortal King’s imprint. How can he borrow such power?” people murmured in disbelief.
The cultivators of the Imperial Pass feared for Shi Hao, their hearts gripped with dread.
Even the beings of the foreign realm were shocked. The lineage of the Red King was too monstrous—could Chi Meng Hong truly borrow the power of an Immortal King buried within the Immortal Furnace?
Faintly, everyone sensed a ripple of overwhelming might.
Who could oppose such strength?
Not even Fang—even a supreme being might not prevail. This was power that surpassed the peak of mortality!
“Fang, come here! Be my furnace slave for eternity!” Chi Meng Hong bellowed.
The furnace blazed, scarlet mists surging like an ocean as the figure standing within its mouth radiated supreme might. With a thud, a new head regenerated.
Though its form was indistinct, the moment its eyes opened, the heavens and earth quaked.
Boom!
In that instant, the shadowy figure, as if standing in an abyss, swung its weapon—a hazy, indistinct armament—slashing toward Shi Hao.
“This isn’t fair!” Behind, Cao Yusheng, Qing Yi, and others felt their hearts leap into their throats. This was no longer a battle between peers—it was the borrowing of immortal power!
How could Shi Hao defend against this? How could he withstand it?
Many were dumbstruck, fearing for Shi Hao. Would he be slain here?
Earlier, he had dared to raise his blade against An Lan. If he died now, killed by the remnant shadow of an Immortal King’s corpse, it would be too unjust.
Yet, Shi Hao showed no fear!
“A mere illusion! If you could truly borrow the power of an immortal, how could you cross the Abyss? A paper tiger!”
These were Shi Hao’s words—calm, unshaken in his resolve.
And in that moment, he moved. His body erupted with light, divine chains of order unfurling like a humanoid True Dragon sprouting immortal wings, soaring toward the heavens!
Already formidable, he now became even more terrifying.
Shi Hao gathered his strength. Though unafraid, he did not underestimate his foe. All his divine abilities erupted at once, cloaking him in radiant splendor.
Boom!
The crimson divine sword in his hand trembled, growing even sharper as he shot forward, slashing through the air.
“Clang! Clang! Clang—!”
Sparks flew, divine might shaking the world. The surrounding creatures gasped, while those on the Imperial Pass walls were utterly awestruck.
This was a clash of supreme beings—a momentary exchange that made the heavens tremble and the earth collapse.
Shi Hao frowned. The weapon in that figure’s hand was incredibly sturdy, actually able to block his own blade.
But Chi Meng Hong did not share this sentiment. The weapon in the shadowy figure’s grasp was shortening with each collision, terrifying him.
What kind of weapon was Fang wielding? Could it even sever an immortal phantom’s manifested armament? This was too monstrous!
“Ah—! Burn, Red King Furnace Slave! Kill him!” Chi Meng Hong shrieked, spewing blood from the furnace’s mouth to drench the figure.
Boom!
The figure grew even more terrifying, its aura shaking the heavens and earth.
“How can this be fought? This is too unfair—he’s invoking immortal power!” the golden Heavenly Horned Ant cried anxiously from behind.
“Fear not. That figure merely exudes such an aura—its true power falls far short,” Meng Tianzheng said calmly.
Immortals could not cross the Abyss—this was fact!
Clang!
A deafening clangor resounded as Shi Hao’s crimson sword cleaved through the bloody curtain, piercing the scarlet radiance and arriving before the figure—unstoppable!
Squelch!
The phantom was struck again, this time losing its right arm.
Shi Hao was unstoppable, his divine sword illuminating eternity. With another slash, he severed the figure’s head once more.
“Ah—!” Chi Meng Hong howled.
“Die!”
Shi Hao roared, charging forward. Where his sword pointed, nothing could stand in its way.
Sssshhh—!
A sword light pierced the heavens and earth. This time, he split the figure cleanly in two, its halves collapsing into the furnace in a rain of blood.
For Chi Meng Hong, this was catastrophic. Even though it was not his true body, he suffered backlash—his techniques, his Dao, were intertwined with that figure.
He had come for revenge, prepared to the utmost, even tempering himself in his clan’s ancestral grounds. By chance, he had earned the Red King Furnace Spirit’s favor, fusing with it to gain this heaven-defying power. Yet now, it seemed he was doomed to fail!
“From you, I see what the Red King seeks—to plunder the Immortal King’s Dao fruit, using it as a flame of rebirth to refine himself into an invincible form. But in the end, who will benefit remains to be seen!” Shi Hao said coldly.
His words shocked many, including supreme beings.
Rumors had long circulated that the Red King Furnace buried an Immortal King, becoming a “coffin furnace.” Could there be more to the story?
“What is the origin of your weapon?” Chi Meng Hong demanded, unwilling to accept defeat. He had come with heaven-defying means, yet still faced ruin.
Before the eyes of all, if he suffered another crushing defeat, how could he still call himself a scion of the Imperial Clan?
“The Immortal-Slaying Guillotine—to behead all demons and fiends of this world!” Shi Hao declared.
Sssshhh—!
He struck. Scarlet mists surged—had he not sensed the threat of immortal energy, he would not have used this power so readily.
Squelch!
The fiery furnace was struck, blood gushing as a massive gash was torn open.
“Ah—!”
Chi Meng Hong screamed, his body blazing as he unleashed all his divine abilities, engaging Shi Hao in fierce combat, using the furnace as his weapon.
In this state, he was stronger, his body more durable than his true form.
Yet even the furnace had been split open. Had he faced Shi Hao in his fleshly body, the outcome would have been worse.
“Stop!”
From behind, several figures advanced, their auras terrifying—all were beings of the Imperial Clan!
“Hahaha—!” Shi Hao laughed wildly, his eyes blazing like lightning, his aura overwhelming. “Is this all? Then today, I shall slaughter to my heart’s content—first the Time Beast, then the rest of you! Imperial Clan, come at me together!”
The crowd was stunned. Was he mad? To challenge multiple Imperial Clan members alone, his presence swallowing heaven and earth!
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