The middle-aged man landed, his right arm severed and flying away, splattering crimson blood. Staggering, his face turned pale.
Disheveled, he jerked his head up, cold light flashing in his eyes—filled with fury and hatred—as he glared at Shi Hao. Above his head, the bronze hall rumbled.
Wisps of immortal energy surged, auspicious light flourishing as it cascaded down, enveloping him in protection.
“Fierce!”
His gaze was vicious. He should have exuded an immortal’s grace, for he hailed from the Immortal Palace, inheriting a true immortal lineage. Yet now, all that remained was venom.
At this moment, the man formed hand seals, channeling supreme techniques—the Human Immortal Seal. A grand silhouette manifested behind him, resonating with him and influencing the bronze hall above.
In truth, he was awakening the immortal artifact, urging it to unleash boundless immortal radiance to suppress and slay Shi Hao.
Fortunately, Shi Hao wielded the Great Luo Sword Embryo, an ancient weapon that grew stronger against formidable artifacts. Thus, Shi Hao charged forward with it.
**Boom!**
The sword expanded, no longer resembling a mere blade but stretching like a massive mountain ridge, crashing down with devastating force.
**Clang!**
Sparks erupted as the glowing sword struck the colossal bronze hall, shaking it violently. Green rust scattered as the hall trembled under the impact.
In an instant, immortal light surged, and killing intent boiled.
**Pfft!**
The middle-aged man coughed blood. Though not directly struck, the sheer force of the sword’s power wounded him grievously.
Shi Hao narrowed his eyes, assessing the bronze hall with intrigue. The immortal artifact was suppressed, failing to unleash its true might.
This shocked him—and left him uncertain.
If this were true, then the Spirit Realm and the Void God Realm were truly extraordinary!
At this moment, Shi Hao’s gaze sharpened. If immortal power was indeed restricted, he might as well go all out—kill his way forward.
If a half-ruined true immortal lurked within that hall, he’d slaughter it without hesitation!
He held no goodwill toward this faction. They had been absent during the Border War, yet now they came to ambush him.
**Boom!**
Golden wings unfurled behind Shi Hao—the wings of a Kun Peng. A thunder pool mark flickered between his brows, and reincarnation runes shimmered over his chest.
Behind him, a golden willow tree materialized!
In an instant, Shi Hao reached his peak state—and lunged forward.
Since they were already enemies, why hesitate? Kill first, ask questions later.
Now at his strongest, sword in hand, wings flapping, lightning crackling, and the golden willow in tow, he stormed toward the bronze hall.
“You dare?!”
The middle-aged man panicked. Was this lunatic truly charging into the hall?!
What the enemy desired, he opposed!
**Boom!**
Their clash was earth-shaking.
In truth, Shi Hao’s assault on the hall was a feint—his true target was the man. Once dealt with, he’d investigate the hall for any dormant immortals. If found, he’d slaughter them.
If his guess was right, this was a rare, once-in-an-era opportunity.
**Bang!**
Despite being a top expert of the Immortal Palace, the man was no match for Shi Hao in a direct battle. A lightning-wreathed fist sent him flying.
Even as the man burned immortal runes in desperation, his resistance was futile.
Losing his right arm had crippled him. Even reforging it didn’t help.
**Crack!**
Amidst swirling time fragments, he aged rapidly.
**Boom!**
The final strike came—Shi Hao’s massive Kun Peng wings swept forward like twin blades, cleaving the man into four pieces!
Blood rained as the Immortal Palace expert screamed in agony. He couldn’t withstand this.
Even with the bronze hall, he was powerless. An immortal artifact, yet it couldn’t suppress Shi Hao—blocked by a mere sword embryo.
In the end, he was just a pawn, sacrificed for a test.
**Pfft!**
Shi Hao’s sword descended, and the man dissolved into light, vanishing from the Spirit Realm.
Though not a true supreme being, his life was still precious. He had escape measures.
As for the bronze hall? He abandoned it.
**Clang! Clang! Clang!**
Sword radiance pierced the heavens—emanating from the golden willow behind Shi Hao. Its branches straightened like divine blades, thrusting into the hall’s rusted entrance.
**Boom!**
Chaos energy erupted as the hall quaked. Patches of green rust fell away, revealing terrifying laws of power.
Shi Hao’s heart chilled. He retreated swiftly, raising his sword in defense.
**This is bad!**
He realized—the Spirit Realm couldn’t suppress immortal power. The hall was unleashing something terrifying.
This surpassed his limits. Was this the realm of immortals?
Simultaneously, the hall gleamed, its rust vanishing. Immortal laws intertwined, forming an unstoppable domain.
The entrance cleared as chaos dispersed under immortal light.
Inside, a flame flickered—not blinding, but impossible to ignore. A suffocating aura radiated from it.
Immortal laws coiled around it like chains, both sacred and dreadful.
“Young man, you’re too arrogant. Did you think the Immortal Palace was a place you could assault?”
A cold, aged voice echoed, laced with killing intent.
Shi Hao shuddered. This was true immortal power—was it the hall’s spirit or a remnant of a true immortal?
“Who are you?” Shi Hao demanded.
“A true immortal lingering in this world,” the voice replied indifferently.
Shi Hao sighed. Trouble had come. How could he fight this?
A true immortal slumbered here—and the Spirit Realm’s rules couldn’t suppress it.
He had a few trump cards, but against an immortal? Useless.
**”That thing… could it work?”**
He thought of one item—but it pained him. Meng Tianzheng had refused to use it even in death, leaving it with a warning: **”Unless you face death, do not touch it.”**
“You claim to be a true immortal—where’s your body? Dead long ago, no?”
Shi Hao forced calm, staring at the flame in the hall.
“Tsk. My remnant endures, eternal as heaven and earth. Returning to my peak, however… is difficult.” The flame pulsed. “This is but an imprint, accompanied by immortal fire. Yet burning you to ash is trivial.”
It spoke truth. Even an imprint could annihilate any non-immortal.
The gap between mortal and immortal was like heaven and earth.
**”Sigh.”**
Meng Tianzheng had never used it. Should he?
If not, death was certain.
“Know this—killing an insect like you brings no pride, only disgust.”
To the remnant immortal, slaying a mortal was beneath him—a degradation.
In his eyes, Shi Hao was but an ant, no matter his potential.
“You’re truly conceited.” Shi Hao seethed. “Why kill me? What grudge do you hold?”
“You bear the blood of sinners. You inherited the Kun Peng’s legacy. Your talent is… inconvenient. Better to erase you now.”
The answer was chillingly simple.
“You hid during the Border War, yet now you strike? Shameful for an immortal.”
“An ant’s cries mean nothing.”
Rage burned in Shi Hao. Instead of using Meng Tianzheng’s relic, he reached inward—communing with something dormant within.
“Enough. Time to end you. Disturbing my slumber is a sin—but eliminating a future threat is worth the stain.”
**Boom!**
The immortal flame lunged, unavoidable, carrying the weight of immortal law.
Yet Shi Hao stood unmoved.
From within him, a fist-sized flame erupted—brilliant, dazzling.
This fire had dwelled within him for years, silently recording laws, never acting.
Now, it blazed forth, drowning the immortal’s flame and will.
**”No! Ah—!”**
The imprint screamed, thrashing in terror.
Fire engulfed the space—yet none touched Shi Hao. His inner flame devoured it all.
“Remnant immortal… you’re the insect now.”
Shi Hao watched coldly as the immortal’s essence was consumed.
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