This is truly a Supreme Being, with undeniable power. Despite Shi Hao’s astonishing cultivation and his dominance over the younger generation, he was no match for such an ancient monster and had no choice but to flee.
If he had stayed, death would have been certain!
After all, he had only just entered the Dunyi Realm, a full major realm below such a terrifying existence.
The most critical point was that the Supreme Realm was unlike any other. How many among those who stood at this level could be challenged by those beneath them?
Those who reached this domain were peerless geniuses, unrivaled across the ages.
For cultivators below their realm to even think of facing a Supreme in battle, unless they wielded an immortal-grade formation, even the use of immortal artifacts might prove futile.
Because a Supreme could evade and strike at the opportune moment.
Of course, those who commanded immortal-grade formations had to inscribe the runes within their own bodies—otherwise, the effect would still fall short.
In the past, historical records showed that non-Supremes who banded together to challenge such beings had only one path: engraving immortal formations within themselves before engaging in battle.
But even this came at a great cost!
Immortal-grade formations were not just rare—most had never even seen one. Such treasures could only be found in the hands of long-lived aristocratic families.
And not every long-lived family possessed them—they were far too scarce.
Shi Hao fled at extreme speed, but the figure behind him closed in faster and faster.
**”Boom!”**
Shi Hao flapped his wings, lightning intertwining with the Kun Peng’s wings, while his feet executed the divine ability of shrinking the earth to inches. His speed was so blinding that it left onlookers stunned.
**”Can he really match a Supreme in speed?”**
In the distance, Feng Bailing, Yuan Qing, and the others were shocked, their minds reeling.
Everyone knew that Supremes stood at the pinnacle of the human path, unmatched in any aspect—whether in attack power or speed, they were the strongest in the world.
Yet now, a mere Dunyi Realm youth was moving fast enough to rival a Supreme!
**”Even with our ancestor manifesting, he still couldn’t be subdued?”** Feng Qiang muttered in disbelief, as if he had seen a ghost.
That was a Supreme making his move! Yet he couldn’t kill Huang instantly, allowing him to escape instead.
**”Rumble!”**
The heavens and earth trembled as the small figure expanded, exuding an immortal aura with silver hair cascading down. His massive hand stretched out, covering the firmament, his rule power surging to imprison the sky.
The worst had come to pass—a Supreme unleashed his might, and the world overturned.
Within the human path, none could resist them.
**”A Supreme is invincible—who dares oppose him?”** Feng Bailing exclaimed excitedly, knowing that this was the true might of a Supreme. No matter how fast Huang was, he could not withstand it.
Indeed, stars fell from the sky as the Supreme raged, the heavens collapsing and the earth shattering. The land below sank, magma surging forth.
The only saving grace was that this land bordered the uninhabited region, and Shi Hao had fled into it—otherwise, an entire province might have been swallowed.
At that moment, countless lives would have perished!
**”Swoosh!”**
Shi Hao had no choice but to use a Void-Breaking Talisman—otherwise, he would have been trapped in that space, doomed to die.
A single strike from a Supreme could tear apart the cosmos and make the heavens tremble.
A Dunyi Realm cultivator stood no chance. Advancing to the Supreme Realm was a qualitative transformation, an ascension—as if they were no longer the same form of life.
With a flash, Shi Hao vanished from the spot.
The Void-Breaking Talisman was the only variable.
**”Ah! So close!”**
Behind him, Feng Bailing, Yuan Qing, and the others pursued, activating their Heavenly Eye technique. Despite the vast distance, they could still see what had happened.
**”Sigh, this was a divine symbol condensed from our ancestor’s supreme divine ability. Once used, its power diminishes sharply,”** Feng Bailing frowned.
She revealed the truth—this was not their clan’s ancestor in person, but merely a symbol formed from his supreme divine ability, sealed within her arm.
Ahead, the figure did not stop, continuing the pursuit. Though not the true body, it still possessed invincible might.
Unfortunately, this time, he could not locate Shi Hao in a single step—he had already vanished without a trace.
Half an hour later, Shi Hao reappeared silently atop a mountain, observing Feng Bailing and the others from afar. Concealing his presence, he prepared to hunt them down.
**”How despicable! A Supreme was mobilized to kill us. I’ll slaughter a few in return!”** the Golden Lion roared.
It had been terrified earlier—facing a Supreme was despair-inducing. Now, it was seething with rage.
**”Kill!”**
The next moment, man and beast charged forward, divine abilities erupting as they unleashed their full power to annihilate their enemies.
**”Dark Summoning!”** Feng Bailing reacted swiftly, chanting an ancient scripture.
Her clan had obtained the Dark Ancient Art. Feng Xingtian had once used the demonic fist recorded within it, and now Feng Bailing invoked its summoning technique.
In the next instant, the Supreme reappeared—though merely a manifestation, his power was still terrifying.
Shi Hao sighed and fled once more, taking the Golden Lion with him and eventually using another Void-Breaking Talisman.
**”Hmm, his power is weakening,”** Shi Hao noted keenly.
**”This is bad. The brat is too alert—we couldn’t kill him, and with his Void-Breaking Talismans, we’re in danger,”** Yuan Qing’s expression darkened.
Sure enough, over the next two hours, Shi Hao reappeared multiple times, evading pursuit each time before returning to provoke them.
Eventually, he confirmed that the Feng Clan ancestor, manifested from the divine symbol, was weakening—unable to fully display Supreme might.
**”I thought your clan’s old monster had descended in person. Turns out it was just an imprint. Since that’s the case, I’ll send you on your way!”**
Shi Hao charged back, his expression icy.
**”Boom!”**
Suddenly, another great dao symbol bloomed before Feng Qiang, releasing a silver-haired figure of unparalleled strength.
A second symbol!
This was the second one, appearing abruptly to strike at Shi Hao.
**”To capture me, your clan’s old monster really went all out. Why not come in person?”** Shi Hao cursed, forced to flee again.
**”Retreat!”**
At the same time, Feng Qiang, Yuan Qing, and the others fled toward the horizon. They knew the situation had turned dire—failing to kill Huang meant they were now in danger.
As long as Huang endured, he would outlast them—the ancestor’s manifested symbols would only grow weaker.
**”Cough!”**
Shi Hao spat blood, having been injured by the Supreme’s fist wind. His body nearly shattered—a rare crisis in his cultivation journey.
**”I will kill you all!”** he roared.
After another desperate escape, the figure finally began to fade. Shi Hao halted, his expression cold.
Then, in a flash, he crossed the sky, turning the hunt around.
**”This young friend is truly extraordinary. Even a Supreme’s manifested imprint couldn’t subdue him—what a peerless genius!”**
By a distant river, several elders of the Taiyin Clan watched, including the old man Shi Hao had once sought guidance from.
**”When mentioning the end of the Taiyin River, I hinted at the danger there. Our clan owes him no enmity,”** the elder said.
The others nodded. The Taiyin Clan remained aloof from worldly conflicts.
Then, they vanished.
Now, it was Yuan Qing and the others who were uneasy. Both symbols had been unleashed, summoning Supreme-level figures, yet neither could kill Shi Hao.
Now, with the symbols depleted, Huang was hunting them down.
They attempted to teleport using an altar, but Shi Hao used a Void-Breaking Talisman to intercept them, shattering their path.
**”Boom!”**
The void exploded, sending them tumbling from the sky.
Only their strength kept them alive—anyone else would have perished in the spatial turbulence.
**”Huang, don’t get cocky!”** Feng Qiang fumed, humiliated by this disastrous battle.
They had come armed with Supreme-level power, yet it had failed—leaving them utterly disgraced.
Shi Hao, disheveled and bloodied, glared at them coldly, his killing intent surging like tidal waves.
He was furious—nearly slain by a Supreme, now wounded.
**”You wretched traitors! While we bled on the frontier, you sabotaged us from behind. Now you seek to eliminate me? You won’t be spared!”**
His voice was icy, his rage enough to scorch the heavens.
He could hardly believe that the long-lived families of the Nine Heavens had fallen so low—likely colluding with the foreign realm to slaughter their own.
**”The victors write history. We underestimated you—never expected Meng Tianzheng to forge such a treasure talisman for you,”** Feng Qiang said.
**”Prepare to die!”** Shi Hao charged, mounted on the Golden Lion like a war god descending, radiant and majestic.
Still, he remained cautious, wary of another symbol summoning Supreme power.
But he needn’t have worried—even for a Supreme, condensing such symbols was an immense feat.
Feng Qiang fought back fiercely, wielding the Dark Demonic Fist, his black mist billowing as he clashed with Shi Hao.
A late-stage Dunyi cultivator, he was a renowned expert in his clan.
Yet against Shi Hao, he was utterly suppressed.
**”Argh!”** He roared, blood gushing from his mouth.
In just moments, he was nearly killed, his bones shattered.
**”Die!”** Shi Hao bellowed.
The battle was one-sided. With a few strikes, Feng Qiang was obliterated by Shi Hao’s lightning fist, reduced to a mist of blood.
**”And the rest of you!”**
Shi Hao turned his fury on Feng Bailing and the others, attacking them all at once.
Feng Bailing panicked—some tried to aid, others to flee, but all were trapped by an inexplicable force.
Shi Hao’s dominance surpassed their expectations.
Every move resonated with the grand dao, ripples of power surging around him, locking down the sky.
**”Cross Divine Path!”** Feng Bailing cried, slashing a golden cross in the void to crush Shi Hao.
**”Boom!”**
Shi Hao shattered it with a single punch.
Initially, she held her own, but soon, her fist exploded under his strike, half her arm turning to mist.
**”Crack!”**
Shi Hao seized her, twisting sharply—her beautiful head rolled free.
**”And you, the lackey.”** Shi Hao turned to Yuan Qing.
**”Wait, young friend! I have a great secret to share!”** Yuan Qing pleaded.
**”Splat!”**
Shi Hao severed his arm with a sword finger, merciless.
**”Who’s your friend? Today, we settle all debts!”**
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