This outcome was far too cruel for Shi Hao!
And these words, spoken so calmly from the mouth of a crippled immortal, were nothing short of blatant disdain—a merciless blow.
Everyone present was stunned. Was it really over just like that?
They had expected a legendary battle, a clash between the Five Elements Mountain and the crippled immortal. Yet, in just a fleeting moment, it had all come to an end.
What happened to the Wild One?
All eyes turned to the sky, filled with confusion.
For many, the term “Soul-Severing Curse” was unheard of. They had no idea what it was or the horrifying, brutal consequences it would bring.
“The Soul-Severing Curse—throughout the ages, few have had the misfortune to endure its strike.”
Not far away, alongside the ancient battle-axe, a decree lit up, one glyph after another glowing brightly. It was the voice of another crippled immortal, speaking.
“From this day forth, the Wild One shall cease to exist. He is finished—his path destroyed, his foundation ruined. In mere months, he will be reduced to nothing but a mortal!” The elder from the Immortal Palace laughed heartily.
His voice boomed like thunder, filled with satisfaction. With the crippled immortals emerging, who could possibly oppose them?
“The Soul-Severing Curse—even a true immortal struck by it would fall into mundanity, let alone you!”
At last, the crowd understood what was about to happen. Shock rippled through them—the Wild One had been crippled, destined to become the most ordinary of humans.
This… chilled everyone to the bone, followed by a heavy silence. It was an undeniably cruel punishment, far worse than simply killing him.
Now, who didn’t know of his unparalleled talent? Barely in his twenties, he had already reached the Dunyi Realm, sweeping through his era with unmatched prowess. Even among the older generation, few could rival him.
He had shattered myths, rewritten records—no one younger had ever reached the Dunyi Realm before.
To spare such a prodigy’s life, only to strip him of his cultivation and cast him into the depths of despair, forcing him to endure endless suffering—how utterly merciless!
“No, my child!” Shi Ziling roared, his eyes bloodshot as he charged forward.
“My son!” Qin Yining, her hair disheveled, rushed into the sky, tears streaming down her face.
They clung to Shi Hao, hearts wracked with anguish, fear, and boundless fury. Their eldest son had suffered so much in life—why had fate dealt him yet another cruel blow?
“I’ll fight you to the death!” Shi Ziling bellowed, his crimson eyes blazing as he lunged forward, ready to battle the crippled immortal.
*Bang!*
Shi Hao grabbed him, biting his lower lip. “Don’t.”
Just two words—simple, resolute. He refused to say more, unwilling to even glance at the Immortal Palace’s people, his knuckles whitening from the force of his grip.
He would gladly throw himself into battle against the Immortal Palace, but he would never allow his parents to be dragged into danger, to die in vain.
“Young man, know your place. The world is vast—it does not tolerate arrogance. There are rules that must be obeyed.” The glowing decree resonated with these words before it and the ancient battle-axe soared into the heavens, tearing through the cosmos amidst immortal mist, vanishing without a trace.
The voice was indifferent, almost cold, but to the ears of the Shi Clan, it was unbearably grating—a manifestation of cruelty, ruthlessness, and utter contempt.
It was the crippled immortal who had struck first, yet in the end, they painted Shi Hao as the ignorant, reckless one.
How could the Shi Clan not seethe with rage? Simply because the crippled immortal stood above all, able to suppress and judge as they pleased.
But what could they do?
Qin Yining also tried to rush forward, but Shi Hao held her back. The crippled immortal of the Immortal Palace still lingered—charging now would be like a moth flying into flames.
“Young man, know your place.”
The crippled immortal within the silver war chariot repeated the same words, making them all the more piercing, a mockery beyond measure.
*Boom!*
As the eight celestial steeds reared, their hooves shattered the sky, making even the stars beyond tremble.
He was leaving, returning to the Immortal Palace.
Yet, before departing, his gaze locked onto the Great Luo Sword Embryo in Shi Hao’s hand and the Blood Iron War Banner floating beside him.
A streak of immortal light shot forth, aiming to seize them.
*Boom!*
In the next instant, the Five Elements Mountain descended, blocking the path and severing the connection between them. A mighty voice echoed.
“Was our agreement not clear? One strike—was that not enough?” Its tone was icy, filled with menace.
“Heh heh heh…” The eight steeds pulled the silver war chariot away, rumbling across the heavens like thunder, tearing through the void until they vanished.
“A peerless genius? Now reduced to trash!” The elder from the Immortal Palace laughed uproariously before turning and leaving.
“You go too far! Far too far!” Qin Yining wept, her heart breaking for her eldest son. This ending was unbearable.
*Boom!*
Only after the crippled immortal had left did the place erupt into chaos.
No one could believe it—the Wild One had been crippled!
*Swoosh!*
The Five Elements Mountain glowed before descending into the depths of the Qin Clan, disappearing from sight.
“Alas…” Qin Changsheng arrived with a sigh, his expression complex as he looked at Shi Hao. He had never expected such an ending.
“Brother!” Qin Hao called out, supporting Shi Hao.
“Heavens, it’s true! The Wild One is no more. Struck down by a true immortal, his cultivation severed—now just an ordinary mortal.”
“Incredible! That was the Wild One—the one who shattered records, forged myths in this era’s cultivation history. And now, such a tragic fate!”
“He just returned from the frontier, where he defeated the imperial clans of the foreign realm, sweeping through all foes with glorious triumphs. Who could have imagined it would end like this?”
The crowd exploded into uproar, voices overlapping in disbelief.
Some lamented Shi Hao’s fate—fresh from the battlefield, only to be crippled by his own world.
He had fought with blood and sweat at the frontier, achieving legendary feats. Every clan that had fought there, every race that had stood at the Imperial Pass, sang his praises.
Yet now, the hero had met his downfall.
Many raged on his behalf, cursing the injustice. Though they feared the crippled immortal, their hearts screamed—*Heaven is unfair!*
“That crippled immortal—he didn’t even dare fight at the frontier! What right does he have to demand respect? Disgusting!” someone muttered.
But a companion tugged at their sleeve, warning them to hold their tongue. Shi Hao’s fate was a stark reminder—misplaced words could bring disaster.
Some pitied Shi Hao deeply—this ending was too cruel, too unjust.
Yet others smiled, delighted, even exhilarated.
Like those from the Demon Sunflower Garden, the Celestial Nation, and the Netherworld—this result lifted a great weight from their hearts.
“Hahaha! Wild One, you’ve finally been crippled! How does it feel?”
At last, someone burst into laughter, unable to hold back their glee.
“From now on, the Wild One is no more—just a worthless mortal!”
Some who had once brought lavish gifts to curry favor with Shi Hao now sneered.
“Father… are we really leaving just like this?” a green-robed girl asked hesitantly.
“Of course. Did you truly think my talk of an alliance with the Shi Clan was serious? Now that he’s crippled, what threat does he pose?” a sect leader scoffed.
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