A single sword gleam illuminated the nine heavens as Wang Shi’s head soared into the air, blood spurting high into the sky.
The scene left the battlefield utterly silent. Many cultivators closely tied to the Wang Clan trembled faintly, a chilling cold creeping from head to toe.
Wang Shi, the Wang Clan’s most promising talent, their strongest genius, had been utterly helpless before Shi Hao!
One was a Supreme Being, the other a prodigy at the Dunyi Realm—there was simply no comparison. The gap in combat power was too vast.
Yet, there was one similarity—their cultivation years. Shi Hao had only trained for mere decades, yet he had already achieved the Dao.
“He truly succeeded…” someone murmured under their breath.
Even disbelief was futile. Shi Hao’s combat prowess was undeniable—slaying a Dunyi Realm expert with effortless ease.
A glorious achievement, shining through eternity!
As the shock settled, people gradually realized the magnitude of Shi Hao’s feat—he had shattered history, creating a new myth. It was said no one under five hundred years could become a Supreme Being, yet he had broken that rule.
At this moment, not only were the Wang Clan and Jin Clan shaken, but even old acquaintances like Qing Yi and Tuo Gu Yulong found it hard to suppress their emotions, trembling with excitement.
“Roar!”
A dark creature roared, its eyes turning crimson like twin blood moons, cold and cruel amidst the black mist as it lunged at Shi Hao.
Its massive, pitch-black claw descended like a small mountain. Originally a true beast, it had mutated completely after being tainted by darkness.
It shattered the heavens, its monstrous power accompanied by law energy, freezing space itself as it sought to trap and annihilate Shi Hao.
“Clang!”
Shi Hao did not retreat. Unafraid of the dark energy, he raised his hand and clashed directly with the beast’s claw. His palm radiated auspicious light, forming a colossal luminous hand that collided with the black claw, the impact shaking the heavens.
The sight was terrifying. In the void beyond, stars plummeted, burning as they crashed toward the earth.
Yet, as ripples from their battle spread outward, those falling stars exploded into dust.
They had already ascended beyond the mortal realm, battling fiercely in the void like streaks of lightning, their speed unimaginable.
Though the dark creature was massive, Shi Hao manifested a divine form, towering like a primordial giant, standing as tall as the heavens.
The beast roared repeatedly, transforming into a Supreme Being of darkness, its power unmatched. Any creature of the Nine Heavens would weaken in its presence, fearing the corruption of darkness.
But Shi Hao had no such fear. He pressed forward with unyielding ferocity.
The black beast exhaled, spewing dark flames that incinerated distant stars, their explosions resembling dazzling yet horrifying fireworks.
This was the battle of Supreme Beings—though aimed at each other, even the slightest overflow of energy could sever suns and moons.
The beast pounced, howling like the most savage ancient creature, its sonic waves threatening to annihilate the world.
Fortunately, Shi Hao unleashed a Dao resonance, cutting off the destructive force. His body radiated light, surrounded by terrifying demonic energy, his aura growing ever more formidable.
Among the warring races of the world, the Chaos Demon Ape stood at the forefront!
This clan thrived in times of chaos, growing stronger through relentless battle, crushing all foes in their path.
Now, Shi Hao employed their secret techniques, his battle intent soaring to the point of demonic transformation. Dark protective energy surged around him as he roared:
“Kill!”
In an instant, he manifested three heads and six arms, his power skyrocketing as he lunged forward, all six limbs striking at the Supreme-level beast.
“Boom!”
Even the mighty beast staggered under the blows, growling as it spewed black flames.
A black furnace materialized—not a physical artifact, but a manifestation of the beast’s Dao, forged from laws to suppress and incinerate its foe.
“Clang!”
Yet, Shi Hao shattered the furnace with a single strike. He leaped onto the beast’s back, his six arms pinning its head and limbs as he rained down devastating blows.
With a resonant hum, the beast transformed into a black sun, its body darkening as it sought to annihilate the being on its back.
It flung Shi Hao away, forcing him back.
The battle raged fiercely between man and beast.
The dark creature’s resilience was terrifying, its flesh far surpassing that of ordinary beings of its rank.
Yet, as the fight wore on, the beast faltered. With a sickening crunch, Shi Hao snapped its neck and punched through its chest, leaving a gaping hole.
Black blood gushed—ominous and deadly.
Shi Hao retreated swiftly, having torn the beast apart in close combat but unwilling to be tainted by its dark blood.
“Roar!”
The beast howled, its spirit cracked but not yet dead, its tenacious life force driving it to counterattack.
But Shi Hao, now in control, gave it no chance.
In an instant, the Grass Sword Art erupted—billions of sword rays slashed toward the beast, leaving it no escape.
Dark creatures feared no death, never retreating—a trait that sealed their fate when outmatched.
Shi Hao’s sword energy annihilated the beast completely!
Black blood sprayed as its skull split, its spirit shredded by the blades before being utterly extinguished.
Just like that, a Supreme Being of darkness had fallen!
The heavens wept—black rain fell from the void, the essence of the dark creature.
Shi Hao summoned a great divine technique, collecting the blood into a cauldron of laws to refine it, lest it bring calamity.
A Supreme Being had been slain—a dark one at that!
Below, near Mount Xumi’s ruins, the crowd was awestruck. The Shi Hao of the past had risen to such heights, standing now as a Supreme Being of the world.
Shi Hao descended, his killing intent receding but his presence still awe-inspiring—especially to the Wang and Jin Clans, whose members trembled in fear.
“Now, let us settle our debts,” Shi Hao said, turning to the Eighth Dragon of the Wang Clan.
In the past, the Nine Dragons of Wang had sought his life repeatedly. Now, he would show no mercy.
Especially since the Eighth Dragon had colluded with a dark Supreme Being—an unforgivable sin.
“Tell me, what dealings does the Wang Clan have with the dark creatures?” Shi Hao demanded.
“Do not slander us!” the Eighth Dragon retorted. Admitting anything would doom him eternally.
“Silence?” Shi Hao remained calm, but with a flick of his finger, a sword ray split the man’s skull, exposing his spirit.
“Shi Hao, if you force this, my father will crush you!” the Eighth Dragon hissed.
“Whoosh!”
Without a word, Shi Hao’s blade flashed, cleaving the spirit in two. The Eighth Dragon screamed in agony.
Yet, Shi Hao did not kill him—he needed the man’s internal formations and had other uses for him.
“Shi Hao, release my Eighth Brother!” Wang Shi’s severed head floated nearby, unable to rejoin his body, trapped by Shi Hao’s restraints.
“Then I’ll start with you.” Shi Hao turned, his sword splitting Wang Shi’s forehead, revealing his spirit.
“Shi Hao, you dare?! My father will destroy you!” the Eighth Dragon shrieked, his own spirit already halved, teetering on the brink of death.
“Oh?”
Shi Hao remained indifferent, striking again—this time at Wang Shi’s spirit, encasing it in sword light.
But then—an anomaly!
Wang Shi’s spirit erupted with radiant light, projecting a shadow—a figure emerging from an ancient altar far beyond, manifesting here.
“Fellow Daoist, show mercy!” the shadow boomed.
“Wang Changsheng!” Shi Hao was stunned.
Wang Changsheng had indeed favored Wang Shi—embedding his shadow within the young man’s spirit to appear in his direst hour.
“The… Spirit Summoning Altar!” the Eighth Dragon gasped. “Quick, call Father! Bring him here!”
Within Wang Shi’s spirit, a tiny ancient altar appeared, Wang Changsheng’s faint figure standing atop it.
Shi Hao saw it too. He had never expected such a thing hidden within Wang Shi’s spirit.
Only Wang Shi himself had been unaware.
“Call Father! Have him come and kill Shi Hao!” the Eighth Dragon roared inwardly at Wang Shi.
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