The gates of the Immortal Domain shimmered with radiant hues—a metallic portal that blocked the void, severing the connection between two realms.
It could only be said that the power of that world was immense, with supreme beings joining forces to forge this gate, capable of cutting off the bridge between heaven and earth. Unless opened, no one could breach it.
One after another, groups set off on their journey home. In truth, as they passed through that gate, they all felt a weight lift from their shoulders—they were not the abandoned ones; they could return.
Recently, many had perished in battles against the dark creatures. Those tainted by too much dark essence could never return in this lifetime. Uprisings had erupted, only to be ruthlessly suppressed.
Among them, some turned away, defecting to the forbidden zones of life in the Nine Heavens.
Thus, this expedition came to an end—a fruitless endeavor. The Age of Decay was descending in full force, and they had no choice but to leave.
The little pup arrived, transformed into a golden kitten nestled in a young girl’s arms, its eyes narrowed as it gazed at the distant horizon.
Regret and sorrow lingered in its gaze. Once, it had vowed that even in death, it would be buried in this land. Yet now, it was departing.
The true Dragon-Blooded Divine Cat had been subdued by it, replaced as it prepared to smuggle itself into the Immortal Domain alongside the daughter of a great figure, seeking the traces of the Endless.
Shi Hao also arrived, but the little pup had already left, successfully entering the Immortal Domain.
Standing afar, Shi Hao silently observed the unyielding metallic gate. He could sense the imprints of multiple Immortal Kings upon it—no being of this world could breach it.
He had once been to the Immortal Domain, passing through a stone gate alongside San Zang and Shen Ming. But this was not that gate.
Watching group after group depart, he sighed softly. Where should he go? Should he follow them into the Immortal Domain? Were there enemies waiting there, ready to ensnare him?
Shi Hao turned away, resolute, striding into the distance.
Perhaps he needed to bid farewell to old friends while there was still time—before they stepped into that sacred, intoxicating world of legend—the Immortal Domain.
Over the past thirty years, more than half of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths had been tainted by dark essence, becoming uninhabitable for ordinary beings.
But now, the black mist was dissipating, and the true enigmatic creatures behind it were retreating.
Before the Immortal Domain cultivators and dark creatures left, chaos reigned.
Especially in the final days, strange beings emerged sporadically, slaughtering as they pleased. Dark powerhouses scoured the land for what they needed before their departure.
Beyond that, there were those abandoned by the Immortal Domain, as well as schemers who moved in the shadows, massacring sects to plunder rare treasures.
With departure imminent, factions grew restless, eager to seize one last bounty.
“Pfft!”
A head flew, its owner filled with disbelief and unwillingness.
He had been a Quasi-Supreme, on the verge of attaining the Dao—yet he had been slain by a mere youth.
Shi Hao’s expression remained cold as iron. Along his path, he had cut down not just dark powerhouses but also Immortal Domain cultivators like this one.
“You locusts, seeking to plunder before leaving? You’ve shattered this world, hastening the Age of Decay!” Shi Hao said icily.
Amidst this turmoil, unrest spread across the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths like never before. Even the Everlasting Families prepared to depart, trading their ancestral scriptures for passage—let alone ordinary clans.
By now, even the high-ranking Immortal Domain overseers stationed in this realm turned a blind eye to the chaos, concerned only with their own safe return.
Orders from above dictated that only a fixed number could leave each day, lest the dark creatures launch a final assault.
“Our Wang Family is finally leaving, but Eldest Brother, Fifth Brother, and Eighth Brother all fell into Shi Hao’s hands. Where is he now? We cannot find him!”
“How do we hunt him down and kill him?”
The Dragons of the Wang Family deliberated.
Through Wang Changsheng’s negotiations with certain Immortal Domain powerhouses, they had secured passage for their entire sect.
The *Pacifying Chaos Scripture* held irresistible allure for even the top factions of the Immortal Domain.
“He won’t live!”
“I hope Father finds him and executes him personally—not through another’s hand.”
The Wang Dragons spoke with chilling indifference. Regrettably, Wang Changsheng was preoccupied with negotiations.
“If we brothers unite, empowered by our innate formations, we can kill him. With Ninth Brother’s recent breakthrough into peerless mastery, our chances are high!”
As the Wang Family schemed, other clans did the same.
Some rejoiced, others despaired.
Most Everlasting Families had secured their passage into the Immortal Domain.
“Shi Hao, what a pity I cannot kill you myself! This hatred will fester—a lifelong regret!” Within the Jin Family, Jin Taijun howled, her face twisted with fury.
Last time, Shi Hao had pursued her into the Jin Family, nearly ending her—a humiliation beyond measure. The mighty Everlasting Jin Family, one of the strongest of this era, had been thrown into chaos by a mere junior.
Shi Hao walked in silence, arriving at the outskirts of the Heavenly Dao Sect—a sacred land on par with the Everlasting Families, an enduring legacy.
“I am Hong Zhen, an admirer of the Heavenly Dao Sect’s Moon Fairy. I seek an audience.”
Shi Hao witnessed this scene—a white-robed youth, flanked by attendants, requesting an audience with the sect’s Holy Maiden at the mountain gates.
“Here to see Qing Yi?”
Shi Hao murmured. He did not approach. The moment he neared, his transcendent senses—far surpassing ordinary Supremes—had detected hidden figures lying in wait.
An ambush. Were they expecting him?
Even a Supreme would struggle to perceive such subtle concealment.
Who was this Hong Zhen? Did he have ties to the hidden forces?
Shi Hao sighed softly. As a cultivator, one was forever entwined in the rivers and lakes of the world—amidst joy, yet always treading the razor’s edge of life and death.
With the Age of Decay looming and factions departing, why were these people still fixated on him?
“Hong Zhen reveres the Moon Fairy of the Heavenly Dao Sect and seeks an audience,” the white-robed youth repeated.
His companions exuded faint traces of Daoist aura.
From the gates emerged another figure in white, ethereal as an immortal.
“My clan offers to guide the entire Heavenly Dao Sect into the Immortal Domain,” Hong Zhen declared.
“Why have you stationed forces outside our sect?” Qing Yi asked, stepping forth with several elders.
“Rumors speak of a savage human cultivator named Shi Hao. Fearing his rampage, I intend to capture and execute him here,” Hong Zhen replied with a smile.
In the distance, Shi Hao’s eyes darkened. So this was the Hong Family’s doing—unwilling to leave peacefully?
He realized this was likely the Hong Family, whose patriarch had once been subdued by the little pup.
Two months prior, when he captured Wang Da, members of the Hong Family had knelt in terror before the pup.
Now, had they regained their courage, daring to ambush him here?
Shi Hao stood still as a lotus, hovering in the void, watching.
“Leave,” Qing Yi said.
“Young master, please depart. Our sect has already secured passage and will soon migrate,” an elder added.
“Oh? Another Immortal Domain faction has reached an agreement with you? But my purpose here is not solely for the Moon Fairy—I also seek to capture Shi Hao,” Hong Zhen said coolly, his hands clasped behind his back, his expression turning cold.
“Three Supremes—quite the investment. But does Wu Xian also seek to ambush me?”
Shi Hao murmured. Silently, he drew his sword.
Then, in an instant—like a comet striking the earth—he moved.
A single slash tore through the heavens!
A cold light illuminated the Nine Heavens!
“Pfft!”
Sword Qi shattered the cosmos. Before Hong Zhen could react, a blade pierced his brow. Blood spilled as his eyes widened, his body collapsing lifelessly.
Supremes lay in wait, poised to ambush Shi Hao—yet in this moment, none could react.
No one had expected Shi Hao to arrive just then.
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