Refining a true dragon bone into his body, even if it’s still chained… This is utterly insane and astonishing!
The clanking of chains echoed as the iron links shook violently, causing the bronze coffin to tremble fiercely. The movement rippled through the other snow-white dragon bones, making them sway in unison.
Many in Stone Village caught sight of Shi Hao upon his return, overjoyed yet stunned—after all, it had been twenty to thirty years since they last saw him, as he had been secluded in the chaos.
“What is Uncle Hao doing?” some asked with awe.
Shi Hao wasn’t content with just refining one true dragon bone into his body. With a mighty pull, he dragged the other dragon bones toward him. His spine radiated light, shrouded in chaotic mist, creating a terrifying spectacle.
Fortunately, though he was immersed in creating his own techniques and comprehending the Dao, he hadn’t forgotten this was Stone Village. He deliberately restrained his supreme aura, keeping it confined to his body’s surface without letting it spill outward.
Otherwise, the consequences would have been catastrophic!
**Roar!**
At this moment, even others seemed to hear the roar of a true dragon, let alone Shi Hao himself.
Now, with nine dragon bones fused into his spine, his perception shifted entirely. It was as if he had traveled back to countless epochs ago, witnessing endless battles where true dragons dominated the heavens and earth, staining the mortal world with their blood.
One dragon after another soared into the sky. Nine represented the ultimate number, symbolizing transcendence—nine dragons pulling a coffin, piercing through the cosmos!
Nine as the limit, birthing transformation!
When all variables were exhausted, the final leap would unlock infinite possibilities.
**Roar!**
The dragon’s cry reverberated through the river of time. This was the world as Shi Hao perceived it—comprehending the Dao, forging his own techniques—vastly different from what others saw.
He let out a low growl, ripples of law swirling around him, yet never extending beyond three feet from his body. Divine light enveloped him like an impenetrable barrier, shielding him from all techniques.
“This is the Nine Transformations of the True Dragon!” The Crimson Dragon arrived, witnessing the scene with shock. Could this so-called master of his truly extract the ultimate mysteries of the dragon race?
But it overthought. What Shi Hao sought wasn’t a specific technique, but a grand momentum!
He was forging his own path, pursuing the ultimate direction of transformation. The human spine was like a great dragon, connecting the body and the soul—utterly vital.
The circulation of his entire cultivation depended on this great dragon!
From physical transformation to soul transformation, this great dragon served as the bridge.
The dragon’s roars intensified. Eventually, Shi Hao’s body began to glow, particularly along his spine, where nine radiant clusters ignited like ascending steps, leading into his skull.
**Dragon Transformation!**
This was the fourth secret realm Shi Hao had unlocked.
Dragon cries resounded one after another as the nine snow-white dragon bones fell away, leaving only the luminous glow along his spine.
Dragon Transformation—nine celestial steps ascending the spine. As the dragon soared, immortal light bloomed, and chaotic mist dispersed, an utterly terrifying and awe-inspiring sight.
Finally, the Nine Transformations of the Dragon merged into his soul, as if ascending toward immortality!
“Yes, the final secret realm—the dwelling of the soul, akin to the Immortal Platform. Once perfected, when all is connected, the ultimate leap shall make one a true immortal!”
Shi Hao’s mind was illuminated by divine insight. He grasped the final barrier of the last secret realm with perfect clarity.
The head—this was the fifth secret realm he valued most: the **Immortal Platform**.
This was the cradle of the soul, the most crucial domain, housing the body’s spirit. True immortality required a flawless soul, bathed in immortal radiance.
At this stage, Shi Hao stood at the pinnacle of the human path, reaching his strongest state.
The **Sea of Suffering**, the **Dao Palace**, the **Four Extremities**, the **Dragon Transformation**, and the **Immortal Platform**—the five great secret realms had taken shape, pointing the way forward!
He had mastered countless techniques. After becoming a Supreme Being, his vision broadened, allowing him to synthesize various legacies and attempt to forge his own path. Though still in its “rough form,” it was enough to shake the heavens.
**Using the body as the seed**—this was his foundation.
At this stage, his entire being was transparent, with all five secret realms glowing. Yet, he also became acutely aware of his shortcomings.
“Before, I rushed for results, eager to become a Supreme Being as quickly as possible. In the end, I left behind hidden flaws. That breakthrough wasn’t achieved by using the body as the seed—it relied on external forces.”
Shi Hao sighed. Over the years, he had tried to grind away these flaws, tempering himself like true gold in fire. But now, he realized some imperfections remained, impossible to eradicate.
No wonder the master of the forbidden zone had warned him—cultivating too quickly was no blessing. It had disrupted his own path.
Shi Hao absorbed the strengths of a hundred schools, truly breaking free to forge his own techniques. Even if this system was still rudimentary, it was enough to shock the world!
Thunder roared. The heavens split apart as the myriad Daos pressed down—this was divine punishment, a heavenly tribulation, even the blade of the heavens’ will slashing toward him.
**”Boom!”**
Shi Hao abruptly raised his head, his eyes blazing like divine lightning as he stared into the cosmos. With a leap, he tore through the void, plunging into the chaos.
His tribulation would naturally be immense—unimaginably terrifying. Walking his own path and creating unprecedented techniques was destined to provoke an epoch-shaking heavenly punishment, seeking to annihilate him.
**Crack!**
Black lightning intertwined, while bloody slaughter-light dyed the skies beyond.
This represented destruction—and ominous foreboding!
Generally, such a cataclysmic tribulation only descended when a cultivator defied the heavens, accomplishing the inconceivable.
By all logic, those targeted were doomed—ten deaths with no chance of survival.
But for a peerless genius like Shi Hao, who had broken taboos and forged his own path, this was destined to be different. He possessed terrifying resistance.
Shi Hao went berserk, battling fiercely in the chaos, in the uninhabited expanse, drenched in blood as he fought back with madness.
No outsider could fathom the scale of this tribulation—far more terrifying than all the calamities Shi Hao had endured over the years combined.
None knew what was happening to him. Even the Crimson Dragon, Mu Qing, and others who followed could only watch from afar, bewildered.
“Blood energy saturates the air—it’s horrifically gory there!” Zhu Lin said, activating her Heavenly Eye to glimpse a corner of the torn chaos.
“There are shattered bones, marrow splattering… What in the world is he enduring?” The Crimson Dragon was equally stunned.
“Soul-light wrapped in thunder, splitting from his flesh—is he facing annihilation of body and soul?” Mu Qing caught a fleeting glimpse of the truth.
This heavenly tribulation and the backlash of the world lasted far beyond anyone’s expectations—not mere hours or days, but **years**.
This defied all reason, incomprehensible to outsiders!
Mu Qing, the Crimson Dragon, Shi Zhong, and the others were dumbfounded. What kind of situation was this? It was too horrifying, leaving no chance of survival.
They witnessed his marrow drying up, his flesh burning… The scenes were too gruesome.
Creating his own techniques was too heretical, provoking the strongest backlash in history. Shi Hao was enduring the heavens’ execution—the most dreadful trial.
After **nine years**, this calamity of destruction finally ended. The world beyond gradually quieted.
Yet, no one could approach. A flame burned fiercely there, gathering into symbols before condensing into a furnace.
Blood and bones were being refined within.
For an entire year, his shattered body slowly reconstructed itself, as if reborn from the flames. Shi Hao had withstood the most brutal trial this era had ever seen.
He succeeded. He endured. His broken body transformed, his true form re-emerging.
Never before had such devastation been recorded—not even in the ancient bone scriptures. The heavenly tribulation punishing his act of creation was beyond terrifying.
**Nine years of annihilation, one year of rebirth—utterly horrifying!**
Once his body was restored, Shi Hao returned to Stone Village without delay. Before the villagers could swarm him with cheers, he sat down cross-legged once more.
**Crack!**
At that moment, everyone heard something shatter inside him. His entire body glowed as his cultivation violently fluctuated.
His flesh and soul were both cracking apart!
“What’s happening?!”
“Uncle Hao’s cultivation is failing—is he disintegrating? Is the Soul-Severing Curse acting up, destroying his Dao?”
Many cried out in alarm.
Yun Xi, Shi Ziling, and his wife watched anxiously from a distance as Shi Hao sat in meditation.
With a resonant hum, boundless essence erupted from Shi Hao’s body, surging into the heavens.
“Impossible! He’s fallen from the Supreme Being realm?!” Some screamed in disbelief. The entire village panicked, sensing Shi Hao’s aura weakening rapidly.
Mu Qing and the Crimson Dragon saw it clearly—there was no mistake. Shi Hao had dropped to the **Dunyi** realm.
“If there are flaws, then start anew!” Shi Hao murmured softly.
Everyone heard him, and silence fell. They realized Shi Hao was attempting something insane—a monumental undertaking.
He was **shattering his Supreme Being body to begin again!**
Shi Hao departed once more, dragging his fractured body into the distance.
He wandered the mortal world for years, detached from joy or sorrow, witnessing the myriad facets of mortal life. Starting from the Dunyi realm, he rebuilt his cultivation.
Using his newly forged techniques in this era of declining laws, he walked the path of a Supreme Being once more.
Decades passed in a blur. Bit by bit, he accumulated foundations—equivalent to the time he had spent from birth to becoming a Supreme Being in his first life.
This time, he used his body as the seed, relying on no external forces. Purely following his own unique path, he steadily deepened his Dao and elevated his strength.
Moreover, he fearlessly provoked the Soul-Severing Curse, allowing it to erode his cultivation until there was nothing left to sever.
By the time Shi Hao reached his two-hundreds, he had returned to the Supreme Being realm—and the Soul-Severing Curse no longer affected him. It could no longer dissolve his Dao. The curse had been **broken**.
Most terrifying of all, his Dao foundation was now unimaginably solid. Tempered by the Soul-Severing Curse until nothing remained to sever—what kind of indomitable foundation was this?
**Using the body as the seed, Shi Hao had reclaimed the Supreme Being realm!**
Legends claimed that once a Supreme Being’s foundation was ruined, returning to that realm was near impossible—too horrifyingly difficult to achieve.
Yet, Shi Hao had forged his own path. He had broken through common sense, unimpeded by limitations. In the following years, he accumulated enough to reach the **pinnacle of the Supreme Being realm**.
At this moment, all five of Shi Hao’s secret realms shone, his body crystalline and flawless—**perfected**.
**Boom!**
Then, he took half a step further—almost ascending to immortality.
“The **Pinnacle of the Supreme Path!**”
Shi Hao opened his eyes. Between the Supreme Being and the True Immortal realms lay half a step—an insurmountable chasm that had barred countless cultivators.
This was the Supreme Being realm, yet it was also the highest level that ninety-nine percent of Supreme Beings could never reach!
It was as if an extra half-realm had been added!
From then on, Shi Hao truly stood at the **apex of the human path—unrivaled**.
Now, the aura he exuded rivaled that of Meng Tianzheng on the verge of immortality, carrying a presence akin to Wang Changsheng’s.
The hidden flaws were gone. **True perfection had been achieved—the pinnacle of the Supreme Path!**
Shi Hao returned to Stone Village, serene and smiling, embodying the return to simplicity.
“Uncle Hao, you’re finally back! We were so worried.”
“What kind of path have you walked?”
Everyone crowded around him, excited. Some of the younger ones couldn’t help but ask.
“A different path. Once I refine this rough framework into something complete, I’ll demonstrate it for you all!” Shi Hao replied.
Over the next few years, he urged everyone to cultivate diligently. Then, after several more years, he gathered a group of youths.
“Come. It’s time to return to the Upper Realm—and **obliterate all our enemies!**”
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