**Boom!**
Shi Hao’s five great secret realms resonated in unison as he unleashed his full power, executing a technique unprecedented in this era—a path he had forged himself, one that perfectly suited his own being.
**”Ah!”**
With a mighty roar, Shi Hao wielded a sword in one hand and clenched a fist seal in the other, striking forward with devastating force.
At this moment, visions of divine beings manifested around him—a True Phoenix, a Kun Peng, a Thunder Emperor, a Chaos Demon Ape, and more!
The resonance of his five secret realms did not merely amplify his own strength—it summoned the power of these celestial apparitions!
These were not mere illusions but seemed akin to the true forms of those immortal beings, their might overwhelming.
Though he did not actively invoke any treasure spells, they materialized naturally as visions.
Moreover, other phenomena—unheard of, unseen before—also emerged.
For instance, his abdomen, the location of his Wheel-Sea, surged with golden light as a vast ocean churned. Above his head, primordial chaos roiled, revealing countless mysterious stars as if enacting the birth of a universe. Yet these were not celestial bodies from the cosmos—they were visions conjured by his technique.
**Boom!**
Many of these visions possessed tangible offensive power, not mere specters. Together, they resonated and pressed forward, crushing all in their path.
**Pfft!**
The Crippled Immortal coughed blood. After being engulfed by these visions, he staggered, wounded.
Undoubtedly, this was disastrous for him. His body was already withered—how could he endure such a brutal clash, such immense expenditure of energy?
**”Crippled Immortal, your life is forfeit!”** Shi Hao bellowed.
Around him, thousands of azure Dao Lotuses sprouted, their roots embedded in the void, swaying as they resonated with the Great Dao, shaking the world—this too was a vision!
Nearby, countless figures sat in meditation—some were members of the Ten Fierce, others were Immortal Kings—chanting scriptures, their forms indistinct yet terrifying. This was yet another vision!
Above, infinite stars condensed above Shi Hao’s head, unraveling the mysteries of creation—still another vision!
……
Countless visions manifested!
Shi Hao’s path, his technique, had matured to perfection. Now, when unleashed, it shattered heaven and earth, slaying gods and demons alike!
**Pfft!**
The Crippled Immortal was struck repeatedly by these visions, his body sent flying as he vomited blood midair.
**Boom!**
But it wasn’t just the visions that were formidable—Shi Hao followed up with a punch, smashing into the Crippled Immortal’s body and sending him hurtling once more, his form rapidly cracking apart.
Old wounds flared, new injuries formed.
In the past, the Kun Peng’s wings had struck him, nearly tearing him apart, leaving his body riddled with fissures. Even after all these years, the lingering laws prevented him from fully healing.
**Boom!**
Another punch sent the Crippled Immortal flying again, his old wounds splitting open, fresh blood spilling. He was on the verge of disintegration.
**Pfft!**
Most terrifying of all, the Great Luo Sword Embryo streaked across the sky, piercing through him and shredding much of his remaining vitality.
**”Ah…!”** The Crippled Immortal screamed, his fury erupting, but there was nothing he could do. His injuries from long ago were too severe, his body exhausted. He no longer had the strength to fight.
Even escape was impossible!
**Pfft!**
Shi Hao withdrew the sword, then swung it again. The Great Luo Immortal Sword gleamed with a cold light that illuminated the heavens before—**splat!**—it severed the Crippled Immortal’s head.
A torrent of blood erupted, staining the shattered star system crimson.
**”No wonder you lacked the bearing of an Immortal—your blood is dull and lifeless. What kind of true Immortal are you?”** Shi Hao sneered.
Indeed, the Crippled Immortal was in dire straits. His Immortal essence had long been depleted to sustain his life, leaving him at death’s door.
Ever since his battle with the Kun Peng, he had hidden, unwilling to appear, for he had no vitality left to squander. Today, he had broken that rule to kill Shi Hao.
Yet in the end, he had only sealed his own doom.
The Sword Immortal refused to accept his fate. As his head fell, he mustered his last strength, his skull glowing as if burning, his primordial spirit fleeing in desperation.
**”Do you really think you can escape?”** Shi Hao roared.
At this point, there was no way he would let the Crippled Immortal slip away. He would eradicate this threat once and for all.
Around him, visions surged—faint figures seated in meditation, chanting scriptures, their massive hands reaching out to seize the fleeing spirit.
Above, the churning chaos and stars trembled, showering down countless rays of starlight that solidified space, sealing off the broken cosmos.
The Crippled Immortal panicked. Was he truly going to die at the hands of this youth?
He sighed bitterly. If so, it was a pathetic end—a disgrace, for his opponent had not even ascended to Immortality yet.
**”I resent this… I cannot wield my peak strength. This is not the power of a true Immortal. To die like this… is shameful!”** he growled, his heart brimming with resentment.
**Swoosh!**
A divine streak cut through the fractured void—his primordial spirit, forcing its way out before merging with a broken sword in the distance.
He was a Sword Immortal, once peerless. Now, cornered like a beast, he refused to die alone. He would drag Shi Hao down with him.
Knowing escape was impossible, he fused his spirit with the sword the moment he broke free, turning it around to slash at Shi Hao.
The sword light was terrifying, like a final burst of brilliance before death.
**Swoosh!**
Shi Hao raised a hand, one finger crimson as blood, radiating scarlet radiance—sharper than any Immortal sword’s edge.
**”What is this?!”** the Crippled Immortal shrieked. Even merged with his sword, he sensed imminent danger.
This was the essence of the Immortal-Slaying Guillotine’s light—a wisp Shi Hao had refined into his finger during his tribulation. Now, he unleashed it without restraint.
**Clang!**
A scarlet streak shot forth, striking the broken sword and making it wail before plummeting.
At the same time, a dim primordial spirit emerged, riddled with old wounds, on the verge of shattering.
At this stage, the spirit was doomed to annihilation.
**”I refuse to end like this!”** the Crippled Immortal howled.
He transformed into a streak of light, lunging at Shi Hao as a mere spirit. Along the way, he was shredded by countless visions, his form growing ever dimmer, his wounds multiplying until he was on the brink of explosion.
Yet he still reached Shi Hao, intent on killing him.
**Boom!**
Within Shi Hao’s chest sat three strands of energy—Immortal Qi, which had once floated above his head. Now, they took form, each containing a miniature figure seated in meditation.
The three strands surged upward, shaking heaven and earth as they reappeared above Shi Hao’s head. The figures within the left and middle strands opened their eyes!
**”Die!”**
The Crippled Immortal screamed, diving forward to annihilate Shi Hao’s spirit and destroy these miniature beings.
The middle figure stood, blocking his path.
**Bang!**
A violent collision ensued. The Sword Immortal’s spirit, already crumbling, shattered further. Stunned, he stared in disbelief. **”How…?!”**
He had once been a true Immortal. Even diminished, his spirit’s power was immense. Yet in this desperate, suicidal strike, he had been repelled.
The miniature figure bore a shackle, now broken, transforming into a thick strand of Immortal Qi that coiled above Shi Hao’s head.
This was the Primordial Qi!
In truth, Shi Hao had once cultivated four strands of Immortal Qi. The first—the Primordial Qi—had dissipated, impossible to retain. Yet later, he had somehow reforged it.
This defiance of heaven’s will had drawn divine retribution, shackling the second miniature figure.
Now, struck by the Crippled Immortal, the second figure broke free, the Primordial Qi released, no longer sealing it.
At this moment, Shi Hao felt clarity and power like never before—an invincible confidence surged within him.
The second figure represented peerless might in the present era. Now unshackled, Shi Hao’s body and spirit reached unprecedented heights.
**Boom!**
Indeed, Shi Hao’s flesh, spirit, and the miniature figure atop the Dao Flower formed by his Immortal Qi all resonated as one, striking forward in unison.
**Bang!**
The Sword Immortal’s spirit exploded. Already on the verge of collapse, it could endure no more, scattering into motes of light.
Thus perished a once-mighty Sword Immortal!
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