The Sword Immortal was slain, killed by Shi Hao with a single punch that shattered his primordial spirit into a rain of light, dispersing into the cosmos.
A peerless powerhouse had met his end just like that!
Across the land, all major sects watched intently through special formations, their gazes fixed on the distant stars where this scene unfolded. The heavens and earth fell silent, the moment so still it was suffocating.
Everyone seemed struck by a curse, frozen in place. Those who witnessed the battle beyond the heavens were petrified.
What brilliance was this? Such a feat shook the entire universe, rattling the hearts of every powerhouse. They were stunned, utterly horrified!
Huang—a mere expert of the Mortal Dao—had actually slain an immortal?
The founder of the Sword Valley perished in this battle. A figure who had survived from the previous era, a being of the Immortal Dao, had met his end in this lifetime, destroyed at the hands of a young powerhouse.
That was an ancient monster, hailing from the Immortal Domain with an extraordinary background. He had once fought the Kunpeng and survived by sheer luck, yet today, he had fallen.
Across the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, cultivators of all races were first shocked, then erupted into uproar.
This feat terrified everyone. Every sect trembled in fear—just how strong had Huang become? He could truly slay immortals!
Even if this was a crippled immortal, no longer at his peak, lacking his former sharpness, devoid of vigorous vitality and combat power—who among the Mortal Dao could possibly kill him?
Huang had done it!
The world was shaken. Every race buzzed with heated discussions, the clamor unending.
In the Nine Heavens region, Mu Qing, the Red Dragon, the Heavenly Horned Ant, and others were profoundly shaken, overjoyed. Their earlier worries vanished as they shouted in exhilaration.
The warriors of Stone Village cheered and laughed, some nearly shedding tears in their excitement. Shi Hao’s strength filled them with boundless joy.
Across the races, opinions varied—some rejoiced, some worried, some feared, some lamented…
Different clans, different emotions.
But all knew one thing: in this era, Huang could now roam unhindered. His power surpassed imagination—he could slay immortals!
If he were to become an immortal, how terrifying would he be?
Even in this apocalyptic age, who could say for certain that he wouldn’t break through? After witnessing one miracle after another, people realized that Huang was always the one to defy expectations.
Back then, when crippled immortals had ruined him, he had lain dormant for decades before reemerging. That alone proved his extraordinariness. And in the years that followed, event after event only reinforced his uniqueness.
“Too terrifying! Even an immortal has fallen. Huang has truly transcended mortality. The realm he treads is beyond our comprehension.”
“Such a powerful individual, standing at the pinnacle of the extreme path—truly invincible under the heavens! It’s a pity he hasn’t entered the Immortal Domain, or he might have grown even stronger!”
“I believe that even if he doesn’t enter the Immortal Domain, cultivating in this world, he will still create miracles. One day, he’ll shock even the denizens of the Immortal Domain!”
The discussions raged, many eyes burning with fervor.
Shi Hao sat cross-legged in the starry void, drawing in the essence of the sun and moon, the radiance of all celestial bodies. Even those far away trembled with his every breath.
The sight was terrifying!
With each inhalation, the essence of the heavens surged like silver waves, converging upon him. Much of it flowed into his mouth and nose, while the rest seeped in through his pores.
Now, he was wrapped in silver radiance, sacred and flawless, like a cocoon awaiting its moment of transformation.
After an unknown length of time, Shi Hao opened his eyes. Two streaks of cold lightning flashed through the cosmos. His injuries were fully healed, his body restored.
The Primordial Qi swirled above his head before being drawn into his sea of energy.
With a wave of his hand, the scattered immortal blood in the cold void gathered and flowed into a jade vial in his grasp. Though this so-called immortal blood was far from its former glory, its essence mostly depleted, it was still a potent tonic.
He could gift it to Mu Qing, the Red Dragon, and others—it would greatly benefit the eight hundred warriors of Stone Village, provided he purified it of its killing intent and harmful substances.
Another gesture, and the shattered immortal sword fell into his hand. Combined with the broken sword from Jin Tai Jun, he now possessed two severely damaged immortal artifacts.
Of course, these weapons were far too ruined to compare with relics like the Ten Realms Diagram or the Universe Pouch from ages past.
Shi Hao descended to the earth, where the eight hundred warriors of Stone Village immediately surrounded him, cheering in jubilation.
At the same time, representatives from other sects approached, bowing deeply with reverence. Many trembled, cautious and fearful.
In a single day, Shi Hao had slain five supreme experts, then a crippled immortal. Such terrifying power was enough to awe the world!
“Brother, I’ve heard there are four crippled immortals in this world. Though you’ve killed one today, three remain unaccounted for!” Zhu Lin whispered worriedly.
Mu Qing and the others also wore grave expressions, puzzled as to why the remaining three hadn’t appeared. Had they joined forces against Shi Hao, the consequences would have been unthinkable.
Shi Hao shook his head, assuring them not to worry. Crippled as they were, these so-called immortals were no longer a threat.
“Are you certain?” Even the Heavenly Horned Ant was skeptical.
“They wouldn’t dare face me now. They can’t kill me—even together, I could break free and bide my time. Every time they emerge, their vitality wanes. Prolonged exposure would drain them dry.”
He was confident that even if surrounded by crippled immortals, he could survive and eventually turn the tables. He had seen through their weakness—they were too decayed to pose a real threat to him.
This battle had resolved all lingering troubles.
Shi Hao had entered the Nine Heavens to eliminate Jin Tai Jun and Feng Zu. Fate had brought them together, allowing him to achieve his goal in a single battle.
Even the stragglers, like the Netherworld cultivators, had perished.
He hadn’t needed to hunt them down separately—they had gathered of their own accord, seeking to destroy him, only to meet this fate.
“All hail the Supreme!”
As Shi Hao moved past the warriors of Stone Village, sect leaders emerged along his path, bowing deeply in reverence.
Wherever he walked, a golden road unfurled beneath his feet. Countless sects welcomed him with utmost respect.
He spoke no words, leaving it to Mu Qing, the Red Dragon, and the others to decide whether to pursue remaining enemies.
The Nine Heavens were anything but tranquil.
Shi Hao sighed softly as he walked forward alone. Though many followed, none dared approach too closely.
He knew that while he now stood unrivaled under the heavens, a certain loneliness had settled upon him. All clans feared him, treating him with cautious deference.
Fortunately, the Heavenly Horned Ant remained by his side, unafraid to act familiarly.
The eight hundred warriors eventually set out to hunt down those who had colluded with the dark creatures, determined to eradicate them where necessary.
The mountains and rivers of the Nine Heavens remained unchanged, but the people were different. Many familiar faces were gone, and the world seemed quieter than before.
Unconsciously, Shi Hao arrived at the Celestial Deity Academy, now devoid of disciples.
Memories flooded his mind—names like Lü Tuo, Princess Yue, Xuan Kun, the Banished Immortal, Wang Xi, and other top geniuses. Where were they now?
Some had fallen in battle long ago; others had entered the Immortal Domain. Time had changed everything.
Next, he visited the Immortal Academy and the Sacred Academy. Figures like Yi Yi, Da Xu Tuo, Qi Gu Dao Ren, Lan Xian, the Little Heavenly King, and the Nine Nether Hound—some had perished, others had left this world.
The supreme experts of these academies had long vanished, though fortunately, they had survived, entering the Immortal Domain where reunion was unlikely.
“Kill!”
Shi Hao struck, charging into the territories now occupied by dark creatures, slaughtering his way through.
As many had predicted, Huang had finally turned his blade upon the dark beings!
Across the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, over half the land had been tainted by darkness. Though the tide had receded, many powerful dark creatures still lurked.
“I knew it! Huang wouldn’t disappoint. He’s truly taking action!” Some wept with excitement.
In this era, the emergence of such a supreme expert was a blessing for the world. He dared raise his blade against the mighty dark creatures!
“What of Jin Tai Jun? What of Feng Zu? What of the crippled immortals? They never acted. But Huang does! The reckoning begins!” some roared.
Behind him, many sects dispatched forces to follow, joining the slaughter.
Naturally, the eight hundred warriors of Stone Village led the charge, unstoppable in their advance.
Shi Hao sought out the dark supreme experts, slaying them one by one. With his divine senses, none could escape. He swept through like a tempest.
Even after years of the dark tide’s retreat, he still managed to kill four supreme experts!
Including the Dark Roc and the Heavenly Wolf slain earlier, that meant six dark supreme experts had remained in this world.
For three years, Shi Hao swept across the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. Despite the vastness of the land, he left no stone unturned, exterminating the darkness from one end to the other.
At the very least, he could find no more dark supreme experts now.
The sects participated eagerly. With such a powerhouse leading the charge, they spared no effort in assisting, cutting down dark cultivators.
Yet, the tainted lands were vast, and all life within had been corrupted. Some were barely stronger than mortals, while others were indistinguishable from ordinary people.
To these beings, in their memories and perceptions, Shi Hao and his followers were the true demons.
“I can’t bring myself to do it.”
Shi Hao could slay supreme experts, and the eight hundred warriors could cut down other foes, but they hesitated before the weaker dark creatures.
After the dark tide’s retreat, these feeble beings, in appearance, were no different from the inhabitants of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
Over time, their minds had awakened, their intelligence gradually returning. They were like ordinary people now, save for their ingrained beliefs.
The cultivators of various sects also hesitated, unable to raise their blades. If they slaughtered them all, the blood would drown the world.
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