From the immortal domain, prodigies of unparalleled talent fell one after another, not a single one survived—all were obliterated by Shi Hao alone, with even true immortals perishing alongside them.
This scene seemed to freeze in time, an indelible image forever etched into history!
The various clans were shaken, unable to articulate their emotions. How could a powerhouse from the mortal realm be so overwhelmingly strong? It far surpassed their comprehension.
A single battle shook the world. The geniuses who descended from the immortal domain were like clay chickens and straw dogs before Shi Hao—slaughtered to the last, leaving none alive.
Even with true immortals guarding them, with the strongest of their clans ensuring their safety, nothing could save their lives. Gods who stood in his way were slain; Buddhas who blocked him were destroyed!
Several true immortals from immortal king families perished, wielding supreme treasures, yet none could stop that young man who moved like an unstoppable demon king. He crushed his way forward, reducing the elites of every clan to clouds of blood mist.
By Shi Hao’s side floated a sword embryo, shimmering with immortal light, and a bronze hall beneath his feet—his weapons of war.
At this moment, even within the forbidden zones of life, silence reigned. Shi Hao’s performance had exceeded all expectations. This was the very definition of overwhelming force.
What did it matter if they came from the immortal domain?
What did it matter if they were the direct descendants of immortal king families?
They were all swept aside by a single young man from the lower realm!
Like autumn wind scattering fallen leaves, his passage left nothing but desolation in its wake. The geniuses nurtured by the immortal king families were not even enough for him to kill!
Moreover, Shi Hao had even granted them the Heavenly Heart Imprints, relinquishing them himself, allowing them to fuse with the world’s essence and resonate with the myriad laws of this realm.
Yet, in the end, even with the Heavenly Heart Imprints, they were no match for him—brutally suppressed and slain by Shi Hao!
It was as if an emperor of heaven had descended, sweeping away all demons and fiends, unstoppable, annihilating every foe in his path!
This dominance was beyond resistance, as if he existed on an entirely different level, wielding an aura of true invincibility.
“Gifting the Heavenly Heart Imprints to the geniuses of the immortal domain, only to then obliterate them—Shi Hao is openly mocking the immortal domain!”
Finally, someone spoke, their voice low.
“Shi Hao has the heart of a conqueror. To dare such an act, he must possess unshakable confidence, looking down upon the prodigies of the immortal domain with sheer arrogance.”
This battle needed no elaboration—it was a display of supreme might that shook the heavens. For one man to stand alone against the elites of the immortal domain and emerge victorious—what was there left that he wouldn’t dare?
“Shi Hao, by doing this, you have made an enemy of all the sects of the immortal domain!”
A true immortal from the Ao Sheng Immortal King’s family, disheveled and drenched in blood, his body riddled with horrific wounds, barely held together.
He had been on the outskirts of the battle, far enough to survive, only to witness the sky rain blood and limbs scatter—leaving him utterly stunned.
What protection of clan geniuses? What seizure of the Heavenly Heart Imprints? The heirs of every clan had been slaughtered, chilling him to the bone.
Shi Hao turned his cold gaze upon him, then—*boom*—a massive hand descended, *smack*—shattering the already grievously wounded immortal into pieces, painting the sky crimson.
The crowd trembled in awe!
Shi Hao showed no mercy, striking down even those from immortal king families without hesitation.
“You—” The remaining true immortals of other clans shuddered, involuntarily retreating. This battle had been too brutal—even their participation had ended in utter defeat.
They now understood—how could their clan’s geniuses compare to Shi Hao? The gap was insurmountable! Even they had lost; those so-called geniuses vying for the Heavenly Heart Imprints were unworthy.
“With such slaughter, do you not fear the karma you sow, inviting calamity in the future?” A dying true immortal raged, his origin shattered, his soul on the verge of annihilation, only a broken body remaining.
Thus, he feared nothing, not even death.
“Shi Hao, for this, you are destined for hell!” he roared.
Shi Hao’s cold gaze met his. Did he have a choice? These people had come to oppress him, stealing his Heavenly Heart Imprints, abducting his wife and child, forcing him to submit.
Would enduring their humiliation have spared him? No—he would have still been trampled upon, his life forfeit.
*Boom!*
Shi Hao raised his hand and struck, a single palm blotting out the sky, reducing the true immortal to bloody pulp.
This was Shi Hao’s answer—unyielding dominance!
At this moment, the world fell silent. No one dared speak another word.
Shi Hao surveyed them, then slowly turned, his voice slightly hoarse. “So what if I killed them? Let all karma entangle me.”
His eyes blazed with terrifying light, sweeping over the elites of every clan, making hearts tremble. None dared meet his gaze.
To all present, Shi Hao was now a peerless demon king—defiance meant certain doom.
The remaining immortals from the immortal domain lowered their heads, unable to face him.
The crowd was stunned, utterly shocked.
Even the beings within the forbidden zones sighed softly. This was the aura of an invincible sovereign—Shi Hao now commanded such majesty that all enemies trembled before him.
“Thinking of fleeing?”
Shi Hao turned his gaze toward a distant figure—a survivor from the Tai Shi Immortal King’s family, attempting to escape.
Others had survived by not engaging, but Shi Hao would never spare anyone from Tai Shi’s clan—they had dared to take his wife and child hostage.
“Die!”
Shi Hao transformed into a divine streak, charging forth. Clouds parted, divine light surged, and an overwhelming aura filled the heavens.
The outcome was inevitable.
Soon, a burst of blood erupted—the clan’s last true immortal perished in agony.
In the distance, an immortal gate manifested. The remaining survivors fled back to the immortal domain without a word, their experience a nightmare they would never forget.
No matter how many years passed, this horror would remain vivid, impossible to erase.
“Such audacity!”
A cold voice echoed from beyond the immortal gate, shaking all clans, ruthless as if intending to annihilate all life.
“Killed is killed. What can you do? If you dare intervene shamelessly, the day I return, I will slaughter your entire clan!”
At that moment, a crystalline willow branch appeared beside Shi Hao, uttering these words.
This was the branch Shi Hao had retrieved from the thunderous abyss beyond the shore of the Boundary Sea.
Shi Hao knew it was the master of the forbidden zone controlling the branch, but it was enough—just the implication that the Willow Deity still lived would make the immortal domain’s supreme beings hesitate.
“Survive your return from the Boundary Sea first!”
The voice from the immortal gate was icy and domineering, yet no action was taken.
As long as the Willow Deity lived, all would fear its wrath. Should it return in full might, it would not hesitate to exterminate entire bloodlines.
Everyone had their limits.
In truth, even immortal kings found it difficult to cross realms now—the cost was too great.
The world rejected outsiders, even those from the closely linked immortal domain. The strength of an immortal king was unimaginable, and the current Nine Heavens and Ten Earths repelled such supreme beings the most.
With the Great Reckoning approaching, none dared expend their strength recklessly—all sought to remain at their peak, lest the slightest misstep lead to their demise.
Several immortal artifacts were retrieved through the immortal gate.
The world quieted. Shi Hao stood alone, refining immortal blood into potent elixirs.
The clans gradually withdrew—the killing intent here was too oppressive.
The beings of the forbidden zones remained silent. Some had considered vying for the Heavenly Heart Imprints, but in the end, they abandoned the thought.
Shi Hao was too formidable. Witnessing his might, none dared challenge him.
The Heavenly Court erupted in celebration—this battle was a resounding victory!
This campaign had cemented the Heavenly Court’s prestige. Shi Hao alone had crushed all foes, his achievements unparalleled.
Even centuries later, those who witnessed this battle would never forget it—etched deeply into their memories.
A “mortal” from the lower realm, daring to slay true immortals of the immortal domain—what manner of dominance and grandeur was this?
After the celebrations, however, Tianjiao Ant, Mu Qing, and the others wore bitter expressions. Shi Hao had publicly torn the Heavenly Heart Imprints—how were they to proceed now?
“I wanted to test whether the world would still suppress you if the Heavenly Heart Imprints were destroyed,” Shi Hao explained.
Clearly, the suppression remained.
The Heavenly Heart Imprints could reform, re-emerging anew.
“More importantly, I wished to see if, during this special period, infusing the imprints into their bodies would trigger an eruption.”
Shi Hao had witnessed the terrifying spectacle during his refinement—it had nearly annihilated all life.
Ordinary beings could not endure it!
He feared recklessly allowing Tianjiao Ant and the others to fuse with the imprints might bring disaster. Thus, he had the outsiders test it first.
Now, Shi Hao’s hands glowed—seven Heavenly Heart Imprints manifested, flickering before merging back into one, flawless once more.
The seven slain foes had released the imprints, which Shi Hao reclaimed.
Time flowed swiftly. Over the next two millennia, Tianjiao Ant, Mu Qing, Red Dragon, Emperor Butterfly, God-Slaying Stone, Thunder Spirit, and others strove to break through.
Two thousand years passed—they were now over nine thousand years old.
Some succeeded, like Tianjiao Ant, Red Dragon, and Mu Qing.
Others fell just short.
For those who failed now, age was catching up. Even as Supreme beings, their lifespans were finite—ten thousand years at most, with nine thousand often marking the limit.
After all, they had only reached the Supreme realm, not the pinnacle of the Dao.
At this time, Shi Hao used immortal blood elixirs to extend the lives of Zhu Lin and Shi Zhong for another lifetime!
Nine thousand years—an immense span. The Heavenly Court had seen generations of veterans come and go, while mortals had cycled through countless eras.
Shi Hao sighed softly. In this great era, even those who achieved the Dao would fade without immortal blood elixirs to prolong their lives.
He turned to the Golden Lion, who had survived this long thanks to a rare treasure consumed in the foreign realm. Yet now, its golden mane was nearly gone, its body aged.
“Shall I extend your life?” Shi Hao asked.
This era was vibrant, with heroes rising from every clan, yet Shi Hao felt an eerie solitude.
Those of his generation were nearly all gone.
Who could claim immortality? Even those who achieved the Dao, after nearly ten thousand years, approached their twilight.
“No!” The Golden Lion stubbornly shook its head. It sat beneath the setting sun, gazing toward the distant borderlands—the land of its birth.
A flourishing era, an era’s end.
Shi Hao knew this tranquility was fragile. The Boundary Sea’s denizens had already begun their bloody march ashore.
The storm was coming.
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