Shi Hao took a single step forward, dispersing the chaotic energy around him. In an instant, he traversed from the deepest reaches of the cosmos back to the Heavenly Court. Stars trembled, the Milky Way quaked—his presence was awe-inspiring.
“Master!” The Crimson Dragon rushed to greet him.
The Three Ghostly Immortals, two heroic spirits, and the Seven-Colored Immortal Gold Man also returned from beyond the domain, their hearts filled with indescribable shock.
A hundred years of tribulation—what kind of spectacle was this? Never before had such a thing occurred!
“The Creator of Laws, bearing the grand fortune of heaven and earth, is destined to shine brilliantly. His future achievements are boundless!”
Almost immediately, beings from the Forbidden Zones arrived to offer congratulations, presenting heavy gifts—divine herbs stored in medicine baskets, along with various sacred elixirs.
This was unprecedented. The Forbidden Zones had actually sent envoys to offer formal congratulations.
That day, Shi Hao declined all visitors, summoning Mu Qing, the Heavenly Horned Ant, the Crimson Dragon, and others into the central grand palace. There, he formally imparted his teachings. With a single finger, immortal runes manifested, etching themselves into their hearts—an indelible memory for eternity.
“Master, we’ve either cultivated the Path of the Present or the Ancient Immortal Path. We’re already familiar with them. Is it appropriate to change our path now?” the Crimson Dragon asked.
The Thunder Spirit also hesitated slightly. What would happen if they walked a different path?
“The system I’ve imparted—remember it well. You may refer to it. If it doesn’t suit you, pass it on to future generations!” Shi Hao said.
“I’ll learn it!” Mu Qing declared.
He had absolute confidence in this system, trusting in Shi Hao’s transcendent capabilities.
Not long ago, when Shi Hao roared out the Five Great Secret Realms, the celestial phenomena were terrifying. When the words “Immortal Platform” finally settled, the heads of all living beings across the myriad races glowed as if implanted with seeds of the Dao.
How could such a legacy be ordinary? It was undoubtedly a path of defiance against the heavens!
“I’ll learn it too!” The Crimson Dragon no longer hesitated, making his decision.
Shi Hao said nothing more. After imparting his teachings, he prepared to enter the Foreign Realm to fulfill some long-held wishes. He couldn’t bear the thought of Huo Ling’er trapped in darkness—he would bring her back.
At the same time, there was Elder Meng Tianzheng. If he was also in the Foreign Realm, Shi Hao would rescue him without fail!
However, the path through the desolate borderlands was not an option. If he charged in recklessly, it would be tantamount to announcing his arrival to the Foreign Realm, making his rescue mission far too obvious.
Instead, he planned to seek passage through the borders of the Great Scarlet Heaven.
“Are you determined to go?” The Lord of the Forbidden Zone arrived, sighing softly with deep concern.
Shi Hao’s creation of a new law was a monumental event—even at the edge of the cosmos, its influence was palpable. The heavens themselves manifested divine radiance in his honor, making it impossible to conceal.
“I don’t want anything to happen to you. I hope you return safely!” the Lord of the Forbidden Zone said.
Shi Hao nodded, assuring him that no matter what, he would not perish in the Foreign Realm. He intended to preserve his life for greater purposes.
Even he could sense it—after creating and refining his laws, his path of the Great Dao had broadened, stretching endlessly before him, radiant and unobstructed.
“Go secretly through the Yu Yu Heaven!” Ultimately, the Lord of the Forbidden Zone guided him to an ancient path—one sealed away for countless epochs, known only to ancient beings like himself.
Shi Hao bowed deeply. What more could he say?
Before departing, he gathered Mu Qing and the others, secretly informing them of his journey to the Foreign Realm and urging caution in his absence.
He then expounded upon his laws once more, refining his teachings with even greater detail. This path must not be broken—he wished for his system to endure.
To avoid alerting the enemy, he publicly announced his seclusion.
In truth, his first destination was the Ridge of Fallen Immortals. Standing once more before its towering peaks, he sent a message, requesting entry to study the Indestructible Scripture.
This time, the Ridge’s response was different.
After a long silence, someone emerged, inviting Shi Hao inside.
Several Forbidden Zones had already sent envoys to congratulate him, astonished by his creation of a new cultivation system. Now, upon his return to the Ridge of Fallen Immortals, he was met with deference—no obstruction, no mockery.
“The scripture is inscribed upon that stone wall. You may study it at your leisure.”
The inhabitants of the Ridge were indifferent, permitting Shi Hao to observe but offering no warmth. They privately questioned their lord’s excessive regard for this upstart youth.
Shi Hao clasped his hands in acknowledgment, refraining from arrogance. He had resolved to accept whatever opportunity was given—if denied, he would not force the issue.
“The Indestructible Scripture… truly peerless!”
Shi Hao closed his eyes for a long time. When they reopened, a beam of light tore through the heavens—a testament to the scripture’s supreme power.
It tempered the flesh, honed the bones, rendering the body indestructible, eternal!
Legends claimed that even if one perished, their body would remain unblemished, enduring for millions of years—eventually reforming their primordial spirit.
This was beyond sinister!
How could a body, bereft of its spirit, give rise to a true self once more?
Not a new spirit, but the original self!
For ten days, Shi Hao stood in contemplation, merging the Indestructible Scripture with his own laws, gaining profound insights.
Then, he vanished.
Most assumed he had entered seclusion.
In truth, he had journeyed to the Yu Yu Heaven—one of the Nine Heavens, like the Great Scarlet Heaven and the Boundless Heaven.
Amidst ruins strewn with countless bones—some still exuding immortal mist—he uncovered the remnants of a brutal ancient battle.
Deep within the ruins, he discovered an array. Unsealing it, he stepped through a black fissure into the unknown.
Two months later, Shi Hao emerged in the Foreign Realm—bloodied, exhausted, but alive.
Returning to this land filled him with endless emotion. Once, he had been betrayed by Jin Tai Jun, cast into this realm as a discarded pawn, humiliated and nearly slain.
Now, he had come of his own volition—to kill.
“Where is this?” Shi Hao mused, surveying his surroundings.
The land was lush, mountains towering, suffused with immortal energy akin to that of the Immortal Domain.
A peculiar fragrance lingered—divine herbs, perhaps even immortal medicines.
Where had he arrived?
Ahead lay a guarded formation, but Shi Hao, now a grandmaster of arrays, easily bypassed it.
Within the mountains, a sacred volcano rose, surrounded by glowing spiritual herbs.
At its heart, within the molten lava, grew a single stalk of grass—straight, unyielding, radiant as the sun.
“True Resurrection Grass?” Shi Hao was stunned.
It blazed like a golden sun, its brilliance unmatched. Though not an immortal medicine, its power surpassed one—capable of snatching lives back from the cycle of reincarnation.
After careful study, Shi Hao approached, sealing the sentient grass before extracting it and storing it away.
This alone made his journey worthwhile.
Exiting the formation, he noticed a cave ahead, exuding immortal energy. A figure sat in meditation.
“You—how did you emerge from within? Who are you? How dare you trespass upon the Pure Land where the Red King cultivates his great medicine!”
The figure—an immortal being—raged. His duty was to guard this sacred place, specifically the Resurrection Grass.
“The Red King?” Shi Hao’s eyes narrowed.
Legends spoke of the Red King using his furnace to refine an Immortal King of the Nine Heavens, though he himself was left grievously wounded, secluded for an entire epoch.
“If the Red King is truly crippled, this grass will not remain for him,” Shi Hao mused coldly.
“Boom!”
They clashed instantly. The immortal being’s arm exploded into mist. Before he could react, Shi Hao seized him, crushing his form effortlessly.
“Where is this?” Shi Hao demanded, though he already knew the answer.
As he probed the being’s mind, the immortal self-destructed, but not before Shi Hao gleaned fragments of truth.
This was the ancestral land of the Red King’s lineage. The Red King himself lingered between life and death, awaiting resurrection.
“The Red King’s lair…”
Shi Hao’s gaze turned icy. The Red King had once refined an Immortal King, extracting his essence. Now, Shi Hao stood at his doorstep.
Stealthily, he advanced, intent on one goal—
“If you linger half-dead, I’ll grant you true death.”
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