Tuo Mu, a quasi-Immortal King, was slain without any celestial omens like the heavens weeping, for this world absorbed it all. Over the years, the fallen immortals and True Immortals in this realm met the same fate.
The shattered world was recovering, rebounding against all living beings. Whenever a powerful figure perished, their vast essence would be siphoned by heaven and earth, their divine abilities and laws merging into the Great Dao.
The others panicked. Moments ago, they had been brimming with confidence. Some followers, though not True Immortals, had arrogantly looked down upon the Heavenly Court’s elites. But now, it was clear things were not as they had imagined.
The quasi-Immortal King they revered had been slain just like that—what were they to do?
In an instant, their faces turned pale, hearts filled with dread. This was nothing like what they had anticipated.
In their eyes, a quasi-Immortal King descending to the lower realm would subdue all enemies—whether it was Shi Hao or the Heavenly Court, they would be nothing but clay chickens and straw dogs, easily crushed.
The followers had come to share in the spoils. No matter how barren the lower realm was, there had to be some rare treasures. With the quasi-Immortal King’s arrival, the Heavenly Court was destined to be suppressed, and they could plunder its vaults for immense benefits.
Alas, nothing went as they had imagined!
Even the few True Immortals among them wore grim expressions, their hearts pounding with regret. They shouldn’t have meddled in this affair—why had they coveted the treasures of the lower realm?
“Shi Hao, you are being too domineering. Matters could have been discussed. Why must you slaughter our kind?” one True Immortal forced himself to speak.
He had no choice—Shi Hao’s gaze was already fixed upon them, exuding strands of killing intent.
“You came to suppress me, to pass judgment, to annihilate my Heavenly Court. Did you expect me to kneel and accept your decree?” Shi Hao asked coldly.
“Shi Hao, this matter can still be negotiated. We had no choice—you must understand, the will of heaven cannot be defied!” A True Immortal’s eyes flickered with golden light, trying to placate Shi Hao.
“The will of heaven? Whose will?” Shi Hao questioned.
“Immortal Kings Ao Sheng, Tai Shi, and Yuan Chu!” A relatively young True Immortal spoke up.
He had only recently ascended to True Immortality and carried an innate arrogance. Seeing Shi Hao’s defiance, he found it intolerable and invoked the three Immortal Kings to suppress him.
The other two True Immortals paled, realizing the grave mistake.
Long ago, the denizens of the Immortal Realm had learned of Shi Hao’s unyielding nature. The direct descendants of Ao Sheng and Tai Shi had been slain by him without hesitation when they dared contest the Heart of Heaven’s imprint.
Now, invoking the Immortal Kings to pressure him? Given his temperament, it would only escalate the danger for everyone present.
“Ao Sheng, Tai Shi, Yuan Chu? Hmph. Immortal Kings dare call themselves the will of heaven? By what right do they pass judgment upon me?” Shi Hao’s expression darkened.
The young True Immortal’s face stiffened. He had secluded himself for tens of thousands of years to attain his current status. Though unfamiliar with Shi Hao, he now recognized the man’s unyielding resolve.
*Ahem.* “Immortal Kings Ao Sheng, Tai Shi, and Yuan Chu did not necessarily decree your judgment. They merely wished to question you. Since you refuse, we shall take our leave,” an elder True Immortal interjected, eager to escape.
“Three old scoundrels!” Shi Hao spat coldly.
His hatred for Ao Sheng and Tai Shi ran deep. When he first entered the Immortal Realm, they had nearly slain him. Had it not been for the Forbidden Master’s intervention with Pan King, he would have perished.
“You—how dare you insult the Immortal Kings?!” the young True Immortal roared, seeing this as an opportunity to curry favor with the three Immortal King clans.
Alas, he did not know Shi Hao. Fresh from seclusion, he had no grasp of Shi Hao’s temperament—unlike the two elders who wisely remained silent.
**Boom!**
The young True Immortal paid dearly for his “righteousness.” A fist shattered the starry sky, descending upon him with overwhelming force.
It wasn’t that he was weak—his opponent was simply monstrous. Laws cascaded like waterfalls from the heavens, drowning him in near-paralysis.
With a desperate cry, he unleashed a palm strike, flooding the sky with immortal runes—but it was futile.
**Splat!**
His body and soul were obliterated.
“Shall I deal with the rest of you as well?” Shi Hao asked, eyeing the others.
“We dare not!” The two remaining True Immortals yielded.
Without mercy, Shi Hao suppressed them, sealing all their followers before handing them over to Tianjiao Ant and Mu Qing.
“Study their immortal runes. Seek the path to immortality.”
The two True Immortals turned green. To be captured was humiliation enough, but now they were to be dissected by mere mortals?
Though resentful, they dared not resist—their cultivation was completely sealed.
“Won’t this bring calamity?” Cao Yusheng whispered.
After all, these were beings from the Immortal Realm. A misstep could invite disaster.
Shi Hao sighed. Even if he yielded, what then? Ao Sheng, Tai Shi, and Yuan Chu had long sought his death—this was not their first attempt.
They were Immortal Kings. Would submission spare him? Impossible.
The killing intent of an Immortal King was inescapable.
If so, why not fight freely? Let the three Immortal Kings send their forces—he would never kneel.
He could die, but he would not be humiliated.
Besides, he had already slain countless descendants of Ao Sheng and Tai Shi. Now, a quasi-Immortal King had fallen—whose clan did he belong to? With so many grievances, what was one more?
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Tuo Mu’s prolonged absence alerted factions in the Immortal Realm. Could something have gone wrong? The lower realm was no dragon’s den—how could there be complications?
Days later, more envoys descended to the Three Thousand Provinces, seeking traces of Tuo Mu and his party.
“The Heavenly Court has captured them?” They could scarcely believe it and thus confronted the court directly.
However, they dared not act recklessly, merely requesting the prisoners’ release—only to be refused.
“You come and go as you please, treating my Heavenly Court as you will? You sought to arrest us, and now you demand we release you?”
The envoys slunk away, reporting to their superiors and igniting fury.
Days later, two quasi-Immortal Kings descended, wielding a terrifying weapon that radiated boundless immortal light, threatening to annihilate the realm.
But this was the limit—any more, and the world would reject them.
Moreover, the weapon’s power was heavily sealed—otherwise, it could not have been brought here.
Even slumbering experts in the forbidden zones stirred.
“An Immortal King’s artifact. Tai Shi is enraged,” someone murmured.
The sealed weapon sent tremors through the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
Unfazed, Shi Hao emerged from seclusion, gripping the Great Luo Sword Embryo. If they sought his life, he would kill—regardless of their backing.
“Defying the will of heaven? Today, you die!” The two quasi-Immortal Kings attacked in unison, channeling the artifact’s power.
“Tai Shi, Ao Sheng, Yuan Chu—dare they call themselves the will of heaven? Die!”
Shi Hao roared, clashing with them in the starry void. The battle blotted out sun and moon, shattered mountains and rivers, and split the stars!
The Great Luo Sword Embryo, never inferior, met the half-sealed Immortal King’s artifact head-on, erupting in dazzling radiance.
**Splat!**
After a thousand exchanges, Shi Hao’s blade severed a head. The fleeing soul was shredded by sword light.
One quasi-Immortal King had fallen.
His Dao dissipated, his essence absorbed by the cosmos, his shattered body merging into the Great Dao.
“You—!”
The survivor shuddered. Though wielding an Immortal King’s artifact, his spine chilled. He tore through space, fleeing toward the portal to the Immortal Realm.
But escape was impossible.
“Ah—!”
Mid-flight, Shi Hao’s sword split his chest, then pierced his brow, slaying him amidst the stars.
**Whoosh!**
The Immortal King’s artifact escaped, streaking back to the Immortal Realm.
Forbidden zone experts were awed. Shi Hao’s growth was staggering—some pondered deeply, their eyes swirling with chaos.
—
In the Immortal Realm, within the ancient cosmos ruled by Tai Shi, a cold, emotionless hum resonated, shaking the stars. True Immortals froze in terror.
Tai Shi was furious.
“Brother, the Boundary Sea stirs. Do not descend now—killing him is not worth the cost,” Ao Sheng’s voice carried across billions of miles.
Immortal Kings could descend—but at great cost. Their realm and the lower world shared origins. Disrupting the latter’s Great Dao would invite karmic consequences.
Yuan Chu, seated in chaos, murmured, “The lower realm’s laws are mending. The Great Dao revives. Soon, the world will reject us no longer.”
The Immortal Realm and the Foreign Realm, with their complete Great Daos, imposed no restrictions below the Immortal King level.
But the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, shattered in antiquity, were still healing.
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Decades later, anomalies erupted in the desolate borderlands. Supreme experts emerged—quasi-Kings of Anihilation!
Two warriors, one wielding a golden spear—An Lan’s weapon—and another bearing his tortoise-shell shield, surged forth to destroy this realm.
An Lan, in past battles, had wielded spear and shield, unmatched in valor. These were his King-making artifacts!
Now, others bore them, seeking to slay Shi Hao before he could rise further.
**Boom!**
Though in seclusion, Shi Hao sensed the threat and rushed to meet them.
The Great Luo Sword Embryo blazed, its aura horrifying—visions of ascension, blood-soaked battlefields, and graves flooded with gore. Even the Foreign Realm’s elites trembled.
A brutal battle ensued.
In the end, Shi Hao bisected one warrior, his golden spear howling as it struggled to unleash its full might—but failing.
**Splat!**
The other was cleaved at the waist, his soul extinguished.
Silence fell. Both artifacts fled back to the Foreign Realm—Kings’ weapons could not be retained.
The forbidden zones’ denizens knew: Below the Immortal King level, Shi Hao was now invincible.
This might herald an era’s dawn—or its end. They awaited the upheaval they sensed approaching.
Shi Hao, too, waited. In recent years, he had discarded all external techniques and treasures, forging only his own path.
Perhaps it could be said he had absorbed the legacies of Kun Peng, Willow Deity, True Phoenix, and Thunder Emperor—digesting them into his own Dao. The Indestructible Scripture, Primordial True Solution, Six Paths Reincarnation—all were deconstructed and assimilated.
He had merged all, truly walking his own path, free of others’ shadows.
He prepared to take that final step—knowing it was harder than nine deaths, yet having no choice.
The Foreign Realm’s An Lan and Chi King sought his death. But even the Immortal Realm’s Ao Sheng, Tai Shi, and Yuan Chu wanted him gone.
The pressure was suffocating.
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