“Three Swords United, All Laws Shall Perish!” The nine-headed monster roared, unleashing divine powers that disrupted the very order of heaven and earth, threatening to sever the river of time itself.
Three swords materialized simultaneously, aligned in perfect harmony, their blades aimed directly at Shi Hao. From one man, three swords emerged—then three multiplied into infinity, countless sword radiances blooming as they slashed toward him.
The Pacification Art, the Grass Script Sword Art, and the Heavenly Tribulation Sword Art—these legendary three supreme sword techniques had all manifested today, wielded by a single hand.
Their might was unimaginable, akin to the annihilation of worlds, capable of slaying immortals and demons across time, eradicating all existence!
The fusion of the three sword arts, unleashed in this manner, was truly unstoppable—gods would be slain before gods, buddhas before buddhas. In the vast stretch of history, this could be considered a battle of the ages.
Shi Hao faced it with solemn resolve.
**Boom!**
As he raised his hand, fragments of time swirled around him. Within his six great secret realms, laws condensed, forming the shape of a bell. A single chime reverberated, shaking the cosmos.
This was a secret technique Shi Hao had comprehended after slaying the Time Beast, Chi Wang, sealing it within his Law Pool and observing it for tens of thousands of years.
Ripples of light shimmered around Shi Hao, bursting with dazzling brilliance as runes bloomed, coalescing into a massive bell. Its defensive power was unparalleled—forged from the power of time itself, fragments of eternity took form around him, blocking the three sword arts.
**Clang!**
The bell trembled violently, struck so fiercely that its ripples shattered space-time. Yet cracks spiderwebbed across its surface before it exploded, failing to halt the three sword embryos.
**”Kill!”** the nine-headed monster bellowed.
The three sword arts surged forth, shaking heaven and earth, unstoppable and indestructible.
Shi Hao let out a cold snort. Though he acknowledged the three sword arts as supreme killing techniques, it did not mean he was without countermeasures. His six great secret realms blazed with light, manifesting an astonishing phenomenon.
Golden divine lotuses filled the skies, blooming in unison. As their petals unfurled, they severed the heavens, intercepting the endless sword radiances.
One after another, his own solidified avatars materialized, seated atop the lotuses in solemn majesty, chanting scriptures and forming divine seals before striking forward.
This was a world-shaking strike!
It was the instantaneous release of Shi Hao’s essence, spirit, and supreme cultivation—a force of boundless might.
**”Slash!”**
The nine-headed monster’s expression changed. Its other eight heads swayed in unison, each unleashing peerless secret techniques. One head transformed into a black dragon, severing the firmament; another spewed forth a devouring radiance, manifesting as a ravenous Taotie that consumed all in its path; yet another birthed monstrous creatures…
Countless secret arts, myriad divine abilities, erupted in this moment of ultimate conflict!
This monster had devoured numerous supreme beings, fusing them into its grotesque and terrifying form. Now, it poured forth its full might to annihilate Shi Hao.
This was a battle of titans—a clash of ultimate destruction!
The phenomenon Shi Hao manifested, fused with his essence, spirit, and cultivation, was also a test for himself. If he failed to slay his foe and was instead overwhelmed, catastrophe would follow.
Now, both sides had reached the pinnacle of their power, releasing their ultimate strength in an instant.
**”Kill!”**
Shi Hao roared. Within his six great secret realms, the final one blazed like a conflagration. The radiant figure atop his head surged into motion, dragging a sword embryo as it shattered the constraints of time and space, standing alone beyond the bounds of the world before delivering a devastating slash.
The small figure clutched the Great Luo Sword Embryo, abruptly unleashing its trump card.
It seemed to exist beyond this world, disregarding the laws of time and space—so fast that it pierced through dimensional barriers, crossing over in an instant.
Upon closer inspection, time itself seemed to reverse, everything flowing backward.
**Thud!**
The Great Luo Sword Embryo cleaved through all existence, splitting the heavens and severing the billions of radiances emitted by the resonance of the three sword arts. It shattered the enemy’s subsequent techniques and struck the nine-headed monster.
Blood sprayed. Under this supreme strike, the nine-headed creature let out a muffled groan, its body sent flying as its heads nearly toppled from its shoulders.
With a thunderous roar, it swung its palm violently—containing within it the power to annihilate worlds, the claws of a true dragon… a scene of utter terror.
**Clang!**
Sparks flew as the Great Luo Sword Embryo’s momentum was halted. The radiant figure shuddered before swiftly retreating with the sword embryo in tow.
**”Good, good, good!”**
The nine-headed monster spoke coldly, both enraged and grudgingly impressed by Shi Hao’s sudden strike. It had nearly been bisected.
Such a technique surpassed even other Immortal Kings, making it feel the threat of death for the first time—its soul nearly cleaved apart.
Shi Hao’s breath was ragged, his chest heaving. The exertion had been immense. Had it been any other foe, their flesh would have been sundered, their soul torn asunder.
Yet the nine-headed monster was this formidable!
Even figures like the Second Under Heaven and the Golden-Haired Lion-Dog were stunned, realizing they faced an invincible ancient monstrosity—no wonder it had reigned here unchallenged.
**Boom!**
Around Shi Hao, golden divine lotuses bloomed, accompanied by the river of time as if nourishing them, making them shine ever brighter.
Yet upon the lotuses, Shi Hao’s figure was no longer present—only a hazy dharma form remained, seated high in the heavens.
Earlier, his essence blood and cultivation had taken form, merging with the lotuses to unleash supreme killing power. But the cost to himself had been immense.
Now, the pure phenomenon alone could repel the enemy without such excessive expenditure.
**”Again!”**
The nine-headed monster howled, lunging forward.
A world-shaking battle erupted, the battlefield drowned in laws and shrouded in fragments of time. Countless weapons soared—all Immortal King artifacts.
**Clang!**
Chi Wang’s Bell of Time, Ao Sheng’s Sword Wings, Tai Shi’s Heavenly Halberd—Shi Hao summoned them all.
The nine-headed ancient monster was no less equipped, having amassed numerous Immortal King artifacts over the ages. Their dazzling brilliance shook the cosmos.
This was one of the most grueling battles Shi Hao had ever faced—his first such struggle since becoming an Immortal King. This foe surpassed even Kun Di of the Foreign Lands, standing as an ancient titan.
Kun Di was currently the foremost expert of the Foreign Lands, unmatched while the denizens of the Boundary Sea remained absent.
Yet now, deep within the Immortal Domain, such a monster existed—locked in a deadly struggle with Shi Hao, both coughing blood.
The monster let out a furious roar, its soul radiating auspicious light as one figure after another emerged from its brow—ancient powerhouses it had devoured, now manifesting in battle.
As for Shi Hao, he employed the Self-Derived Great Method to aid in the fight.
**Boom!**
In the end, both combatants coughed up great mouthfuls of blood, their souls as if aflame.
A battle that shook the heavens, drawing the attention of Immortal Kings across the realms.
**Thud!**
Shi Hao unleashed all his techniques, wielding every means at his disposal. Staggering forward with the sword embryo in hand, he cleaved off two of the monster’s heads, tearing apart two of its souls.
**”Halt!”**
The monster bellowed. It detonated one of its own souls, severing the heavens as dao symbols surged. It retreated swiftly, putting distance between itself and Shi Hao.
This battle had raged for thousands of exchanges, each side exhausting their ultimate techniques before reaching this outcome.
In the end, the monster had been slightly outmatched—a fact that shocked it. It was no ordinary being but a fusion of nine supreme experts, including titans among titans!
Yet even such a peerless existence had been defeated.
Truly, Shi Hao was the most terrifying opponent it had encountered in all its years.
**”What more do you have to say?”** Shi Hao demanded, wiping blood from his lips.
From the ancient hall, several figures surged forth, radiating terrifying auras—all Immortal Kings.
**Swoosh!**
The Dark Willow Deity stepped forward, exuding the pressure of a titan as it blocked their path. The Heavenly Horned Ant, Golden-Haired Lion-Dog, and Immortal Gold Daoist also moved to intercept.
**”Stand down,”** the nine-headed monster commanded, signaling its allies to hold back.
**”I acknowledge your strength. Let us end this here. Speak—what is your purpose? I am willing to cooperate.”** The monster yielded.
**”What manner of beings are you? What is your origin? How did you escape?”** Shi Hao asked calmly.
The nine-headed monster appeared forthright, revealing several identities—all fused souls—stunning even Bird Grandpa and Fine Jade Grandpa.
For these identities belonged to legendary figures of history, supreme Immortal Kings who had once dominated their eras, some even towering as titans.
These revelations were terrifying!
**”Our escape was not due to our own might, but because the Dark Prison collapsed, inexplicably damaged. We also discovered the Descent Hall had fallen.”**
These words unsettled even Shi Hao.
If even the nine-headed monster could not break free on its own, only escaping by chance, it was a lamentable truth.
These powerhouses had returned, neither human nor ghost, having devoured one another until they became monstrous entities, unwilling to re-enter the world.
**”We fear the coming of the true Dark Cataclysm—the world will be overturned.”**
They sought to remain aloof.
**”There is no pure land in this world. You cannot hide from what is to come,”** Shi Hao refuted.
**”We know. Yet after being imprisoned in the Dark Prison for countless ages, all our ambition and confidence were shattered. Even now, with power surpassing our past selves, we feel powerless to resist.”** The nine-headed monster sighed.
It spoke with a sense of defeat, claiming that even Shi Hao, for all his strength, would ultimately be rendered insignificant.
For the Dark Prison and the Descent Hall were mere manifestations of an order—yet they had been enough to suppress them. The true entities behind them had not even appeared!
They strongly suspected that beyond the Boundary Sea, in the deepest reaches of the Dark Land, there might exist a true being—an Emperor!
**”I wonder if the reason all celestial dynasties in the Immortal Dao meet tragic ends is because the Dark Land considers itself the true orthodoxy…”**
The nine-headed monster ventured such a conjecture.
Shi Hao frowned but remained silent. Only later did he ask, **”Is Wang Changsheng here? Mu Changsheng? Qin Hao?”**
**”Yes.”**
After a long wait, Qin Hao appeared. He was silent, his once-delicate features now rough and weathered, bearing a rugged demeanor.
Clearly, his years had not been spent in comfort—he had endured great trials, rising and falling through countless tribulations.
**”Elder Brother!”**
He cried out, unable to contain his emotions upon seeing Shi Hao, tears welling in his eyes as he rushed forward.
In this secluded place, he had heard nothing of Shi Hao’s deeds, unaware of his resurrection. Now, overwhelmed with joy and shock, he trembled with emotion.
Especially when he learned that Shi Hao had fought his way here, defeating the master of the ancient hall—his awe and excitement knew no bounds.
**”Now I understand why they spared me. They must have heard of your might, taking my bone but leaving me alive.”** Qin Hao sighed.
**”Where is Wang Changsheng?”** Shi Hao, after comforting Qin Hao, turned sharply toward the nine-headed creature.
**”He is no longer here. He roams the outside, seeking my lost blood and bones.”**
But Shi Hao doubted this, sensing deception. His gaze sharpened, yet the creature remained impassive.
**”Let us go,”** the Dark Willow Deity urged.
Unwilling to linger in the Descent Hall, the Dark Willow Deity pressed for departure.
Shi Hao nodded, taking Qin Hao with him. He did not fully trust the nine-headed monster’s words, but neither could he continue fighting—he was grievously wounded.
Since attaining the Immortal King realm, this was the first time anyone had injured him so severely.
**”Long ago, one of the founders of the Immortal Domain’s system once struck down a Descent Hall, yet met a tragic end himself,”** the Immortal Gold Daoist revealed, sharing a hidden truth.
In truth, Shi Hao had already heard of this—the descendants of that supreme Immortal King had once been sealed in the lower realm, dwelling upon the World Tree, recounting these events to him.
Had the nine-headed monster truly brought down the Descent Hall itself, or had it merely escaped by chance?
**”Could that creature have been deliberately released by the beings deep within the Dark Land? Has it fully fallen into darkness?”** the Second Under Heaven mused.
**”Leave it for now,”** Shi Hao said. Words were meaningless—only strength mattered.
He felt immense pressure. A single battle with this creature had left him severely wounded. Even if he slew it, the cost might be half his life.
This was unacceptable. With chaos spreading, he needed absolute power to suppress all enemies.
Shi Hao began contemplating the path beyond Immortal Kings—the road to Emperorhood!
**”Do not act recklessly. Since ancient times, all who walked this path perished without exception. Some say no such path exists—that Immortal Kings are the pinnacle,”** the Immortal Gold Daoist warned, urging caution.
**”If there is no path, I shall forge one,”** Shi Hao declared.
Those who reached this level were the protagonists of their eras. Those who became titans were supreme overlords across countless epochs.
Among titans, who could claim true superiority? All stood at the apex.
Shi Hao was mighty indeed, having defeated Kun Di and the nine-headed monster. Yet he could not single-handedly overcome the combined might of multiple such experts.
Thus, he felt an urgent need to grow stronger.
Outside, the world buzzed with shock—Shi Hao had ventured deep into the Immortal Domain, engaged in a world-shaking battle, and returned unscathed.
**”He defeated the beings there!”**
**”At such a young age—is this defiance of heaven itself?”**
…
In the end, Shi Hao embarked on the path beyond Immortal Kings—the road to Emperorhood!
**”The final battle approaches. Whatever lies at the end of the Boundary Sea will be revealed. I cannot face it as I am now—I must grow stronger, strong enough to suppress all enemies!”**
For he foresaw a grim reality—when the final battle erupted, multiple titans might unite against him.
Even legions of Immortal Kings and fallen celestials might join forces to annihilate him.
By then, heaven and earth would shatter, the Immortal Domain itself might collapse—let alone those by his side.
Most terrifying of all—what if a true supreme being emerged from the Dark Land? How could he face such a foe?
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