In the blink of an eye, Shi Hao had wounded three supreme overlords—what terrifying combat power was this? All the Immortal Kings and Fallen Immortal Kings around were stunned, each one trembling in horror.
Kun Di staggered back, clutching his severed arm, his face filled with shock and terror.
The Dandelion Monarch shifted his body sideways, half of it drenched in blood, utterly shaken.
The Blade King suffered the most tragic fate. Shi Hao had shattered his gleaming celestial blade with a single palm, breaking his weapon and decapitating him in the same motion. Blood sprayed as his corpse collapsed to the ground.
Shi Hao held the Blade King’s severed head in his hand. His primordial spirit tried to flee but couldn’t—it was imprisoned within the head.
“Huang, you…!” the Blade King roared in fury and terror. A figure of his stature, a supreme overlord who had roamed the Sea of Realms, had been decapitated and humiliated like this. For him, this was unimaginable. His scalp tingled with dread—was Huang’s strength truly this monstrous?
Had he known, he would never have acted against such a terrifying figure. It was sheer folly.
But in all the heavens, was there truly a being this powerful? Such combat power surpassed the limits—it shouldn’t exist. Even the Butcher and the Chicken-Raiser—did they possess such means?
The Blade King shuddered. Could it be that Huang had truly broken through, transcending the King Realm and stepping onto the path of an Emperor?
“Huang, have you… succeeded?!” His voice trembled.
“Enough noise!” Shi Hao said coldly.
Then, with a *puff*, the Blade King’s head exploded into a mist of blood, shattered by Shi Hao’s power. A wisp of primordial spirit light tried to escape, but at this point, how could it possibly flee?
Shi Hao spread his fingers, and five divine rainbows shot forth, sealing the void and pinning the spirit in place before tossing it into his Law Pool.
Thus, a supreme overlord was subdued.
Silence reigned around them. The shock was overwhelming. The battle had only just begun, yet this was the result.
“Infinite rules across the myriad realms, my Dao shall flourish eternally!” The Dandelion Monarch roared, shattering the silence. He went berserk, white fluff filling the space around him.
Each dandelion seed, once rooted, could annihilate a starry river. This was the Dandelion Monarch’s ultimate technique, capable of draining his enemies’ Dao fruits, essence, and spirit.
*Boom!*
The heavens collapsed as the dandelion seeds transformed into Great Dao symbols, tearing through the cosmos in a dense swarm, engulfing Shi Hao to suppress and annihilate him.
The Dandelion Monarch was a supreme overlord. He unleashed his ultimate divine ability, each snow-white seed infused with a wisp of his essence blood. He was staking his life on this.
Because he had already sensed the horror of this young man. Perhaps he had truly transcended the King Realm—otherwise, how could such a powerful being exist?
A mere clash had slain a supreme overlord. This surpassed myth and legend, as if they weren’t even of the same realm.
*Boom!*
Flames suddenly erupted from Shi Hao’s body, blazing so fiercely that the void collapsed. The universe itself wailed, trembled, and twisted.
This was supreme immortal flame. Every dandelion seed that touched his body was ignited, even those transformed into Great Dao symbols. They erupted in a storm of radiant mist.
“The Emperor’s Path… You’ve truly transcended the King Realm!” the Dandelion Monarch cried out.
His face paled as his towering figure staggered back. He felt his essence blood being permanently consumed by those flames.
The essence blood of a supreme overlord wasn’t so easily destroyed, especially when fused with Great Dao symbols. Its power was boundless when used to suppress enemies. Yet now, Huang had shattered it.
*Swoosh!*
At the same time, Shi Hao raised his hand. His right arm shone like a radiant sword, dazzling and brilliant, before he cleaved downward at the Dandelion Monarch.
“Ah—!”
The Dandelion Monarch’s scream shook the cosmos, causing stars to shatter. He fought desperately, knowing his opponent’s overwhelming might.
*Puff!*
Alas, his resistance was futile. All his runes crumbled, his protective Great Dao symbols were sliced apart in layers, and his body was exposed. Blood sprayed as Shi Hao cleaved him in two.
The Dandelion Monarch shrieked. He couldn’t evade. This enemy was unlike any he had ever faced—too formidable, surpassing the Immortal King Realm.
With a roar of despair, he split from head to toe, his primordial spirit suffering the same fate.
The Dandelion Monarch wailed as his spirit marks tried to merge and recover. He believed he could regenerate—a King’s soul was indestructible.
But reality cruelly crushed his hopes. Shi Hao pointed like a sword, slashing repeatedly with blinding light that landed squarely on his spirit marks.
The so-called indestructible marks disintegrated and exploded.
The Dandelion Monarch perished on the spot, his body reduced to ashes, his spirit shattered into radiant rain before being consumed by roaring flames that swept through the cosmos.
The heavens quaked, the phenomena too terrifying to behold.
Under the sweep of Shi Hao’s hand, those eerie visions vanished, not daring to manifest.
A supreme overlord had fallen, stunning every King present.
Yet at this moment, Shi Hao himself staggered, appearing weakened. His body was covered in blood, riddled with cracks like shattered porcelain pieced back together.
This was because, during his breakthrough, he had endured unimaginable destructive force.
He had forcibly merged his spirit and body—a violent metamorphosis too crude. While others refined their paths with meticulous care, he had wielded an axe, thunderous and brutal, achieving earth-shattering transformation in a single day.
This evolution was too domineering. That Shi Hao survived was nothing short of a miracle.
The supreme immortal elixir refined from Three-Life Herb had played a crucial role, ensuring his spirit marks remained unbroken despite shattering and reforming.
Without it, Shi Hao would have perished here.
Upon reflection, the Three-Life Herb had not only been the key to San Zang and Shen Ming’s ascension to Kingship but also Shi Hao’s lifesaver, enabling his reckless, violent breakthrough.
Yet severe injuries remained. He could collapse at any moment.
Though his spirit had entered his body and fused preliminarily, the process was incomplete. Conflict still raged within—one misstep, and all would be lost.
But Shi Hao was confident. If he survived this ordeal, the world would be his.
“Kill him! Attack together while his Dao is unstable!” Kun Di bellowed, his voice frenzied.
He felt as if he were losing his mind. A young Immortal King had transcended the King Realm, shattering a myth unheard of since antiquity, surpassing all Kings across epochs.
He couldn’t believe it, couldn’t accept it.
Whether it was him, the Dandelion Monarch, Wu Shang, or the Sea of Realms’ overlord Qu Chong, they had all scoffed at Shi Hao’s attempt, certain he would fail.
That was why they had come—to strike when he was weakened and annihilate him.
Who could have imagined they would witness a miracle? The impossible had unfolded before their eyes. Huang had defied all expectations and succeeded.
“Kill him!”
“Don’t let him recover! Don’t let him stabilize his realm! This is our only chance!”
The Immortal Kings shouted madly, launching frenzied assaults.
They were terrified. If Huang rose to power, he would shatter all balance, past and present. His strength alone, surpassing the King Realm, could crush all factions.
In the future, any who opposed him would meet certain death.
“Kill!”
Several supreme overlords attacked without restraint, joined by the Fallen Immortal Kings and Immortal Kings around them. They fought like madmen, pouring everything into the hunt.
They understood the stakes. Only by risking their lives could they seize a sliver of survival. Otherwise, Huang would reign supreme, and none could oppose him.
Today, they had come to hunt Huang, to eradicate him. Who could have foreseen they would witness an unprecedented miracle?
For them, this was calamity!
But millennia later, future generations would hail this as a glorious era—the rise of an Emperor, an event that shook history!
They had become mere foils, especially the supreme overlords, reduced to pitiful ornaments in this event. Their hunt only magnified the Emperor’s glory, making the legend even more breathtaking.
Thus, they fought like madmen, attacking with everything they had.
In the distance, the Immortal Domain’s Kings stood dumbfounded. Who could have predicted this outcome?
To them, Shi Hao had been doomed. They had wanted to help but were powerless, their own bodies broken, some even with suppressed spirits. Yet in the end, Huang had turned the tables alone, counter-hunting the enemies of the Foreign Realm.
On the battlefield, the young supreme powerhouse swept through the Kings. Though wounded and on the verge of collapse, his combat power remained peerless.
*Puff!*
An Immortal King was cleaved apart, his blood staining the starry void.
*Bang!*
Shi Hao stomped, and the Sea of Realms’ overlord Qu Chong coughed blood, his secret arts shattered as his body cracked and retreated.
“Kill!”
The Nine-Headed Monster’s eyes blazed with ferocity. Resolute, he attacked despite knowing Shi Hao’s terrifying might.
At this moment, the Three Great Sword Techniques merged into one, their power boundless.
He knew there was no choice. Having acted, he had to eliminate Huang now—this might be the last chance. If Shi Hao recovered fully, hunting him would be a joke.
“The Three Great Sword Techniques must return. They don’t belong to the Dark Prison or the Guiding Ancient Hall!” Shi Hao declared, pressing forward.
He repelled a group of Fallen Immortal Kings, leaving them bleeding in the void as he pursued the Nine-Headed Monster.
*Bang!*
With a wave of his hand, he covered the starry sky, blotting out the heavens before crushing downward. Nothing could withstand him.
The Nine-Headed Monster was mighty, but against the current Huang, he was insignificant.
Even the dazzling Three Great Sword Techniques were suppressed, their radiance dimming into nothingness.
*Puff!*
As the colossal hand descended, the Nine-Headed Monster screamed, his body splintering into blood and bone. He couldn’t endure this pressure. Nine primordial spirits burst forth.
“Ah—!” His mount, the White Tiger, fared worse, exploding instantly—a true Immortal King-level expert, annihilated just like that.
With a gust of wind, Shi Hao seized the nine spirits, imprisoning them in his Law Pool. He intended to interrogate them for the Pacification Art and other secrets.
The Nine-Headed Monster was slain, and his followers met the same fate, reduced to bloody mist in the void.
“Retreat! This man has become an Emperor or is close to it. He’s invincible—we’re no match!”
Creatures from the Sea of Realms turned and fled, not daring to fight.
“Where do you think you’re going?!” Shi Hao roared, streaking across the cosmos, unbound by space. In an instant, he blocked their path.
*Boom!*
His fist struck, draining color from the heavens. The enemies fought desperately, but the gap was insurmountable. They were slain.
“Run!”
The Foreign Realm’s Immortal Kings scattered, knowing the tide had turned. Huang had risen, and none could stop him now.
“Go! Leave now!” Kun Di cried, filled with regret. How could he have provoked such a terrifying being? This was a disaster.
“Huang, don’t you dare act so arrogantly!”
Wu Shang, the Unharmed Monarch, showed true mettle. Covering the retreat, he leveled his bronze halberd at Shi Hao and slashed.
*Crack!*
The gleaming blade shattered in Shi Hao’s grip. His cold eyes locked onto Wu Shang as he unleashed a full-force assault.
“All laws are void, all divine abilities worthless!” Wu Shang roared, his pride and brilliance undimmed. Though he knew the odds were against him, he attacked—this was the creed and pride of an Immortal Overlord.
His clan’s immunity to magic was unparalleled, a non-supernatural ability that had stymied countless Kings and overlords.
Many feared facing Wu Shang in battle.
Yet now, this supreme ability changed nothing.
Shi Hao had also mastered this art, though not as profoundly. Combined with his current supreme cultivation, who could stop him?
Magic immunity was useless against him now.
*Boom!*
Shi Hao’s fist struck, shattering the heavens and piercing the universe.
Wu Shang’s arms and chest were torn open, blood gushing from the ghastly wounds.
Coughing blood, Wu Shang laughed, his brilliance undimmed even as his body faded and exploded into light.
Wu Shang had fallen, slain by Shi Hao’s overwhelming might.
*Boom!*
Shi Hao strode forward, thunder rumbling in his wake, his aura shaking heaven and earth—truly like an Emperor descending upon the mortal realm.
Alone, Huang gave chase, storming into the Foreign Realm to slaughter all in his path.
“After this day, who dares claim supremacy?” Qi Yu, the Immortal Domain’s overlord, muttered, coughing blood in the distance.
“Huang has slain until none dare call themselves supreme!” the Immortal Gold Daoist sighed.
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