Huang rose just like this, slaying until the Immortal Kings fled, the Fallen Immortal Kings retreated, and all enemies from every direction were crushed, forced into a pathetic retreat!
Such a feat was unprecedented—a single battle that shook the world, its brilliance illuminating past and present.
A myth of one man, sweeping through all foes under heaven, with no resistance. The great titans either perished or were gravely wounded, fleeing in defeat to the cosmic wastelands, vanishing into the distance.
Had Huang achieved the rank of Emperor?
This was the question on everyone’s mind. Just what level had he reached? Many suspected he had either become a true Emperor or was on the verge of that realm.
Shi Hao traversed the heavens, cutting his way out of the Immortal Domain, crossing the boundless void to arrive at the Foreign Realm. He did not immediately charge in but stood in the void.
**Boom!**
Endless auspicious light surged toward him as he regulated his injuries, hoping to heal.
His wounds were severe—his body was stained with blood, riddled with cracks like the finest porcelain shattered by a violent impact and then forcibly pieced back together.
This was the price he paid for his breakthrough!
Within him, a ball of light churned, fiercely resisting his flesh. It was his divine essence—though initially fused, it was unstable, threatening to tear free.
Great Dao runes bloomed, infinite auspicious radiance flowing, enveloping Shi Hao as if he were undergoing nirvana, breaking free from a cocoon to be reborn. His aura grew ever more formidable.
**Pfft!**
Yet, in the end, Shi Hao coughed up blood, staggering. His injuries were too severe—they refused to heal.
He frowned. The wounds were difficult to fully erase and were slowly worsening. Though the change was subtle, he could feel it—this was a life-threatening crisis.
*”Burn my Dao body, sever my wounds!”* Shi Hao roared. In the next instant, he ignited his very being, every inch of his flesh erupting with eternal essence. Vital energy surged like an ocean, scouring his flesh and baptizing his soul.
The ball of light within him resonated in response.
He was consuming his lifeblood, exhausting all means to alter his perilous state.
Alas, the effect remained insufficient. In the end, he could only maintain a fragile equilibrium—his wounds neither worsening nor healing, merely stabilized.
Throughout this process, the Foreign Realm’s Kings observed his condition, yet none dared act. None stepped forward—all retreated into the Foreign Realm.
For not long ago, Shi Hao had slaughtered his way through all directions, leaving an indelible mark of terror upon them.
Finally, Shi Hao stepped into the Foreign Realm, charging in. Since his injuries could not be changed, he would let them be—neither worsening nor healing. He had enemies to slay!
If he did not eradicate his foes today and perished later due to these wounds, it would be a regret too great to bear.
Yet, Shi Hao was confident. These so-called injuries would not stop him—he would overcome this trial.
*”Huang has come!”*
Someone in the Foreign Realm roared, their voice shaking the land. All the Immortals shuddered, and cultivators of every race trembled in their hearts.
By now, Huang’s might was known throughout the Foreign Realm.
Yet, recalling the past, he had once been a mere minor cultivator—even a prisoner. Who could have imagined he would grow to this point, becoming the greatest threat to every race?
*”Now, no one can restrain Huang. He… may have become an Emperor!”*
This news spread through the Foreign Realm like a hurricane, triggering a seismic shock.
The events of the Immortal Domain battle could no longer be concealed. Just moments ago, someone had learned of them and spread the word, causing a cataclysmic upheaval—all races were thrown into panic.
In the past, Huang had been within the Mortal Dao Realm. Today, he had shattered the King Realm. The contrast was too stark, too difficult to accept.
Yet, all races had no choice but to accept it. Now that he had come, slaughtering his way in, a great upheaval erupted. Even the mightiest races were terrified, fearing retribution.
**Boom!**
Shi Hao descended, gazing down upon the Foreign Realm. His eyes shimmered like the undulating currents of the River of Time. The aura radiating from him forced the surrounding beings to their knees, their bodies betraying their wills, trembling in terror.
*”Even if you flee into the Foreign Realm instead of returning to the Boundary Sea, you are still seeking death.”*
Shi Hao spoke calmly, his gaze fixed on a certain stretch of the starry cosmos.
There stood a powerful figure, holding a golden gourd—Qu Chong, a titan from the Boundary Sea, hiding behind a star with several others.
His face was pale. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to return to the Boundary Sea—he feared being isolated and dying even faster. Thus, he had followed Kun Di and the others in fleeing here.
The Blade King had died miserably. Like Qu Chong, he was a titan from the Boundary Sea, their strengths comparable. The sight had shaken Qu Chong to the core, making him realize the vast gulf between himself and Huang—he was no match.
With the successive deaths of the Pu Demon King, Wu Shang, and the Nine-Headed Monster, how could he not be terrified?
A massive hand stretched across the heavens, pressing down upon that stretch of the cosmos. Shi Hao’s blood energy was vast and boundless, shaking the universe, reaching infinitely far.
*”Huang, I’ll fight you to the death!”* Qu Chong roared.
He summoned his Immortal King artifact—the gourd, now colossal like a golden mountain, crashing down. It dwarfed countless celestial bodies, filling the starry expanse.
**Bang!**
The golden gourd shone brilliantly, colliding with the light barrier emitted by the massive hand. It spun rapidly, shrinking until it landed in Shi Hao’s palm.
The hand’s momentum did not slow. It struck Qu Chong’s body, shattering his bones instantly. Even as a titan, he could only meet his end.
*”Ah—!”*
He screamed as his body was destroyed. His primordial spirit tried to flee but was seized by Shi Hao. There were things Shi Hao wished to ask him—secrets of the Boundary Sea. Thus, both the Blade King’s and Qu Chong’s primordial spirits were tossed into the Law Pool.
The other Fallen Immortal Kings shattered alongside them. Shi Hao obliterated their spirit imprints, leaving no survivors.
This scene was witnessed by the powerful figures of every race, each trembling in horror. Kings were supposed to be indestructible, their spirits eternal—yet this was now a thing of the past.
It hadn’t even been difficult. Slaying titans, executing Kings—just how strong was Huang?
*”Breaking through the King Realm to become an Emperor!”*
*”He truly did it—creating a myth never before seen in history!”*
Every race was shaken, consumed by terror.
Especially the Kings. Now, they despaired. What they had done to the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths—only they knew best.
Back then, they had slaughtered indiscriminately—regardless of race or strength, even ordinary mortals had been massacred. By the end of the Immortal Ancient Era, the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths had been emptied, mountains of corpses and rivers of blood left in their wake.
Now, Huang had come. Was this destined to be a day of reckoning?!
Shi Hao strode forward, steady as a mountain, approaching the Foreign Realm’s central ancient land. There stood an ancient temple, weathered by time, exuding a faint golden glow—supremely sacred.
Kun Di was here, having fled back. He was nearly consumed by despair. Huang was infinitely close to the Emperor Realm, leaving him disheartened and helpless. He sat cross-legged near the golden ancient temple.
A few other Kings had gathered here as well!
This was their last stronghold.
Even now, they refused to accept it—unwilling to believe someone had broken through the King Realm. This was an unprecedented event in history, yet for them, it spelled only doom.
*”The Scarlet King, the Pu Demon King, Wu Shang—all dead, you little brat!”* Kun Di’s eyes gleamed with cold light, murderous intent filling the heavens, yet laced with powerlessness.
*”Those who live by the sword die by the sword!”* Shi Hao replied coldly.
Back then, all the heroes of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths had perished in battle. To whom could they plead their case?
Moreover, the Foreign Realm had been the aggressors, the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths the defenders. Having suffered such apocalyptic devastation, Shi Hao felt no sympathy for the Foreign Realm’s Kings.
*”Your time is over. Let me send you on your way!”* Shi Hao declared, icy and merciless.
*”You think killing us means destroying our realm? Impossible! Our mightiest are in the Boundary Sea—vanished since the Emperor Fall Era, gone for countless epochs. They may have already become Emperors! Sooner or later, they will settle accounts with you!”*
A Fallen Immortal King screamed hysterically, his voice frantic. Faced with the end, even the mighty could not meet death with calm.
*”Anyone else trying to flee?”*
Shi Hao raised his head, gazing toward a certain direction in the Foreign Realm. With a flick of his hand, a sword beam shot forth—resplendent and peerless, tearing through the Foreign Realm’s barriers to strike.
**Pfft!**
Blood light flashed as a Fallen Immortal King was severed, his spirit imprint struggling before subsequent sword beams shattered it into nothingness.
He had tried to flee to the Boundary Sea, never to return—yet he still perished.
Though the Foreign Realm was vast, Shi Hao’s current cultivation was terrifying. With a single thought, he could survey the entire cosmos. How could Kings hope to escape his notice?
*”Huang, do you intend to commit genocide today?”*
In the distance, two Kings stood side by side, roaring toward him. They were colossal, standing upon a great land, their immortal energy surging, sweeping across all directions.
Shi Hao recognized it at a glance—the Sin Province of the Three Thousand States, once seized by An Lan. All its people had perished, sinking into darkness.
Now, one of them held an ancient shield in his left hand and a golden spear in his right, towering into the clouds, glaring in this direction before suddenly thrusting the spear forth.
It was An Lan!
He and another had been tasked with guarding the Foreign Realm, not joining the hunt for Shi Hao in the Immortal Domain. Now, he revealed himself, fighting with his life on the line.
For there was no escape now. Huang’s divine sense was overwhelming, sealing all directions. Entering or leaving this realm was under his complete surveillance.
**Swoosh!**
The dazzling spear erupted with divine radiance, vast and boundless, traversing billions of miles to shatter the heavens and strike. Its power was peerless, indestructible.
*”Ah—!”* Shi Hao roared—the first time he had lost composure in this battle. Seeing An Lan, too many memories surfaced. The entire Sin Province, countless lives—all destroyed by his hand.
**Roar!**
Shi Hao bellowed as his body swelled, towering into the cosmos, his form boundless, so vast that the entire Foreign Realm began to crack and collapse under his weight.
Immortal light swirled around him, shrouded in chaotic energy as he grew, dwarfing An Lan like a giant staring down at ants.
**Pfft!**
Shi Hao raised his hand, covering the Sin Province and the surrounding lands. The golden spear shattered upon impact, breaking into hundreds of fragments.
**Boom!**
Infinite light rained down, forcing An Lan to bow his head, his body bending before sinking further, until he could no longer move, frozen in place.
This was Shi Hao’s strongest strike—granting no chance. With a single motion, he shattered An Lan’s spirit, reducing it to ashes.
**Swoosh!**
Golden light flashed as the broken spear melted into liquid metal, sealing An Lan’s body in that bowed posture, erecting him as an eternal, indestructible statue.
**Roar!**
Beside him, Yu Tuo howled, struggling—but under Shi Hao’s massive hand, his fate mirrored An Lan’s. He bowed, nearly kneeling, dying in that position.
His weapon, too, melted into liquid metal, encasing his body, turning him into an everlasting effigy.
Two mighty beings had fallen just like that—heads bowed as if kneeling in apology to the billions of souls lost in the Sin Province.
All who witnessed this were struck with awe.
*”Huang, you go too far! Today, you seek to annihilate our realm, but you shall not succeed! Die!”*
Kun Di howled like a wounded beast, summoning the Origin Ancient Artifact. With several Immortal Kings, he activated it, calling forth a shadow to slay Huang.
This time, Kun Di was ruthless—slashing open his own chest, offering his heart’s blood upon the Origin Ancient Artifact. He was sacrificing himself.
*”Elder!”*
The other Fallen Immortal Kings were horrified. Why was he doing this? Kun Di no longer wished to live—he was throwing himself into the abyss.
The other Kings scattered, for the Origin Ancient Artifact was glowing, about to unleash its true might—a force even Immortal Kings could not withstand.
**Boom!**
Facing it, Shi Hao felt an oppressive force, as though something was eager to engage him in a decisive battle.
The Origin Ancient Artifact cracked—its metallic box-like body splitting open, revealing its contents.
*”Last time, I already experienced this.”* Shi Hao murmured.
But soon, he realized something was wrong. A terrifying force had locked onto him, ready to fight to the death.
*”Heavens! The Origin Ancient Artifact has split open—facing Huang, it has awakened!”*
Some screamed in terror.
**Boom!**
The box cracked apart like a blooming flower, its radiant light incomparable. Any being who gazed upon it had their eyes seared, bleeding, on the verge of death.
Kun Di howled, his lifeblood drained in an instant, teetering on the brink of extinction.
Within the Origin Ancient Artifact lay a scepter—not long, ancient and unadorned, crafted from white bone. Carved upon it was a figure, and it exuded dense dark essence.
The blinding radiance emanated from it.
*”Hmm?”*
Shi Hao’s heart sank. The artifact was interfering with the divine essence within him, disrupting its fusion with his flesh. He did not fear the scepter, but its appearance now was ill-timed.
Even he had not anticipated that the contents of the box would disrupt his transformation.
**Pfft!**
Shi Hao coughed blood, his injuries worsening rapidly.
He staggered back, coughing repeatedly—this sudden change shocking everyone present.
*”Hahaha…!”* Kun Di laughed maniacally. He was dying, but seeing this before his end brought him satisfaction.
The other Fallen Immortal Kings rejoiced—this was a heaven-defying reversal!
*”Agh—!”*
A piercing scream erupted as an ancient figure emerged, wreathed in fragments of time and space—the Ancestral Gu. Master of temporal order and spatial laws, he had concealed himself until now.
**Boom!**
He slammed into Kun Di, appearing beside the Origin Ancient Artifact, embracing it before hurtling into the distance, time fragments swirling brilliantly.
As the box moved farther from Shi Hao, it closed on its own.
*”You—!”*
Kun Di was enraged.
*”You didn’t have to do this. I didn’t need you to sacrifice yourself!”* Shi Hao lamented, gazing ahead.
The Ancestral Gu coughed blood, smiling bitterly. His body was drenched in gore, riddled with cracks. After being bathed in the scepter’s light, he was beyond saving.
*”For so many years, I pretended to defect to the Foreign Realm. At times, I even forgot I wasn’t truly loyal. Sometimes, I wondered—should I just serve this realm? Waiting all these years, bearing the infamy of a traitor—the torment in my heart, who could understand? Today, I am finally free.”*
The Ancestral Gu smiled through tears.
*”Endless, Reincarnation—you told me to endure humiliation, to lie in wait. I did. But I lacked the power to defy the heavens. Today, I finally acted.”*
The Ancestral Gu murmured, his life fading.
By saving Shi Hao this way, he had long resolved to die, unwilling to continue living in this world.
For an entire epoch, he had borne the curses and slander of countless beings. Once a peerless genius, revered by all, he had carried too heavy a burden.
*”The Dark Demon Dragon, the Fallen Blood Phoenix, and the Fearless Lion—all slain. Their heads are here!”*
The Ancestral Gu weakly tossed down several bloody heads. These three had once belonged to the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths but had become honored guests of the Foreign Realm.
*”And two Kings—dragging them down with me, I’ve done enough to justify my name as a false traitor!”*
The Ancestral Gu laughed, tossing two more heads—bloody and gruesome—before the Origin Ancient Artifact.
Not long ago, he had struck. Master of time and space, he had sealed the area, ensuring no one sensed his actions.
One by one, he had executed the five mighty beings. Their primordial spirits still lingered, struggling to escape.
*”The Fallen Blood Phoenix—who knows if it was truly a traitor or not. But after all these years, even now, it did nothing. I deemed it a true betrayer—so I sent it on its way!”*
The Ancestral Gu coughed blood as the five heads on the ground began to melt.
The Origin Ancient Artifact glowed—they could no longer endure its power!
*”Ancestral Gu!”*
Shi Hao cried out. This was too tragic. He had not wanted this—the Ancestral Gu could have lived, yet he chose death to clear his name, washing away the blood and infamy.
*”Hahaha…!”*
The Ancestral Gu, disheveled yet towering, laughed wildly, his face radiant in this final moment—as if liberated.
**Boom!**
Blood light erupted as the Ancestral Gu and the five heads disintegrated, dissolving into mist, vanishing from this world forever.
*”Gu, you ruined everything!”* Kun Di roared, clinging to his last breath, his spirit flickering violently.
*”Die!”*
Shi Hao bellowed, slamming his palm down, shattering Kun Di into pieces before incinerating him into ash.
*”All of you—on your way!”*
Shi Hao whirled, charging toward another direction, obliterating the remaining Fallen Immortal Kings, reducing them to nothingness.
Blood rain fell upon the Foreign Realm, painting a scene of horror.
Only Huang remained, standing alone, gazing at the Origin Ancient Artifact and the place where the Ancestral Gu had perished.
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