The Ancestral Gu had passed away, a sorrowful end. Only the Origin Ancient Artifact remained, floating in silence.
Perhaps, for him, this was the best conclusion. Once a peerless genius, he had endured humiliation and lived in exile in a foreign land, bearing burdens too heavy to name.
Now, he had washed away the shadows with blood, declaring his will with death.
Shi Hao’s expression darkened as he silently paid his respects. Then, his eyes blazed with divine light as he fixed his gaze on the ancient chest. When he approached within a certain distance, the chest instantly cracked.
“Seal!”
Shi Hao roared, summoning the golden ancient temple from the foreign land. Using it as a vessel, he temporarily sealed the Origin Ancient Artifact, then shrank it into a golden speck of light, banishing it from this world.
He would study it later, once his injuries had fully healed, to uncover its secrets.
The battle had ended. The foreign land, once a colossal threat, had been pacified by him, now nothing more than a relic of the past.
Of course, there were still powerful figures from the foreign land who had ventured into the Sea of Chaos, as well as ancient monsters from the Era of Fallen Emperors. If they ever returned, a world-shaking battle would surely erupt.
Shi Hao began to scour the battlefield. The fallen were all Immortal Kings, their treasures and weapons peerless artifacts. He had no intention of leaving them for the foreign land.
For instance, Qu Chong’s golden gourd spun in his palm, attempting to escape but failing, radiating overwhelming might.
Then there was the Refining Immortal Pot, a supreme treasure. At this level, even the mightiest of experts could not forge such a weapon—it was a rarity among Immortal King artifacts!
The Refining Immortal Pot was indeed formidable. Its body was indestructible, capable of slaying Immortal Kings, while its interior was boundless, a world unto itself. With a single opening of its spout, it could devour and refine kings.
Other Immortal King weapons—some shattered, some intact—were all collected by Shi Hao. With this haul, who in the world could rival his collection of Immortal King artifacts? Certainly, none.
Since the Era of Fallen Emperors, no one in recorded history had matched Shi Hao—slaying Immortal Kings like weeds, cutting down countless supreme experts of the world.
The number of King-level artifacts was staggering!
“Time to refine my own weapon!” Shi Hao murmured.
He prepared to forge his own weapon. As for materials, the abundance of King-level artifacts was more than enough. Combined with the immortal ingredients he had gathered, he could undoubtedly craft a supreme treasure!
Shi Hao intended to fuse the essence of the kings’ artifacts, smelting them into a single, unparalleled weapon.
The Immortal Kings’ abodes were also plundered without mercy. Their accumulations over countless eons were taken, becoming his collection. He would leave nothing for the foreign land.
This was an unimaginable trove of treasures—countless rarities, legendary artifacts, and sacred relics from history.
Shi Hao was truly awestruck. Among them were ancient scriptures of profound origin, weapons of fallen Immortal Kings, and elixirs refined from immortal herbs.
He took everything, leaving nothing behind.
Then, he stood atop the heavens, gazing down upon the world. How should he deal with the living beings of this land—the clans of the Immortal Kings, the powerful families? Should he exterminate them all?
His expression was cold, his eyes deep. Yet, in the end, he did not strike. Instead, he sighed softly.
He descended upon the Sin Province of the Three Thousand States, silently mourning. Many here had fallen into darkness—descendants of the Seven Kings of the Borderlands, now creatures of the abyss.
Yet, they were unaware, especially now that the darkness had receded. They felt no different from others, though their souls had been corrupted.
In truth, after countless millennia, generations had passed. Many of the original dark evolvers had perished with time.
This left Shi Hao conflicted. How could he bring himself to kill them?
Looking across the foreign land, how many other clans resembled those of Sin Province? Where did their roots lie? Perhaps they, too, had originated from the Nine Heavens.
After the battle, there was no expected excitement or thrill. Instead, Shi Hao remained calm, silently observing the land.
The forces of the Immortal Domain arrived, though not as swiftly as Shi Hao. They came in full force, ready to assist him, fearing he might meet with misfortune.
“Where is everyone? This is…” the Second Under Heaven exclaimed in shock.
He sensed an extraordinary aura—Kun Di had fallen, Qu Chong reduced to ashes, and the kings had perished one after another. The very world trembled.
Any celestial weeping or omens were suppressed by Shi Hao, unable to manifest.
“I killed them all. You take over now. Spare none of the executioner clans, the bloodstained tyrants!” Shi Hao declared.
With the kings slain, he had no desire to strike at the remaining beings.
Yet, some still had to be held accountable. Complete amnesty was impossible, but sparing the clans was his bottom line.
To slaughter the foreign land entirely would make him no different from the Immortal Kings of old.
Since the end of the Immortal Ancient Era, the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths had been fractured, the land barren, even commoners nearly wiped out.
The Immortal Domain forces were shaken. This was an earth-shattering event—how could the mighty foreign land, dominant for eons, be pacified so easily?
This was a monumental event, destined to be recorded in history as an undying legend, leaving an indelible mark.
And it was all done by Huang—he had pacified the foreign land!
“The Ancestral Gu was a tragic hero, not a traitor, but a peerless Immortal King who stood tall. I will not allow him to be slandered for millennia. After this battle, his name shall be cleared!”
Shi Hao spoke solemnly, revealing the truth and replaying the Ancestral Gu’s final moments. This stunned everyone.
The Ancestral Gu—such a remarkable figure, a peerless genius who bore the infamy of ages, enduring endless vilification. He had washed away sin and chaos with blood and life.
The Immortal Kings were moved, and the clans sighed—the Ancestral Gu’s fate was too tragic.
Shi Hao departed, returning to the Immortal Domain. He tasked Tianjiao Ant to lead the Heavenly Court’s forces into the foreign land for cleanup and retribution.
The world trembled, the Immortal Domain erupted in uproar!
Huang, in a single battle, had eradicated the foreign land’s threat, exterminating the Immortal Kings. It was like a fable, shocking all who heard it.
In the Sea of Chaos, monstrous waves surged. The fallen Immortal Kings were terrified—they could not accept that Qu Chong, the Blade King, and others of such might had been annihilated.
Even the other kings who had come to aid had fallen, slain by Huang alone!
“Has he become an Emperor?”
“Regardless, he is now invincible, a supreme taboo existence, unparalleled in history!”
Some sighed in awe.
Huang’s name shook the world, known to all. His achievements were too glorious, like ten suns illuminating the heavens.
Shi Hao went into seclusion. From that day forth, he vanished, healing his wounds, striving to return to his peak.
Ten years, a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand…
Time flowed like a river. Twenty thousand years passed, and the storm in the foreign land finally subsided, swept clean multiple times. The executioners of old had paid in blood, all slain.
The Sea of Chaos had been eerily calm for the past twenty thousand years. No one dared attack the Immortal Domain or invade the foreign land.
All because of Huang—his power was too terrifying. The battle twenty thousand years ago had shocked the world. What king would not tremble? Who dared face him?
Only the truly insane would provoke him now—it would be suicide.
Huang had demonstrated what true invincibility meant. His actions had warned all powers across the heavens—stay in line, or perish!
With Huang guarding the Immortal Domain, the Sea of Chaos dared not attack.
Finally, Shi Hao emerged from seclusion.
His wounds were not fully healed, but he had halted their deterioration, even improving slightly.
He knew this required time. The damage from his breakthrough was too severe—recovery would not be swift.
The world was balanced. Having gained so much, he now had to endure the threat of death.
Anyone else would have perished long ago. Over the years, Shi Hao had constantly purified his body and soul, consuming countless immortal elixirs, even refining multiple Three-Life Pills.
Yet, he had only managed to stabilize his condition.
Thankfully, the treasures of the Immortal Kings and the fallen kings’ legacies had sustained him. Without them, even his vast resources would have been exhausted.
Shi Hao studied his Law Pool, then decided to forge his own weapon.
But first, he would practice, not rushing recklessly.
He traveled to the edge of the cosmos, leaving the Immortal Domain and entering the Sea of Chaos. He feared the forging process might devastate the universe.
Even so, his movement alarmed the Immortal Kings. His recent deeds were too terrifying—when he acted, storms followed, like slaughtering the Immortal Kings and pacifying the foreign land.
“I’ll return shortly. Just forging some weapons,” Shi Hao reassured them.
“Run! Huang is coming!”
“The supreme demon king approaches! Retreat at once!”
“The only Emperor-level being has arrived! We cannot oppose him—flee!”
The Sea of Chaos was in chaos. Upon hearing of his approach, all forces fled in terror, as if a dragon of doom had emerged.
Such was the fear Shi Hao had instilled. The fallen Immortal Kings in the Sea of Chaos evacuated instantly, not daring to confront him.
Shi Hao came to forge weapons. Once his supreme artifact was complete and his body restored, he would venture to the heart of the Dark Land.
The great turmoil had only just begun—the true Dark Cataclysm had yet to arrive. He would go to the source and end it!
Boom!
One after another, brilliantly colored feathers appeared. These were no ordinary plumes—they were the Primordial True Feathers of Immortal Kings, the most divine of their wings.
They bore the kings’ Dao runes, their very essence!
These belonged to avian clans, the unique true feathers of the mightiest.
One, two…
Shi Hao took out five Primordial True Feathers, supplementing them with other immortal plumes, then began refining them. Following ancient methods, he summoned supreme Dao flames to craft the Five-Feather Fan.
Back when he was not yet a deity, he had longed to forge this weapon. The Five-Feather Fan was immensely powerful, requiring no vast reserves of energy—once activated, it operated on its own.
The catch was the materials—Primordial True Feathers, of which each mighty avian could only produce one.
As Shi Hao’s power grew, he disdained feathers from weaker beings, so the fan had remained uncompleted.
Now, having pacified the foreign land and slain the titans of the Sea of Chaos, his spoils were unimaginable.
At last, he could forge his ideal Five-Feather Fan.
This weapon had a great advantage—it could be used by those of lower realms without draining their energy, yet still unleash divine might.
After all, a single fan embodied the essence of five Immortal Kings—how could it not be formidable?
Flames soared, brilliance erupted, and the Sea of Chaos itself seemed to boil.
Shi Hao labored for years before completing the fan, astonishing many. Even Immortal Kings coveted such an artifact.
For countless millennia, even the mightiest Immortal King clans had lacked a Five-Feather Fan. Possessing one would ensure their lineage’s safety.
The materials were too rare—which king could harvest five avian Immortal Kings’ Primordial True Feathers?
Success!
On this day, a radiant Five-Feather Fan returned to the Heavenly Court, floating in the grand hall, drawing the awe of all divine generals.
But this was not the end. Shi Hao began forging again—another five feathers, from different kings.
The Sea of Chaos and the foreign land held boundless riches. How could there be only five Immortal King-level Primordial True Feathers?
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