Some people’s eyes turned bloodshot, their breathing heavy, muscles taut, and hair practically standing on end—consumed by fury to the extreme! How could they not recognize that face? It was that holy terror, the one they loathed with every fiber of their being, having clashed with him countless times, wishing they could strike him down on the spot.
Back in the Hundred Shattered Mountains, they had already collided fiercely. The Rain Clan’s dispatched geniuses were nearly all wiped out, and even the sealed experts were slaughtered clean. Later, in the Void God Realm, their losses were even heavier—their entire sacred land was razed to the ground, their foundation uprooted. The commotion had been earth-shattering, drawing the attention of the entire world. The Void God Realm had boiled over with the scandal, watched by countless major factions. The Rain Clan suffered a crushing defeat, their sacred land obliterated.
Now, face-to-face with their nemesis, the Rain Clan’s hatred burned like madness!
“I’ll… skin you alive and pull out your bones!” Many gasped for breath, chests heaving violently, ready for vengeance. This youth had earned their deepest hatred.
“Before you hate me, have you ever reflected on what *you* did first? It was *you* who sought to eliminate me,” Shi Hao retorted, his own eyes reddening, harboring not an ounce of goodwill for this clan.
He had every reason to believe that the shadowy figure who had dug out his Supreme Bone in that underground palace years ago had been summoned by Shi Yi’s mother from the Rain Clan. The mere memory made his body tense with fury.
And that wasn’t all—the clan had pursued Shi Ziling all the way to the Western Frontier, attempting to eliminate the Fifteenth Grandfather under the guise of “cleansing the house” for the Martial King Manor. Their misdeeds were countless.
The grudge from the Battle of the Sky Mending Pavilion was even harder to forget. The Rain Clan disciples had cultivated within that ancient sacred land, yet when the time came, they turned traitor, ambushing the pavilion’s elders and Shi Hao’s senior brothers and sisters—all for the sake of seizing secret manuals and treasure techniques.
Thinking back to that battle, Shi Hao’s eyes burned red. He had watched helplessly as several revered elders fell in battle, and senior brother Lin Mu and others perished covering their retreat. Even now, his heart could not find peace.
“No wonder, no wonder! Since it’s you, today you *must* die!” someone from the Rain Clan roared. A group of them had already prepared, jointly invoking a treasure technique, merging their power into one.
“**Nine Heavens of Rain Dao!**”
They bellowed in unison, their bodies glowing as countless glyphs surged forth. Water droplets bloomed one after another, shrouding the heavens in a curtain of rain—crystalline, torrential, overwhelming.
“Likewise, I hold no goodwill for you either. All of you—**be suppressed!**” Shi Hao shouted, though he had calmed, no longer as unsettled as before.
On the streets, the crowd was puzzled. The words exchanged were shocking, yet the Rain Clan’s fury was so overwhelming that they hadn’t even revealed Shi Hao’s true identity. Moreover, when Shi Hao had turned his back to the street, briefly revealing his face before cloaking himself in darkness again, none had seen clearly. Now, they were itching with curiosity, desperate to know who he truly was.
**BOOM!**
A deafening explosion shook the air as towering waves surged, transforming the ruins into a vast marsh. The collapsed palaces were submerged, rubble vanishing beneath the deluge.
**Nine Heavens of Rain Dao** was a grand divine ability—one that a single person could hardly wield alone. It required many to join forces, amplifying its power to astonishing heights!
Legends even spoke of its final strike—a forbidden divine technique, one that touched upon the realm of deities!
A dazzling radiance erupted as a colossal lotus bloomed, serving as both shield and spear, enveloping the Rain Clan disciples. As its petals unfurled, a surge of nascent force split the sky, crashing toward Shi Hao.
This was the might of water—vast, unstoppable!
The holy terror’s expression shifted. He hadn’t expected so many to unleash such a formidable technique. There was no dodging—every angle was sealed. He could only meet it head-on.
With a long cry, his body erupted in light, glyphs densely covering his form. A golden vortex manifested—the **Kun Peng Treasure Technique**, secretly unleashed, far surpassing his previous **Golden Ripple Art**.
Upon his body, it was as though countless golden gateways had opened, each harboring a divine presence, so radiant it was blinding!
If he couldn’t evade, he would **dissolve** it—refine it all into nothing!
He possessed an ultimate treasure technique, one ranked among the Ten Ancient Fiendish Legacies. With such confidence, and having perfected the Spirit Transformation Realm—his flesh now a spiritual vessel—he could absorb and repurpose the essence of others.
This overlapping, this combination, rendered him fearless. He faced the overwhelming technique head-on, the Kun Peng glyphs spinning wildly.
From afar, his black, indestructible golden body merged with him, now emitting a faint golden glow—soon blazing like a sun, impossible to gaze upon directly.
**RUMBLE!**
The heavens trembled. The rain expanded. The lotus bloomed. The power of water, unparalleled, surged forth with a life force so violent it seemed to tear the world asunder.
**”Hah!”**
Shi Hao’s hands carved through the air, summoning a radiant brilliance that pierced through the massive lotus petals one by one. Yet the divine energy pouring toward him was relentless, seeping through every crack.
At this moment, his body began to change. The Kun Peng Treasure Technique flared, **devouring** it all—absorbing, refining, elevating him like a true deity!
Upon his flesh, the vortexes now teemed with countless glyphs, as though taking form—transforming into miniature golden figures, seated in meditation.
The sight was awe-inspiring, even to Shi Hao himself. The Kun Peng Treasure Technique was **too** powerful, far surpassing any incomplete methods he’d known. He felt no impact—only an immense accumulation of divine energy within.
The **first layer** of Nine Heavens of Rain Dao had been **nullified!**
“To receive without returning is discourteous!” Shi Hao roared. A broken sword appeared in his hand—pitch-black, infused with divine power. It hummed violently before slashing out a streak of divine lightning, cleaving through the heavens.
At that very moment, the **second layer** of the rain curtain took shape. A far grander lotus bloomed, its divine might escalating dramatically.
The collision shook the world. The very earth trembled as light flooded the skies.
Shi Hao staggered back, leaving deep, terrifying footprints in his wake, the ground cracking beneath the force.
On the opposing side, screams erupted. That single sword stroke had split the lotus, causing several Rain Clan members to explode into bloody mist, leaving only gore behind.
Yet, horrifyingly, the lotus **reformed**. The **third layer** blossomed, shielding the Rain Clan once more. More experts joined, reinforcing it—brighter, deadlier.
Shi Hao’s expression turned grave. He now understood the true meaning of **Nine Heavens of Rain Dao**. The lotus would bloom **nine times**, each layer surpassing the last in power. No wonder it was named after the heavens themselves.
Sure enough, after the third bloom, the lotus spanned the skies. A divine force like an ocean descended, crashing from head to toe, shaking the very earth.
Shi Hao cleaved through layers of light with his broken sword, yet still, he was submerged.
Once more, the Kun Peng Treasure Technique revealed its divinity. Golden glyphs intertwined as the vortexes **devoured** wildly. The miniature golden figures within took clearer form, lifelike and vivid.
“So strong!” Shi Hao marveled—not at the lotus, but at the Kun Peng Treasure Technique. It was truly an **unrivaled divine ability**, seemingly omnipotent. It had given him an unimaginable advantage.
The Rain Clan was dumbfounded. When the light faded, they saw their foe unharmed. How? This was a combined strike from many experts! Could even such a grand technique not harm him? Was this the legendary **Indestructible Vajra Body** of the Western Paradise?!
The **fourth layer** arrived.
Shi Hao did not release the absorbed energy to counter. Instead, he **continued** to devour it, merging it into his own flesh. His divine power swelled like a sea, circulating according to the Kun Peng’s method.
The Rain Clan was stunned. Refusing to believe, they unleashed the **fifth layer**—its divine might even more terrifying, drawing gasps from major factions across the imperial capital.
Upon Shi Hao’s body, the golden vortexes spun faster. The absorbed essence now magnified the golden figures, causing them to manifest **outside** his body—hovering behind him like divine attendants.
From afar, it was a spectacle of sacred light. The very heavens seemed to echo with the chants of gods—solemn, vast, holy, and serene. A sight to shake the soul.
“What… is happening?”
“**Divine manifestations!**” someone shrieked.
Such phenomena were said to appear only when supreme beings wielded divine abilities—perhaps once in an era, if at all.
In truth, no one even considered the **Kun Peng Treasure Technique**. The legendary divine ability’s manifestations were too mysterious, varying from person to person, impossible to fully describe.
The Rain Clan’s faces paled.
Now, Shi Hao swung his sword.
Finally, he **counterattacked**.
The strike met the **sixth layer** of light.
**BOOM!**
Five consecutive courtyards of the Rain Clan **shattered**. Even their clan’s protective formations failed. Palaces, halls, towers—vast compounds—all collapsed.
Shi Hao stumbled, retreating step by step.
The Rain Clan coughed blood, swaying unsteadily. Their only solace? The Nine Heavens of Rain Dao still had its **three strongest strikes** remaining.
“Eh? What’s happening?”
The crowd was stunned.
As the **seventh layer** bloomed, glyphs flickered beneath Shi Hao’s feet. A golden cloud—woven from glyphs—materialized.
He **ascended**, standing midair.
“Heavens! **Auspicious Clouds** have manifested! These are divine blessings, allowing one to traverse tens of thousands of miles upon them. For someone his age to obtain such a treasure is inconceivable!”
“How could auspicious clouds descend? This is a miracle!”
Even seasoned marquises who had cultivated for decades rarely witnessed such phenomena.
Only Shi Hao knew the truth—this was no true auspicious cloud. It was the Kun Peng Treasure Technique at work. Having absorbed **too much divine energy**, his body could no longer contain it. The excess spilled from his feet, forming this radiant cloud.
Testing it, he found it could carry him at extreme speeds—like a pair of Kun Peng wings lifting him aloft.
“I refuse to believe you can withstand *everything*!”
A Rain Clan elder bellowed, leading the group in another joint invocation.
When the **eighth lotus** bloomed, the heavens **resonated**. A terrifying aura erupted, drawing the attention of every marquis in the capital. They soared into the skies, watching intently.
**BOOM!**
A vast waterfall descended. The lotus bloomed, its massive, crystalline petals slicing through everything. The power of water was omnipresent.
Shi Hao endured tremendous pressure, yet still, he **devoured**. Around him, glyphs now materialized into weapons—bells, towers, swords, cauldrons—all humming, clanging, arrayed around him.
Even more startling—**shadowy figures** began to appear around him.
**Gods and demons danced together!**
At this moment, Shi Hao felt **limitless power**. Every movement seemed capable of shattering heaven and earth. The auspicious cloud beneath him allowed him to dart through the void at will.
His divine body brimmed with energy—so much that he felt close to bursting.
Transforming into a blazing streak of light, he lunged at the colossal lotus—his gaze locking onto every last member of the Rain Clan.
This was **war**.
And he would **end it**.
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