In the sky, a shower of light danced like sparkling petals, scattering down as the radiant passage shimmered with sacred brilliance. Shi Hao strode out confidently. The Domain Envoy stiffened—someone had just inexplicably poked his backside! Unbelievable! Given his status, such an affront was unimaginable, sending chills down his spine. The exit of the passage had been dangerously close; had the intruder struck with lethal intent, the consequences would have been dire. The Domain Envoy shuddered at the thought. As a fragment of will from the Void God Realm, he was supremely powerful, yet someone had managed to approach him unnoticed. He pondered—could it be that one of the gods who once forged this spiritual world still lived? But that made little sense; a true god wouldn’t resort to such antics.
Nearby, many creatures gaped in astonishment. This guy was outrageous—instead of taking the proper path, he had simply carved out his own passage! Amid swirling mist, Shi Hao emerged, his bright eyes scanning left and right with a self-satisfied smirk. “Behold! With a thunderous boom in the heavens, the mighty Shi Hao makes his grand entrance!” he declared.
The crowd was speechless. This guy truly knew how to make an impression.
“Ugh, this little thief has no shame!” A creature from the Demon Spirit Lake grumbled from a distance.
“How did he get here? How could he forge a passage in the Void God Realm? It’s astonishing!” someone else muttered in bewilderment.
The scene buzzed with commotion. Shi Hao’s unconventional arrival had left everyone both shocked and scandalized. As the radiant light faded and the passage vanished, the Domain Envoy’s expression darkened. He stared at Shi Hao for a long moment before finally demanding, “Why didn’t you take the proper path?”
“Proper path? My body is upright, my path is righteous—I’ve always walked the proper path. As for this detour, I had no choice. The place was swarmed; I couldn’t get in otherwise,” Shi Hao retorted.
The Domain Envoy’s face remained stern. He wanted to interrogate further—who had sent this boy here?—but with so many witnesses, he refrained.
In the distance, the Fire Emperor, Stone Emperor, and other supreme experts exchanged uneasy glances. They had observed the vanished passage with deep unease.
“Little brother, you’ve finally arrived. I’ve waited long for this. Let the battle begin,” Shi Yi declared, his robes fluttering, his black hair dancing in the wind, his eyes gleaming with an eerie light.
The crowd tensed. The moment they had all anticipated had arrived—the ultimate showdown to determine who stood supreme!
“You wretched brat! You’ve tested the patience of Demon Spirit Lake time and again. Today, we settle this once and for all. Let’s see how long your arrogance lasts!” A massive spider seethed with hatred from afar. Shi Hao had slain a Jade Demon Black-Eyed Spider in the Stone Capital and later wrecked their mountain gate in the Void God Realm, smashing several palaces—an unforgivable offense.
Shi Hao cast a cold glance but ignored the threat entirely, his disdain palpable. The unspoken challenge was clear: if you dare, come fight me. The blatant disregard stung, humiliating the spider before all onlookers.
“Rise!” the Domain Envoy commanded, lifting Shi Hao and Shi Yi into the heavens. They stepped onto a golden path flanked by drifting lotuses and bubbling springs, exuding divine majesty. The golden road stretched into the celestial void, mysterious and sacred, drawing the awe of all. Clearly, this led to the Sky Battlefield.
“Whoosh!” The sound of breaking air echoed as many soared upward on their treasures—elite cultivators from major sects, eager to witness the clash.
The golden path seemed to lead to the divine. Shi Hao, brimming with curiosity, wandered alongside the Domain Envoy, occasionally plucking a lotus by the roadside. The Domain Envoy’s brow furrowed. Was this boy truly here for a life-or-death duel? His nonchalance was baffling.
“Little brother, it seems you’ve yet to grow up. Still such a child,” Shi Yi remarked with a faint smile.
The Domain Envoy said nothing. These two brothers—one an infamous troublemaker, the other unnervingly composed—were anything but ordinary.
“Why fuss over trivialities? Look, there’s a bird over there—should you scold it too?” Shi Hao pointed at two disheveled old men lurking in the crowd—Fine Jade and Glyph, the latter with a bird perched on his shoulder.
The bird squawked indignantly, “None of your damn business!”
The crowd groaned. What a shameless bird.
Glyph quickly hushed it.
As Shi Hao and the others traversed the golden path, they ascended as if stepping into the ninth heaven, entering a mist-shrouded realm where fierce winds howled. Those following could not tread the golden road—it wasn’t meant for them. They struggled upward on their treasures, but the higher they climbed, the greater the resistance.
“Not everyone is worthy to witness this battle,” the Domain Envoy stated coolly.
Soon, half the spectators gave up, crushed by the oppressive aura of the heavens.
The golden path carried Shi Hao and Shi Yi beyond the firmament, into an ancient domain where ruins floated amidst the mist—grand, solemn, and awe-inspiring even in decay.
“We’ve arrived. That is one of the Sky Battlefields!”
The crowd gasped. A colossal arena hung in the void, towering above the clouds, vast enough for two to duel upon. Its pale gold surface, inscribed with divine runes, radiated solemn grandeur.
“The long-sealed Sky Battlefield reopens at last! I yearn for the day when prodigies from all domains clash in glory!”
In the distance, amidst the mist, a blaze of divine fire flickered. A supremely confident youth gazed at the sacred arena, his eyes burning with crimson flames capable of incinerating stars. Behind him stood several pure-blooded creatures, silent and formidable.
“This one isn’t as grand as the legends describe,” murmured the Enchantress elsewhere, her bewitching eyes gleaming. Beside her, an ethereal middle-aged man replied, “The scale of the divine arena corresponds to the combatants’ realms.”
In a flash, Shi Yi and Shi Hao stepped onto the battlefield, standing far apart. Instantly, the air thickened with killing intent.
The pale gold arena, its massive foundation and towering barriers etched with ancient symbols, was designed to contain the battle’s fury.
“Who will win? How will this end?”
The question buzzed through the crowd. After days of speculation, the answer was imminent.
“Shi Yi has an eighty percent chance. His strength is flawless, his foundation unmatched. Shi Hao, though dazzling, lacks his original bone—his greatest disadvantage.”
Many agreed: Shi Hao was inherently outmatched.
“Not necessarily. He survived the loss of his Primordial True Bone, defying death to become a young supreme. If he’s already defied fate once, he may do so again.”
A minority held faith in Shi Hao.
Debates raged, but the consensus leaned heavily toward Shi Yi—his perfection was undeniable.
On the battlefield, two figures blurred into streaks of light, colliding like comets. The impact was cataclysmic, shaking heaven and earth.
“Boom!”
This was no ordinary clash—it was the meeting of two primordial titans. The shockwaves were terrifying, the divine force overwhelming.
When the dust settled, the two stood apart once more, unscathed.
The spectators trembled. That single exchange would have annihilated most of them.
“Little brother, your physique has grown stronger in just a month,” Shi Yi observed, his eyes flickering with annihilative power.
“Did you soak in Golden Body Elixir again?” Shi Hao countered.
Silence fell, but their auras surged, growing ever more terrifying. Shi Hao’s robes billowed like a god awakening. Shi Yi, too, radiated divine light, his pores exhaling radiant energy, merging with the cosmos.
“Yi’er, show no mercy! End him swiftly!” A golden spider hissed from afar.
Beside it, several revered experts nodded. “Brother Golden Spider, we received your invitation. Once this battle concludes, we’ll feast in celebration!”
“A grand event indeed. This Shi Yi is destined for greatness—worthy of the title ‘Peerless.’”
“Boom!”
Purple mist erupted from Shi Yi’s palm, carrying apocalyptic might as he struck. The sheer terror of the attack rattled even those outside the arena.
“What kind of divine art is this? It’s terrifying!”
Simultaneously, Shi Hao’s body blazed with crimson light, as if reborn from fire. He raised his right hand, pressing forward—a primal symbol glowed in his palm, erupting with devastating flames.
The true battle had begun.
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