Shi Hao grabbed him and slapped hard, the sound cracking like thunder. The young Underworldperson’s eyes were dazzled, ears ringing, blood gushing from mouth and nose.
“Do you call cultivators from the lower realms ‘underlings,’ thinking yourself superior and sacred?” Shi Hao asked, increasing the force, slapping with all his might.
The Underworldperson’s lips swelled, darkened to a purple-black bruised like mud, his teeth shattered flying out, bloodied and all.
He became enraged; when had he ever been treated so shamefully? This pain was not just physical, but pierced his very soul, making him feel humiliated beyond endurance. For one of his status, such a fate was intolerable.
“You…stop at once!” He growled, his eyes filled with malice and fury.
“Not yet subdued?” Shi Hao said nothing more but slapped again, flattening his nasal bridge, leaving his face twisted and disfigured.
A young elite of the Underworldclan, protected by divine servants, had still suffered this disgrace. In his rage, he nearly fainted.
“You’ll pay for this…” his swollen lips resembled a steamed bun, roaring like a wild beast from his throat.
He knew that pleading would be useless. In the hands of such a ‘fiend,’ he was destined for severe punishment—perhaps even death.
“Still faking defiance? Arrogant fool, you think because you’ve attained a Vajra Body, your face as thick as three feet, that you’re impervious to slaps?” Shi Hao spoke, continuing his assault.
Crackling sounds echoed continuously. The crowd watched agape—this was too audacious. Usually, cultivators would kill outright, but today it had deteriorated to this ridiculous stage.
The hapless Underworldclan cultivator prompted silent sympathy from the observers.
Needless to say, some were displeased—the Western Religion followers. Why use a Vajra Body as a metaphor? This was intolerable… yet Patience was necessary, for he was simply too fierce.
Undoubtedly, this barrage of slaps left everyone astonished!
“Learn a lesson: don’t presume your high origin makes you superior. You’re just nothing. Your ghostly aura, half-dead and half-alive, resembles nothing more than a grave-rising corpse. What confidence do you have to look down upon the lower realms? Seems you haven’t even evolved completely yet,” Shi Hao said while striking.
At that moment, the Underworldperson’s eyes turned red, though their irises remained purple, looking even more monstrous, furious to the extreme.
The Underworldclan, evolving from Yin to Yang, mastered the transformation from death to life. They had an extraordinary innate advantage in cultivation, rapidly progressing and deeply insightful, thus emerging as a powerful clan in the higher realms.
Yet now, being mocked like this—compared to zombies—it was a serious blow to his pride.
“You… crying?” Shi Hao feigned surprise.
The Underworldperson burned with anger upon hearing this. Indeed, tears flowed, though not from emotion—the punches had ruptured his tear glands, causing involuntary tears, giving the appearance of crying.
Everyone turned, casting peculiar glances toward him.
Right then, the Underworldperson truly wanted to weep. This humiliation was unbearable. Clenching his fists, he longed to kill the foe immediately, but was now old and frail, his eyes clouding, powerless to retaliate.
“You are a Underworldperson, also called a ghost, and such a crybaby—aptly named ‘Crying Ghost,'” Shi Hao muttered.
Cursed was this title; the Underworldperson longed to devour him!
With one final slap, Shi Hao shattered his Underworldbones, throwing him to the ground, for time was limited, and delaying further would allow the other two to recover.
He turned to the other youth, saying, “Though you bear no kindness toward me, you’re not talkative, nor are you too insufferable. Stand aside for now.” Shi Hao stamped his foot, cracking the young man’s bones from the Immortal Mountain, robbing him of combat ability.
Then, he seized the black-robed girl, grinning to reveal white teeth, and said, “You spoke so arrogantly about borrowing my treasures, acting as if it were your right. I wonder where your audacity comes from—because you’re a fledgling False God who just lit his divine flame?”
Needless to say, Shi Hao never allowed himself to be wronged or oppressed. Rushing forward, both hands swinging, after a series of slaps, he finally exhaled in relief.
Trembling from the The Garden of Magic Sunflowersblack-robed woman, still in her elderly state, limbs stiff and weak, coughed blood and shrieked in fury.
She felt humiliated and fearful. Once a young beauty, now wrinkled and aged, her withered skin made her feel death would be merciful.
She truly feared being trapped in this state forever—it was a nightmare. And now, struck again publicly, she was naturally furious.
“Presuming to command like royalty, do you think you’re someone special?” Shi Hao taunted, slapping her a few more times before saying, “Your face must be thick indeed—it took me until my hand was numb just to make you feel pain. No wonder you dared speak such words.”
Just then, the Wheel of Rebirth receded, the time limit reached. The Underworldperson and the Immortal Mountain youth lay crushed, unable to retaliate, still under Shi Hao’s suppressive force.
In Shi Hao’s grip, the black-robed woman rapidly rejuvenated, her divine power returning. Her wrinkled skin turned luminous and youthful, her vitality surging. Her glossy black hair cascaded, eyes like dark suns radiating formidable light.
She let out a piercing shriek. Her entire head of black hair erupted, piercing toward Shi Hao’s head. Roots emerged from her body, wrapping around his flesh, attempting to drain his essence.
Born from Kuiflowers, she now revealed her innate talents.
With a Boom, brilliant light erupted from Shi Hao’s body, with glowing runes shining like a celestial armor, radiant and sacred.
His flesh was powerful, surpassing even the The Indestructible Diamond Body, harder than gold and stone, fortified by Runes. The roots could not pierce his jade-like flesh.
Shi Hao, his body like jade, wearing an indestructible golden armor, resonated metallically as he struck. His arm shot forward, grabbing the black-robed woman’s throat, lifting her up.
“Die!”
Though at a disadvantage, the black-robed woman still exuded confidence, her eyes icy black and brilliant, her entire body radiating Solar Runes.
She invoked her sacred art, manifesting a black sun around her, attacking Shi Hao.
Unshaken, Shi Hao’s arm turned golden, covered with Kunpeng Runes, his flesh already formidable, enhanced with Kunpeng strength—unparalleled in this realm.
Only the descendants of the upper realms’ first generations or celestial elites could rival him.
“Crack!”
This sound chilled many onlookers. The black-robed woman screamed in pain, her neck snapped instantly.
Gasps echoed—the terrifying power of Shi Hao’s physique shattered her sacred art, broke the black sun, and twisted her neck, utterly frightening.
Of course, the black-robed woman had not perished yet. Her head remained, her soul intact. She could live on.
Shi Hao struck with his right hand, runes flooding into her body, sealing her and expelling her true form.
Before them, a black sunflower appeared, flowing with dark radiance, translucent leaves, brilliant flowers, and vigorous roots pulsating with immense divine power.
Delighted, Shi Hao held it up, exclaiming, “What fortune!”
Quickly, he began harvesting the seeds joyfully, almost drooling.
The noble youths from upper realms gawked, unable to comprehend this bizarre being.
Only the eight realms’ young elites, like Princess Qianqian and the Vajra Monk, understood, having heard tales of Shi Hao’s ferocity.
Moments later, Shi Hao held a handful of sunflower seeds—black, shining like ink jade, glossy and translucent.
Once indulging in beast milk, divine seeds, and pureblood divine birds, he now eagerly cracked open Magic Kuiseeds, savoring their fragrance.
“Heaven forbid! Truly an ultimate delicacy!” Shi Hao exclaimed with delight after tasting one.
This was truly… wild. The crowd watched in stunned silence.
Quickly collecting all seeds, Shi Hao was overjoyed.
“Ah…” Though transformed, the black-robed woman could still scream, raging at what had occurred. This was beyond humiliation—enough to kill her.
“What’s the yelling about? Just snacking on some seeds,” Shi Hao muttered.
“I’ll kill you!” the woman screamed, helpless as her true form’s power was sealed.
At this moment, Shi Hao tasted the seeds, realizing their immense divine power—three or four suffice to replenish all energy.
“Natural Golden Elixir, indeed a treasure!” he praised incessantly.
” The Garden of Magic Sunflowerswill never forgive you!” the woman raged.
” The Garden of Magic Sunflowers? Are they a sunflower seed vendor?” Shi Hao exclaimed excitedly, “Do they sell Divine-grade seeds?”
The woman collapsed mentally. At this rate, she truly feared going mad.
Around them, people exchanged strange glances, speechless.
Discarding the black-robed woman, Shi Hao leaped skyward toward the Divine Flame-igniting Magic Kui, radiating black light in the air, its aura even more formidable.
“What…do you intend?!” the Magic Kuishuddered, though immobilized, its black glow like a black sun in the sky, emitting a woman’s voice.
Shi Hao drooled, eyes blazing like he was eyeing a peerless beauty, saying, “Looks delicious!”
The mighty Magic Kuicollapsed inwardly—was there no justice? Truly a tiger out of its element being bullied by a dog. A Divine Flame-igniting The Strong One, reduced to being devoured for seeds.
Soaring upward, Shi Hao rushed onto the Kuiflower, hands flying. The seeds, brilliant like ink jade, rained down, collected by him into a jade cauldron.
Everyone gawked— The Garden of Magic Sunflowerswas a terrifying domain in the upper realms, a dominant force among plant cultivators, yet now in the lower realms, it met such a pitiful fate!
Satisfied, Shi Hao turned, gazing at distant figures, including Divine Flame-igniting The Strong One. Spotting another plant-type expert, his eyes lit up once more.
“Halt, grape! Leave the grape!”
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