Chapter 559: The Supreme Resurrection Plan

Shi Hao frowned, circling the altar, his heart agitated. The place was eerie and abnormal.

The altar was entirely crimson red, with many grooves carved across its surface. It required sacrifices regularly; a faint bloody scent hung in the air. Clearly, it relied heavily on life force to sustain its power.

“Is this truly good for you?” Shi Hao murmured softly. Regarding his younger brother, there were certain words he couldn’t press too hard, for a rift had always existed between them, never fully mended.

“This is my path, my Dao. You wouldn’t understand. Leave quickly—lest we be discovered.” Qin Hao replied calmly.

“Can this altar truly communicate with the Upper World?” Shi Hao asked, gazing directly into his eyes.

“Yes.” Qin Hao answered simply.

Shi Hao furrowed his brow. Since the War of Immortal Sealing, the connection between realms had been severed—how then could there be contact?

“You needn’t worry. This is not targeting you—it’s merely a bone projecting its power to nourish my flesh, blood, and bones. It has nothing to do with you, and no one can descend into this world through it,” Qin Hao said coldly.

Shi Hao knew that no matter what he said, his younger brother wouldn’t change his mind. He nodded slightly before taking out a Lightning Fruit—one he had already purified of all deathly energies—and said, “Take this. If you study lightning techniques, it will greatly benefit you.”

Qin Hao’s eyes flickered with interest. After a moment’s hesitation, he said, “Fine,” and accepted it.

Shi Hao warned him to be cautious while absorbing its power—never reckless. If needed, he could help him refine and imbue it directly into his body at that very moment.

Qin Hao shook his head and refused.

Shi Hao then transformed into an insect and left quietly along the same path, ensuring he did not disturb anyone in Immortal-Longevity Mountain. It was fortunate that the divine flame-holders who usually inhabited this place were absent.

Later, Shi Hao returned to the Huang Domain (Huang Domain) and used the ancestral altar in the palace to return directly to Shi Village.

Willow Deity had laid down formations, and there stood a grand altar within the village that connected the outer world, making Shi Hao’s travel between realms far more convenient.

“He has returned to Immortal-Longevity Mountain?” Shi Zi Ling asked with a frown.

Qin Yi Ning also furrowed her brows; she understood what her second son intended. It indeed benefited his cultivation, yet it would tether him once more to Immortal-Longevity Mountain, entangling him in a bond difficult to sever.

During this time, the couple had been living peacefully in Shi Village, their minds calm and at ease. For them, it was a paradise—a rare land of bliss.

But they both knew their peaceful life would soon end. They would have to return to Immortal-Longevity Mountain—it was the only way they could find peace of mind.

“Roar… Brother Hao is back! Take us to raid a ferocious bird’s nest! I want a Fire Phoenix—it’s so magnificent and mighty!”

“Brother Hao, I want a Silver-Scaled Leopard. It’s pure white, as swift as a dragon and powerful too. They say they grow up to be fiercely loyal companions.”

Shi Hao spent several days in the village fulfilling the children’s wishes before departing.

Soon after, Shi Zi Ling and his wife returned to the imperial palace of the Shi Kingdom, informing him of the matter—Qin Hao required the altar. If he wished to reach the peak of power, he must remain there.

“Why would that be?” Shi Hao asked, perplexed by the details.

“It’s a long story—one tied to a great secret,” Qin Yi Ning replied, slowly recounting the truth.

It turned out that upon their return, they had unexpectedly discovered that the internal conflicts within the Upper World’s Immortal-Longevity Mountain had concluded. Her clan had returned victorious.

Their leader was Qin Yi Fan, whom Shi Hao had previously encountered—his projection appearing beneath a tree amid flower rains, radiating serenity and divinity.

Through the altar, Qin Yi Ning had communicated with her parents in the Upper Realm, receiving secret knowledge and uncovering past truths once hidden.

Within Immortal-Longevity Mountain lay a mysterious bone, unfathomably profound. It was said that it might surpass all others in power, yet it remained sealed away, never used.

“A bone like that exists?” Shi Hao exclaimed, never having heard of it before.

“It’s not from the Lower World,” Qin Yi Ning replied, gazing toward the sky. “This bone is from the Upper Realm.”

The bone had not been born from any member of the Qin Clan but instead came from the forbidden land—an enigmatic expanse that even the major powers of the Upper Realm dared not enter.

Heavenly Sovereign Immortal-Longevity once explored this land and barely survived, discovering the bone resting alone atop an ancient altar. Though countless millennia had passed, it still bore traces of blood and faint signs of vitality—an unfathomable miracle.

It was known that once a bone left its body, it would inevitably decay with time, yet this one remained somehow ‘alive.’ Even the Heavenly Sovereign, mighty as he was, could not penetrate its mystery. His divine techniques left it unscathed, and he regarded it as a celestial treasure, studying it tirelessly, though unable to decipher the bone’s inscriptions.

All he could discern was its overwhelming might. If fully awakened, it might even crush him instantly.

“Thus was born the Supreme Rebirth Plan.”

Shi Hao, upon hearing this, already grasped the general idea. He felt a surge of awe and wonder—such a bone existing in a realm where ninety percent of the territory remained unknown and perilous, even to the masters of sects.

“The expanse of the forbidden lands is indeed shrouded in mystery and terror,” Qin Yi Ning sighed. “The Lightning Fruit you gave your younger brother—some have glimpsed entire seas of lightning deep within that region. The scenery is beyond imagination. The deeper areas conceal countless treasures and sacred ancient herbs, though it’s perilous beyond words.”

Indeed, even the Heavenly Sovereign nearly perished when he entered, barely escaping with his life. The discovery of the altar and bone was sheer fortune.

Other great figures, like the heads of the Zhu Lu and Zhu Hua Academies, had also ventured in—and never returned.

As Shi Hao listened, he felt drawn to this land where danger and opportunity danced like moths to a flame.

“I was born with the Supreme Bone in my body,” Qin Yi Ning continued. “The Upper Realm learned of this and believed it presented an opportunity—that perhaps the bloodline between your father and I could nurture this bone.”

Such a powerful bone couldn’t simply be implanted into Qin Hao’s body. It required gradual adaptation.

Over the years, through relentless study, Heavenly Sovereign Immortal-Longevity had made remarkable breakthroughs, believing the bone could be partially awakened and implanted.

Before Qin Hao was even born, the blood from this bone was refined and infused into his body. Each day, its projection was placed over his chest, preparing him.

Since his birth, everything had gone smoothly—the bone’s blood now entirely absorbed by Qin Hao, interwoven with his own life force. Its essence flowed within him, growing stronger.

For years, the bone’s projections steadily took form, etching a network through Qin Hao’s body, slowly solidifying into reality. It was nearly complete.

This was no small secret. The Heavenly Sovereign feared the awakening bone might emit fluctuations detectable to Upper Realm cultivators. Hence, he kept Qin Hao in the Lower Realm, to mature the process undisturbed.

Now, the time was nearing—soon, the true bone might be embedded within Qin Hao.

Shi Hao opened his mouth, wanting to speak. Although this process could propel Qin Hao to great heights, allowing him to roam freely in the Upper Realm, would the Heavenly Sovereign truly allow such freedom?

After all, the Heavenly Sovereign had risked his life to retrieve this bone from the forbidden zone, barely escaping death. Though he longed to possess it, he feared the risk.

“Implanting it isn’t what the Sovereign desires,” Qin Yi Ning explained.

The Heavenly Sovereign sought only the inscriptions within the bone—an understanding he could not obtain until the bone was fully revived. If Qin Hao ever mastered it, he could share the bone’s secrets.

Furthermore, the Heavenly Sovereign was no longer young; his vitality had waned despite his youthful appearance. Implanting the bone might clash violently with his body, possibly resulting in complete annihilation.

“I feel a bit better now,” Shi Hao nodded.

His true concern lay in whether Qin Hao could endure the actual implantation, fearing he might be torn apart entirely.

At present, the bone hovered between realms, suspended in the void, projecting its essence daily into Qin Hao, growing closer and closer to full fusion—soon, true descent would be possible.

“Will those from the Upper Realm come?” Shi Hao asked.

“Going up is easy, coming down nearly impossible. The Heavenly Sovereign cannot descend himself, only use the altar to guide him, instructing him step by step.” Qin Yi Ning explained.

Clearly, the risk was immense.

Thus, both parents were deeply worried, preparing to return to the Xuan Domain soon, fearing Qin Hao might perish. Anxiety gripped their hearts, yet they could not stop him.

To Shi Hao and Qin Hao, they were both beloved children—each in danger would bring them sleepless nights.

Yet this was Qin Hao’s choice. Even Shi Zi Ling and Qin Yi Ning could not sway him. This was his Dao, his path to walk.

“For one bone, is it worth such a risk?” Shi Hao murmured, knowing that his words would fall on deaf ears.

“It may be a bone of Immortality, a Celestial Bone. To unravel its secret might grant one eternal life,” Qin Yi Ning said.

After all, even the Heavenly Sovereign had seen it in the forbidden lands—displayed on an altar for countless millennia, yet still pulsing with vitality, blood still crimson.

It defied all understanding unless the bone bore some hidden divine force, existing in harmony with Heaven and Earth, eternal and imperishable.

Shi Hao nodded. His longing to travel to the Upper Realm grew stronger—he wished to explore its hidden corners and uncover their truths.

He further learned that after the recent war, the Heavenly Sovereign had suffered gravely, nearly dying in the Lower Realm, and other major figures fared no better.

“How is the Immortal Entity now?” Shi Hao asked his parents, eager to know his fate after all this time.

“I knew you’d ask—I made special inquiries,” Qin Yi Ning replied.

The Immortal Entity truly was formidable. Upon reaching the Upper Realm, he launched a violent campaign, slaying from south to north, challenging all who stood against him, creating great upheaval.

It was said that even ancient titans—masters who hadn’t emerged since the Primordial War—were stirred from seclusion to subdue him.

“Though gravely wounded, he remained undying, slaying two enemies before being forced to flee into the forbidden lands.”

Shi Hao fell silent—the Immortal Entity’s might had indeed caused chaos upon arrival, though his fate now hung by a thread.

“Hao, be cautious. If you ascend to the Upper Realm, never mention him—doing so will mark you as an enemy of all,” Qin Yi Ning warned.