His gaze blazed like an exploding sun, emitting startling radiance that surged into the heavens. The beams of light appeared almost tangible, condensing into tangible forms!
At the same time, the entire coffin shattered amid a cascade of radiant mists, turning into swirling ashes. The silver roots recoiled, with many of the immortal grasses wilting away.
An immense aura erupted forth. Shi Hao’s flesh exuded surging torrents of vitality, spilling from every crystalline inch of his skin, gushing like cascading rivers flowing skyward.
Many children screamed in terror, falling onto their backsides. Er Meng, Little Rascal, and others paled in fear, while powerful warriors such as Shi Lin Hu and Shi Fei Jiao shuddered involuntarily and retreated.
Beneath the earthen mound, the fluctuations grew violent, as if a primordial beast had awakened, exuding a heaven-splitting Might and Majesty that shook all directions. The entire low hill trembled with a deep, rumbling quake.
“Crack!”
Visible to all, massive fissures spread across the mountain, radiating outward from the mound at its center. The whole short hill threatened to collapse.
There, waves of auspicious light surged like a hidden celestial sun rising from beneath the earth. Brilliant holy radiance swelled like a vast ocean, cresting and crashing upward in a tidal surge.
“My child!” the elder chieftain cried out, trembling with emotion. He stretched out his hand toward the void, yearning to caress the youth’s face.
Over a year had passed, countless nights he awoke in dreams, envisioning the child cradling a small earthen jar, smearing beast’s milk across his lips, toddling toward him, then growing into a black-haired youth gazing down upon the world.
The elder’s eyes blurred with tears; he never imagined he’d see Shi Hao’s return, never thought he’d witness the child alive again.
“Careful! He hasn’t fully awakened yet. Keep your distance!” said the Fluff Ball.
It and Xiao Hong raised a radiant barrier, shielding villagers from the overwhelming divine brilliance and the surging waves of power that would have otherwise blown them away.
Even the two of them marveled—the boy’s blood vitality had become even more boundless. His corporeal form, more resilient and fearsome than before, had been tempered through this calamity.
Bones shattered, flesh cut, reborn through the scouring impact of verdant rusted glyphs, and further cleansed by Supreme Emperorblood, his body emerged stronger, brimming with life-force.
Finally, the radiance faded, divine light receding from his eyes, his once piercing gaze softening into calm depth.
Fluff Balland Xiao Hong exhaled in relief. Surely, the danger had passed?
“Xiao Hao!”
The villagers cried out, rushing forward at last. They had waited so long, yearning desperately for his revival.
“Wait, something is off.” Shi Lin Hu gasped, nearly collapsing from dizziness.
The others trembled as if transported across a hundred lifetimes, as if stepping through past and future, their spirits lost in a maze of confusion.
“Retreat!”
Fluff Balland Xiao Hong were startled—the ancient tomb no longer pulsed with energy, yet still radiated such awe-inspiring pressure. They hastened to unleash waves of gentle light, enveloping the villagers and drawing them back to a safe distance.
Within the earthen grave, Shi Hao lay still, his eyes deep and unfathomable, his breathing calm. Yet he did not rise.
“Child, are you alright? Don’t scare us!” the elder chief fretted. They had reached the critical moment; an unfortunate mishap must not occur now.
“Who… am I?” Shi Hao’s profound eyes flickered with life, slowly awakening as from a grand dream. His fingers trembled.
The onlookers stiffened in dread. What had happened to him? Could something grave have gone wrong?
“Though no divine energy remains, this is still the force of Reincarnation. Keep your distance—it’s dangerous. He’s in a mysterious, wondrous state,” Xiao Hong warned.
Shi Hao’s blinding radiance had long since faded, leaving a quiet, serene presence. Yet Fluff Balland Xiao Hong clearly sensed an incredible aura—one capable of traversing the wheel of rebirth.
“I see,” Fluff Ballsaid. “He no longer has the Supreme Emperorbone. But his body has memorized all the glyph inscriptions—etched into his blood, imprinted upon his bones.”
Fluff Balland Xiao Hong deduced an astonishing truth—that for the past year, Shi Hao’s subconscious had resisted relentlessly, his will to live stronger than death itself. That had been the source of the Supreme Emperorblood’s reappearance, a final surge of potential to survive and obliterate the curse.
Though unconscious, his subconscious had fought ceaselessly, fusing with his body, cycling endlessly through ” Reincarnation”.
“Though the Supreme Emperorbone is gone, the glyph inscriptions and supreme technique remain active within him, imprinted into his body.”
“One might say he has stored this ability within his physical self, so that even without the true bone, it still belongs to him.”
According to their theory, once Shi Hao fully grasped and integrated these techniques, he could wield them freely, unrestricted by time, making them even more extraordinary.
Storing techniques in the flesh, making them instinctive—like eating, drinking, or breathing—it would become second nature, more direct and terrifying.
Of course, to further evolve and reach perfection, he would still need to comprehend and refine it until one day it became a natural reflex.
“His body itself has become a treasure—memorizing techniques through flesh, turning them into instinct. Truly an arduous and extraordinary feat,” Fluff Ballmused softly.
They both knew this achievement would have been impossible without the presence of the green rusted copper, which had forced his body to constantly counter it with Reincarnationenergy—his body cleansed over a thousand times by Supreme Emperorblood, teetering on the brink of life and death for over a year.
“The only concern now is that the Supreme Emperorblood might have dried up. This physical transformation demands nourishment from true blood,” Xiao Hong sighed.
If replenished with vigorous Supreme Emperorblood, this instinct would form even faster.
“No worries. I believe the true blood will return again, just as it once did—always finding a way to sprout, even stronger than before,” Fluff Ballsaid firmly, recalling Shi Hao’s past deeply.
“Wait, there seems to be a bit of Supreme Emperorblood left!” Xiao Hong exclaimed.
At Shi Hao’s chest, a small pool of blood glowed like a crimson celestial sun, bright red, intensely radiant, piercing through skin and ribcage.
“It was the spot where the Supreme Emperorbone once was…” Fluff Ballmurmured in awe.
“What?!” The villagers gasped, eyes wide with wonder, gazing at the glowing blood.
“Splutter!”
Suddenly, a sword qi erupted from Shi Hao’s body, cleaving his chest and dispersing the blood, sending it away.
“Was this instinct? Or an unconscious act—self-cutting to prevent the true blood from crystallizing here?!”
The blood scattered, transforming into a crimson mist that flowed into every part of his body, then burned rapidly, completing its final purification.
“Boom!”
Finally, Shi Hao suddenly opened his mouth, spitting out a jet of blood. This small portion of Supreme Emperorblood burned away into waste blood, rushing out carrying a complex glyph within.
“What is this?!” Shi Fei Jiao cried, staring at the blood-stained immortal grass, spotting a glimmer of green light amidst the crimson.
“Such a powerful curse—so tightly condensed, surviving until now—yet it poses no threat to Shi Hao anymore. He has defeated it!” Fluff Ballmarveled.
This was the Fairy Palacecurse glyph, the “child seal” implanted by Huang Yu into Shi Hao’s body. It had spread relentlessly, nearly costing his life.
Now, the green rusted copper glyphs had been nearly erased, and the last remnants, concentrated together, had been expelled via the waste blood, finally manifesting clearly under sunlight.
“This is that cursed object—how despicable!” The villagers were enraged. This was the very force that had cost them dearly.
The entire Shi tribe had poured all its strength into countless methods, yet could never eliminate it.
“Keep it. Perhaps Shi Hao will want to study it himself. It might help us understand Fairy Palaceshould we face them later,” Fluff Ballsuggested.
“Who am I… where am I?” After spitting out the blood, Shi Hao’s eyes grew warmer, gradually recovering awareness—from blazing intensity to profound depth, and finally to peace.
“Child!” the elder called.
“You’ve journeyed through Reincarnationlong enough. Time to awaken! Break free now!” Fluff Balland Xiao Hong both roared, using their ultimate techniques to project divine voice waves.
At last, the mysterious aura around Shi Hao dissipated, his Reincarnationenergy receding. His gaze cleared, and closing his eyes, he pondered deeply.
With a deep breath, he sat up, eyes brimming with joy and tears, gazing at everyone.
“Living… is truly wonderful!”
He had regained consciousness, understood his surroundings, felt the anxious care of everyone around him—Shi Hao was back.
“My child!” the uncles and elders cried out in joy, hearts swelling with emotion. More than a year later, Shi Hao had returned.
“Uncle Xiao Hao!” the children rushed forward, yelling joyfully, acting like A group ofmonkeys.
Da Zhuang, Er Meng, Little Rascal, and others howled like wolves rushing toward him, laughing through their tears. It was a moment of pure, tearful joy.
“Stay calm. Let’s check if any Reincarnationglyphs remain active—they might still be dangerous,” Fluff Ballcautioned.
After all, the technique had now been inscribed into Shi Hao’s flesh, destined to become instinct one day. At this moment of recovery, if not fully controlled, it might manifest unexpectedly.
“It’s okay,” Shi Hao shook his head.
He leapt from the grave, his body radiating brilliant light before instantly condensing it inwards. Standing on the ground, he smiled through his tears.
For a year, he had been as good as dead, buried in the tomb, saying goodbye to all, sinking into eternal darkness and Reincarnation, believing never to meet again.
Yet now, he lived. He saw the light again, saw the familiar faces—the closest of kin.
His blood vitality surged like endless rivers within, roaring with thunder as he stirred it slightly, radiating brilliant mists of color.
Then, he reined in the energy. All was well, and he was stronger than ever.
The children clung to him like little monkeys, climbing all over him joyfully.
“A pity. The Supreme Emperorbone is gone, and the last drop of true blood burned away,” sighed Shi Fei Jiao regretfully.
Fluff Balland Xiao Hong nodded with a quiet sigh. Had the true blood remained, nourishing his body, the “flesh memory” could have strengthened further into instinct.
“Is the Precious Artstill there?” Shi Lin Hu asked anxiously.
“My flesh remembers it all. The Reincarnationglyphs have already etched into my soul. It is still there!” Shi Hao replied, wiping tears from his face.
“Excellent! If true Supreme Emperorblood should return once again, it might allow this Precious Artto undergo rebirth, transcending Reincarnation—to a strength that might shake the heavens and leave a legacy to be sung throughout eternity!” Fluff Ballpraised, filled with anticipation for that day.
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