“I’m going in!” Zi Shan Kun stood on the altar, his purple hair wildly flying, his pupils radiating divine brilliance, as if possessed by madness.
He was a True Hound, seeking Shi Hao as a servant, but instead, Shi Hao had mounted him, attempting to make him his steed, driving Zi Shan Kun into a frenzy. This was an unbearable humiliation.
“Come back.” Outside the secret realm, in the Void, a frail old man sat cross-legged, resembling a desiccated tangerine—dry and shriveled into a tiny ball. Yet, the moment his eyes opened, purple lightning flashed from them, so sharp that everyone shivered involuntarily.
His hair was sparse, barely any strands left, showing his extreme age. He stopped the Zi Jin True Hound, saying, “Even if you go, you won’t be his match. Don’t act recklessly. There’s no fortune for you here.”
Upon hearing this, Zi Shan Kun’s face flushed red. He wanted to argue but only managed two words: “Ancestor!”
Everyone was first startled, then erupted into murmurs. The Zi Jin True Hound clan had only one ancestor—was it really him? This revelation sent shockwaves across the land; he was a mighty figure from ancient times!
He was a legend—back in his prime, a roar from the True Hound could shake the sun and moon out of the sky. That was the legend he forged.
In one battle, he had literally roared his enemies to death, including several sect masters, causing the silver moon and even stars from distant realms to fall, his divine might unparalleled!
Most astonishing of all, though he seemed at the end of his lifespan, he had somehow continued living!
Through countless eons, no one could fathom how terrifying he had become.
He was a primordial terror, a peerless titan of ancient times, a name spoken alongside the Gluttonous Elder. Usually, he seldom appeared, and few in the world had ever seen him.
“Zi Meng, if the young one wishes to test himself, let him go. Perhaps I can give him another beast-tooth talisman,” appeared the Immortal Tianzun, as his name suggested, looking no older than nineteen, youthful and vibrant, with strikingly handsome features, though his eyes carried traces of ancient sorrow.
“Never mind. That’s against the rules. Although he claims to be the supreme youth of the Hound Clan, he still falls short of the first generation. Our clan truly lacks worthy successors,” sighed the old Hound.
Beside him, Zi Shan Kun’s face turned dark with suppressed rage, yet he dared not utter a word in protest.
“You good-for-nothing! Associating with someone else’s servant, and you still dare to dream of supremacy? Daring to claim superiority before others?” The old Hound, Zi Meng, shot him a glance, causing Zi Shan Kun’s ears to buzz and his face to pale.
He wanted to shout that he did it out of courtesy, wanting to befriend the heir of the Immortal Palace, not wanting to offend his servant. But those words could not escape his lips.
Finally, Zi Shan Kun’s stubbornness flared. “I will still go in, even if I die inside!”
He turned to face the secret realm, refusing to retreat.
“Send him to the area where my Qin Clan resides. They can support each other,” said Qin Changsheng, politely offering to protect Zi Shan Kun.
“I’m not going anymore!” The young girl from the Azure-Scaled Eagle clan paled, gravely wounded, her body swaying as she quickly left the altar.
Everyone was stunned. Who was that young devil king? The right-hand man of the Immortal Palace, slayer of the Hound Clan’s finest youth, and even the Azure-Scaled Eagle’s heavenly maiden refused to enter again after facing him.
It was truly shocking!
Deep within the secret realm, a sapphire Spirit Lake shimmered.
Mist curled like clouds, making it seem like a paradise.
Shi Hao admired a vivid feather in his hand, clearly satisfied. Dense glyphs covered it, and with a slight wave, it shot forth sharp divine rays like a celestial sword. Accompanied by swirling mists and colorful clouds, it was a priceless Primordial Feather, belonging to the Azure-Scaled Eagle Clan.
“I wonder if that Hound and the Azure-Scaled Eagle will show up. But I don’t have time for you.”
Shi Hao put away the feather and stood on a bluish stone by the lake, pulling out his ancient Divine Eye to observe the clear, crystalline lake. He was searching for the Silver Dragon Lotus.
“Why isn’t it here?”
He wore a puzzled expression. The lake wasn’t large, and he could scan its bottom, seeing all the fish and shrimp, yet the precious herb was nowhere to be found.
Plop!
Shi Hao dove into the lake, quickly reaching the bottom. It was quiet there, no lake monsters, only a faint fragrance lingering in the water, seeping into one’s lungs.
“No wonder it’s a Saint Medicine!”
Soon, Shi Hao discovered the problem—the lake had an underground river flowing into other streams. He quickly followed it, unwilling to miss such a rare treasure.
This underground river was long, with fast-flowing water, its channel filled with a fragrant breeze. Shi Hao’s face lit up as he found traces of the herb, following its trail.
He chased for hundreds of miles before the current gradually calmed, then began to rise. He entered a vast lake.
Boom!
A heaven-shaking sword qi slashed toward him, nearly striking Shi Hao, enraging him. Someone dared attack him the moment he arrived at this lake—unforgivable.
Chi!
Another crimson sword beam swept through, slicing the water, causing the lakebed to collapse, terrifyingly powerful. Yet this strike was far weaker than the previous.
This made Shi Hao puzzled. The aim was terrible, not even needing to dodge—could it not be aimed at him?
He cautiously extended his divine sense and discovered a chaotic battle outside, with many figures locked in a fierce confrontation, including firstborns and young Supreme!
Moreover, there were beings who had ignited divine fire!
He realized he had entered a battlefield of chaos, not targeted personally, but caught in the crossfire.
“Oh no! The Silver Dragon Lotus is a Saint Medicine, extremely rare. Don’t let it fall into someone else’s hands,” Shi Hao inwardly cursed. He remained cautious, not leaving the water surface, continuing his search underwater.
Dong!
The water surged high into the sky, a blinding white expanse nearly tossing him into the heavens.
The aerial battle was fierce. This lake, spanning hundreds of miles, roared with waves that struck the heavens, filled with countless glyphs bursting into the water.
Underwater was equally chaotic.
Not only was divine power surging, but Dao patterns were densely woven, extremely dangerous. One misstep could lead to death.
Shi Hao cursed. This was highly inconvenient for his pursuit of the Silver Dragon Lotus.
And once the Saint Medicine was discovered, a supreme battle was inevitable, with all those powerful beings above descending to fight him for it.
“Reveal yourself!” He softly commanded, continuing his chase.
Fortunately, his speed was fast, darting through the lakebed, avoiding those glyphic attacks pouring into the water.
“Ah, I found it!”
Finally, Shi Hao spotted several silver lights. Though only arm-length, they were clearly visible, resembling true dragons, silvery-white and gleaming.
Boom!
The waves surged to the heavens, the area boiling.
Shi Hao frowned, clearly displeased. If not for the Saint Medicine, he would have rushed up to fight. He had nearly been struck by sword qi.
The silver dragons were even more panicked.
“Hmm?” Suddenly, Shi Hao was startled. He saw a pure white Celestial Form flash underwater, chasing after the silver dragons.
Had someone discovered the Saint Medicine? Trying to intercept it.
A slender white hand reached out, instantly grabbing a silver dragon. After a careful examination, her body trembled—clearly surprised and delighted.
Shi Hao arrived silently, unnoticed. He saw a woman—her body tall and graceful, snow-white like jade, charming like an elf.
Moreover, she was a master of stealth, so skilled that even at close range, it was hard to sense her. Had he not seen her with his own eyes and approached closely, he might have overlooked her presence underwater.
She struck again, capturing another silver dragon.
Shi Hao knew he couldn’t wait any longer. He was already close, and with lightning speed, he struck, seizing her slender, crystalline leg with a glyph binding.
In an instant, he moved swiftly, snatching both silver dragons from her grasp.
Clearly, the woman was shocked. Her ivory-white, radiant body broke into goosebumps, caught off guard, her body tensed.
Moreover, her entire body radiated light, activating a Divine Art to shake off Shi Hao.
This surprised Shi Hao. That pure white, flawless leg was harder than any treasure, emitting terrifying fluctuations. An ordinary person would be shattered alive by it.
“Come with me!”
He grabbed her ankle, pulling hard, attempting to subdue her.
“It’s you!”
The woman’s long black hair flowed as she turned, revealing an unparalleled beauty, her lively eyes filled with shock. She recognized Shi Hao, having seen him not long ago.
Her white robe danced underwater, revealing vast expanses of snowy skin. Her face was heart-shaped, crystal-clear and luminous, her lashes long, her eyes sparkling, her hair like a waterfall. She was beautiful enough to steal one’s breath.
Shi Hao naturally recognized her immediately—Lunar Grace Goddess.
Without hesitation, he summoned his sole Divine Realm to seal her.
The Lunar Grace Goddess’s power was beyond imagination. Her forehead glowed, emitting terrifying waves, her soul force overwhelming her generation.
Shi Hao felt a sharp pain in his brow, his vision darkening, nearly fainting. A normal Venerable One would have had their consciousness shattered, dying instantly.
He became even more convinced that an unfathomable power slumbered within the Lunar Grace’s mind—a goddess possibly in hibernation!
Nonetheless, he resisted. His sole Divine Realm opened, emitting hazy radiance, weakening that terrifying soul force, preventing it from piercing his skull.
Lunar Grace’s main body was alarmed. Recently, she had awakened part of her soul force. At such close range, she could effortlessly slay any heavenly talent. This was her ultimate trump card!
Precisely because of this, even most firstborns would not easily confront her.
Yet now, her strongest strike had missed. Not only had she failed to kill this person, but one of her crystal-white legs was now trapped in his glowing grasp.
“Die!”
Shi Hao lightly commanded, showing no mercy upon recognizing her. His right hand radiated light, glyphs intertwining, forming a palm-blade that slashed toward that slender jade leg.
If considering the past, he had a certain “connection” with Lunar Grace’s secondary body. But with this peerless Fairy, there was nothing but a life-or-death battle between them.
Therefore, he hesitated not, striking without mercy!
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