Chapter 662: The Unbroken Lineage of the Peerless Sage

All eyes turned to this place. Mingzi had actually been killed!

Another Primordial had been slain. This was absolutely a major event, especially since Mingzi was extraordinary. He came from the Land of Shadows, a place of death, and possessed immense power.

Even the Primordial who had chased after the “Bone Glyph” and vanished into the distance was stirred. From across the lake and the picturesque mountains, through the hazy mist, he gazed toward this direction.

“Grandfather… it’s really me!” Shi Hao transmitted mentally, supporting his fifteenth grandfather’s arm. His eyes reddened. After enduring so many hardships, he had finally reunited with his grandfather.

At this moment, he was filled with joy and emotion, yet his heart ached.

“My… Hao’er!” The Great Demon God, a man of iron will, trembled slightly. He stared at the youth who had just slain a Primordial, his heart shaken.

When he first heard the terrible news, it had struck him like a bolt from the blue, leaving him filled with regret and bitterness. The grief of an elder burying a younger one had pierced his heart.

Time had passed, but his heart remained clouded. The fifteenth grandfather seemed to have lost a part of his spirit, aging rapidly in these days.

Because his heart had turned to ash, the grandson he cherished most and longed to see had died, a blow too great to bear.

“Hahahaha…” The fifteenth grandfather laughed heartily, tears streaming down his face. This reunion was too unexpected, almost unbelievable. It was a miracle, a balm to his sorrowful soul.

Two black divine lions, five or six circling pure-blood Raptor, and even ancient trees quickly vanished from the area where Shi Hao stood, all powerful beings from the secret realm.

Soon, nearby cultivators retreated, only stopping when they were far enough away, too afraid to approach.

Even several cultivators who had ignited Divine Flame revealed expressions of surprise, glancing toward this place, sensing that this youth was a formidable being.

At the exit of the secret realm, upon the altar.

Black mist swirled, and a powerful figure appeared. Black-gold armor radiated a cold, dark glow, exuding an aura of death. A pair of eyes opened in the darkness, cold and emotionless.

He seemed like a death god from hell, making everyone shudder.

“Another extraordinary cultivator has been killed. Who is this person? How can his aura be so terrifying? I feel like he’s even stronger than the Divine Child of the Solar God Vine Clan.”

A cultivator whispered, feeling a cold, lifeless ripple, an ominous sensation rising in his heart, giving him fear.

Even the elders from various sects guarding the secret realm frowned. This person was Merciless and indifferent, having spoken not a word since returning, shrouded in black Shadowmist, making them all feel uneasy.

“It’s him, Mingzi!”

Someone cried out in shock, finally recognizing his identity.

Once the truth was revealed, it caused a massive uproar. Who was Mingzi? He came from a desolate and frigid dead land, a place some called the “Underworld.”

Being titled “Mingzi” meant his status was lofty, his strength immense, far beyond what any ordinary young prodigy could match!

There were rumors from the outside world that he had once killed a “Primordial,” possessing an extremely glorious record of victories, undefeated since his emergence!

“Little friend, who are you battling?” an elder sect leader asked, not mentioning his death but simply inquiring, also a way of preserving his dignity.

“A youth…” Mingzi replied coldly. At this moment, he had calmed down, neither angry nor disheartened, cold and ruthless, as if he had no emotions.

“It’s him again!”

This time, not only ordinary people but even the elder sect leaders narrowed their eyes, their divine light flickering, clearly indicating that this young Demon King had drawn their special attention.

“Transcendent and extraordinary, the young Demon King!”

“Truly amazing, so powerful! First, he slaughtered dozens of The Mighty One from the Red-Feathered Crane Clan, then defeated the Dragon-Sparrow and the Purple-Golden True Beast, then killed the Solar God Vine’s Jin Lie, and now he has slain Mingzi!”

The crowd murmured.

The Fire Demon Palace wept once again. Why did it always have to be them? It was truly too painful!

This was the second “Primordial” killed within the secret realm, both by the same person. Not only those cultivators who had been closely following the battle, but even those who didn’t know much about it realized that this was no ordinary feat!

In an instant, the young Demon King became the focus of everyone’s discussions, with all speculating about his identity.

“This youth is truly powerful,” the couple of Shi Ziling also discussed, worrying about Qin Hao.

The name “Huang” was mentioned again. Recently, the mysterious The Mighty One who appeared in the Five Elements State could only be him. He had left his name on the Divine Stele erected by the Demon Sovereign, overpowering Qin Changsheng and standing above the ten State.

“Open the altar for me. I want to return,” Mingzi said gravely, accompanied by black mist and the breath of Underworld. He wanted to re-enter the secret realm.

Deep within the secret realm, in the lake area.

Mist rose from the water, the beautiful mountains shimmered with radiant light, and misty Twilight glow enveloped the area like a fairyland.

Shi Hao and the Great Demon God left the battlefield together, for this was not a place for reunion. They had too much to say, their hearts unable to calm.

Now, the fifteenth grandfather had regained his senses, laughing heartily, overwhelmed with excitement and joy. He had long believed his grandson was dead, his heart filled with great sorrow. How could he have imagined that a living, breathing grandson would appear before him today?

In a remote location, the two of them jointly set up a formation, isolating themselves from the outside world, and revealed their true appearances.

“Grandfather, your hair has turned white,” Shi Hao said, his nose tingling, his eyes reddening again. The Great Demon God, in his fifties or sixties, should have been in his prime, his blood energy surging. Yet now, his hair was completely white, and his eyes and face were lined with many fine wrinkles, showing deep signs of age.

“Grandfather’s appearance may have aged a bit, but my essence, energy, and spirit remain. Knowing that you’re alive will soon restore my blood energy and vitality. Hahaha!” The Great Demon God said Heroicly.

He examined Shi Hao’s face, patting his shoulder, growing happier with every look. His most cherished grandson was not only alive but had fought his way to the Upper World and slain Primordials here, perfectly matching his temperament and embodying his style.

Although Shi Hao had already met the Great Demon God’s Spirit Body before, meeting again brought a tremble of emotion, a boundless sense of joy and Sigh.

Unfortunately, the Spirit Body from earlier had quickly perished, unable to bring the news to his grandfather.

“Grandfather, what’s this…” Suddenly, Shi Hao’s heart trembled. He felt one of the fifteenth grandfather’s sleeves, finding it empty—his arm was still missing.

He quickly lifted the sleeve, confirming it!

Earlier, he had seen the youth with both arms intact, but now that he had resumed his true form, one arm was gone again?

Seeing his grandfather’s white hair, the wrinkles on his face and the lines of age, and now this missing arm, Shi Hao’s heart ached. He could only imagine the hardships his grandfather had endured over these years.

The fifteenth grandfather comforted him, saying, “It’s alright, grandson. I am now a Venerable One, and I am about to ignite Divine Flame at any moment. At this level, I can regenerate my lost limb. It won’t take long to grow back.”

With a flip of his hand, the Great Demon God produced a jade Me from his palm, telling Shi Hao that by fusing with this Me, he could transform into another youthful appearance, complete with an unbroken arm.

He had obtained this treasure from an ancient cave dwelling while being pursued on Demon Island, left behind by a predecessor who had perished.

Shi Hao nodded. His grandfather’s severed arm could regrow. At the Venerable One level, flesh and blood could regenerate. It was just that recently, he had been wandering and fleeing, pursued by Heaven, and had not taken the time to reform his true body.

Still, he was not reassured and personally examined his grandfather. Finally, he showed surprise—his grandfather’s blood energy was incredibly strong!

“I swallowed the Demon Sovereign’s True Blood, but I couldn’t refine it, so I sealed it all within my flesh and bones,” the fifteenth grandfather explained. This was the greatest fortune he had gained on Demon Island.

Shi Hao was delighted. Upon careful inspection, he found that the True Blood was scattered throughout his grandfather’s flesh and bones, slowly purifying his body. Eventually, it would lead to a complete transformation.

“Grandfather, don’t rush to ignite Divine Flame. Wait until your arm grows back, and I obtain more Divine Elixir to brew a Divine Flame Dan for you, then you can advance.”

At the same time, he frowned, detecting a trace of Yin energy clinging to his grandfather’s bones. This was very strange.

“What is this?”

“You noticed,” the fifteenth grandfather sighed. This was a side effect of consuming the Demon Sovereign’s True Blood.

The True Blood of the Demon Sovereign—if even a fist-sized amount was consumed, it would be hard to refine. For an ordinary person, swallowing it directly would result in their body exploding.

Fortunately, the True Blood left by the Demon Sovereign had already had its innate killing aura removed, and all harmful substances were nearly gone.

Otherwise, even a True God who consumed it would suffer their body exploding and their soul being destroyed.

Although this True Blood had no killing intent, having been purified completely, it was still left behind by a deceased Taboo figure. His death had left a trace of death energy within the blood.

Although only a trace, for later generations, it was still troublesome. At first, the fifteenth grandfather could suppress it, but after being severely wounded while pursued by the Light Angel of Heaven, the Yin energy began to spread rapidly through his bones.

Especially, Heaven’s hunters walked in darkness, crawling from mountains of corpses and seas of blood. They carried strong death Breath and Gloomy Mist.

Their killing swords were the most venomous blades, nourished with flesh and fed with souls. When these swords struck the fifteenth grandfather, they triggered a sudden Riot of that trace of Yin energy.

After learning this, Shi Hao clenched his fists tightly and said, “I will surely ascend to Heaven one day and destroy this lineage!”

Whether it was his grandfather, Ghost Elder of the Sky Mending Pavilion, or himself, they were all at odds with this Inheritance, bound by blood feud that could not be easily resolved. He had already vowed to confront them.

“This is not a big problem,” the fifteenth grandfather comforted him, taking out a jar of strong wine and gulping it down. For him, this kind of wine could alleviate the chill of the Yin energy.

“Does the strong wine help?” Shi Hao asked in surprise.

“It does,” the Great Demon God nodded.

“In the future, I will find Divine Brew for grandfather. I believe the wine brewed by those monkeys who have ignited Divine Flame using Divine Elixir will completely eliminate the Yin energy!” Shi Hao said.

He had once tasted ordinary monkey wine and found it divine, its flavor exquisite beyond imagination. He could hardly imagine what kind of wine would be brewed by a group of monkeys who had ignited Divine Flame using Divine Elixir.

“The True Blood of the Demon Sovereign contains some Rune. I have grasped their true meaning. They are wondrous techniques for refining the body, capable of tempering the physique, gradually transforming it, and becoming stronger.”

The fifteenth grandfather demonstrated a set of Rune to Shi Hao. They were not particularly complex, yet wonderfully composed, combining ordinary bone inscriptions into something extraordinary, a Can be called supreme Inheritance!

Shi Hao silently savored them, deeply amazed.

The Demon Sovereign rose during a turbulent era, initially not shining brightly, overshadowed by many geniuses. Yet he advanced step by step, growing stronger, and eventually became supreme in the world.

Because he rose from weakness, starting with the most basic bone inscriptions, this wondrous technique also reflected that style.

Through this secret method, he continuously transformed, making his physique increasingly powerful, essentially undergoing a slow rebirth, bit by bit, Rebirth from the Ashes, until finally he stood above the Upper World.

“It’s similar to the Primordial True Scripture, both starting from the most mundane and primitive bone inscriptions, then letting them Sublimation, bursting into the most dazzling sparks.”

Shi Hao sighed, taking out the Primordial True Scripture for his grandfather to view, allowing him to verify and contemplate it.

He felt that although he had been diligently studying the scripture, he had not yet delved deeply enough. He should continue to observe it thoroughly, completely understanding it. At that time, perhaps he could use “the formless” to surpass all the strongest divine techniques!

Of course, the Divine Art of the Ten Ferocious, such as the Kunpeng and the True Phoenix, could not be abandoned either, for such Inheritance had already reached the pinnacle of the world, capable of protecting his path.

Understanding all Fa is one thing, but it does not mean one should abandon everything. One must still master several of the strongest Divine Power, just like a benevolent person wielding a king’s sword, needing Ferocious Artifact to protect the Fa!

“Child, you must always cultivate this secret technique. It may allow Supreme Blood to regenerate,” the fifteenth grandfather said.

His grandson had lost his Supreme bone twice, leaving him unable to let go, filled with regret, especially the second time when another grandson failed to save Shi Hao but took his true bone, making the fifteenth grandfather feel heavy-hearted.

Now, Shi Hao’s Supreme blood was dry, completely withered, no longer considered a Primordial.

The fifteenth grandfather thought, if his grandson fully recovered, how powerful would he become?

“I will cultivate it,” Shi Hao nodded, then seemed to remember something and said, “Grandfather, there is Yin energy in your body. Perhaps cultivating some Extreme Yang and Supreme Firmness techniques can expel it.”

He thought of the Solar Force of the Kunpeng Fa, then of the pure Yang lightning Divine Art!

“Grandfather, let’s start with the Lei Fa. I picked several Elixir of the Hidden Realm from the The Immortal’s Tomb. Eating one can quickly comprehend a lightning Divine Power!”

He had the Divine Art of the Suanni, the Divine Power of the Thunder Skyfinch, and of course, the strongest should be the golden page left by the Dragon Mastiff.

These few days he had been pondering this golden page, which was impervious to fire and water, could not be destroyed, but had no Rune, occasionally Voice of Debut, making it impossible to comprehend, leaving him a bit helpless.

“Let’s two of us study it together and see what’s going on,” the Great Demon God said, taking the golden book.

They tried various methods, all in vain.

Finally, Shi Hao threw this golden page into a Alchemy Furnace no larger than a fist, inside which were the Milky Way, The Immortal’s Tomb soil, all containing endless lightning, and accompanied by Xian Dao breath.

“Boom!”

Lightning flashed, boundless Lightning Radiance, the golden page underwent an astonishing change, absorbing Xian Dao breath, shining brilliantly in the lightning, becoming crystal clear.

“What is this…” Both grandfather and grandson were greatly surprised.

On the golden page, dense Bone Script appeared, all formed from lightning, complex and intricate to an extreme, exuding an supreme Oppression!

“This definitely isn’t the Inheritance left by the Dragon Mastiff!” the Great Demon God said, his eyes shining brightly, extremely shocked.

“This… how come I feel like I’m facing the Kunpeng Fa again? This is an supreme Taboo Divine Power!” Shi Hao was stunned.

“Unbelievable!” the fifteenth grandfather nodded.

“We two grandfather and grandson will study it thoroughly, then join forces to sweep through that group in the secret realm!” Shi Hao laughed heartily, his “bear-like” nature resurfacing once again.