“Hmm?” The Great Demon God was startled. His divine senses were exceptionally sharp, and he noticed that the figure returning through the light gate for revenge was merely a spiritual avatar. Though that first-generation genius had shouted fiercely, his true body was actually retreating, hidden in the shadows, and had not entered.
This was merely a ploy to escape—clearly, he had sensed that the apple-cheeked, seemingly shy youth was terrifying.
At the same time, the Great Demon God also sensed something amiss, realizing there were others lurking in the dark. The spiritual avatar had been left in the light gate to draw attention while the true body fled, attempting to slip away unnoticed.
“Brother, your concealment technique is impressive, but we see you,” Shi Hao said.
The figure revealed his true form—a man with snow-white hair, a single horn on his head, and a pair of silver-white wings on his back. He hailed from the Sacred Feather Clan and was an exceptionally powerful first-generation genius.
However, his condition was dire at the moment, his body covered in bloodstains.
“Scram!” His eyes flickered with hostility, his expression dark as he barked at the grandfather and grandson.
“Quite the temper. The one who schemed against you is gone, and now you vent your anger on us? Do you wish to die?” Shi Hao remained calm, his gaze icy as he stared at him.
“If you seek death, come closer,” the Sacred Feather Clan’s first-generation genius said coldly, his eyes shooting out two beams of silver light. His divine wings flapped, densely covered in runes, unleashing a terrifying aura.
“You’re hoping we’ll lose our temper and charge at you immediately?” Shi Hao said coolly.
The Sacred Feather Clan’s genius remained silent, his gaze frigid, a murderous smirk playing at the corners of his lips.
“I suspect you possess some formidable killing treasure, but its uses are limited. You don’t want to waste it, so you’re trying to lure us in for a single strike.”
Shi Hao found the man’s reaction odd—despite being severely injured, he dared to provoke them so boldly. Something wasn’t right.
“If you’re afraid, then get lost!” the Sacred Feather Clan’s genius said coldly.
“Had you spoken politely, I might have let you go. I believe in clear distinctions—those who don’t provoke me, I won’t provoke. But since you’re so ungrateful, I’ll send you on your way. And leave behind that bone talisman.”
Shi Hao’s body erupted with light as he expanded his sole heavenly passage, stepping forward decisively to attack!
“If you seek death, I’ll oblige!” the white-haired youth from the Sacred Feather Clan hissed. With a rustle, he unfurled a scroll depicting stars collapsing and suns exploding—a horrifying sight.
In an instant, the entire scroll materialized into reality. Falling stars and a detonating sun engulfed Shi Hao’s position.
“Be careful!” The Great Demon God paled, shouting a warning.
This was undoubtedly a terrifying secret treasure, a weapon of mass destruction!
Had Shi Hao’s heavenly passage not been so formidable, capable of weakening attacks and erasing runes, this single strike would have left him in dire straits.
“Boom!”
Without hesitation—since his opponent wielded a forbidden artifact—Shi Hao also went all out, retrieving his alchemy furnace and lifting its lid, preparing to unleash a cursed and lightning-infused celestial river.
“Hmm?”
Suddenly, Shi Hao was surprised. Before he could pour out the celestial river, the furnace’s three legs began glowing, manifesting a hazy phantom that devoured the stars and exploding sun, neutralizing the attack.
Coiled around the furnace’s legs was the silhouette of a true dragon, now radiating light.
This astonished Shi Hao. He had tested the furnace before—it was mysterious, lacking in offensive power when activated, but its defensive capabilities were extraordinary.
Now, it had revealed yet another peculiar trait—it had withstood a weapon of mass destruction!
The Divine Striking Stone had once joked that the furnace’s small body might have been carved from true dragon bone. Shi Hao had dismissed the idea, but now it seemed plausible—it was likely made from some extraordinary treasure bone.
The scroll trembled, and the falling stars and exploding sun vanished entirely, devoured by the hazy dragon silhouette.
At the same time, Shi Hao struck. With a metallic clang, a golden war spear materialized in his hand, wreathed in endless lightning—a fusion of metallic energy and thunder, a technique he was using for the first time!
“Time for your journey’s end!” Shi Hao declared, transforming into a blur. Golden lightning formed wings on his back, and with a single flap, he closed the distance to the Sacred Feather Clan’s genius in an instant.
The Sacred Feather Clan was born with divine wings—a single flap granted them unmatched speed. Yet, this time, he couldn’t create distance. The humanoid lightning closed in relentlessly.
First, Shi Hao’s speed defied reason. Second, the Sacred Feather Clan’s genius was severely injured, hindering his movements.
“Die!”
Both roared simultaneously, unleashing their full power as runes erupted.
“Clang!”
The Sacred Feather Clan’s innate divine ability resided in his wings. Now, they erupted with endless slaying runes—the silver-white wings vanished, transforming into two divine swords that slashed viciously.
“Incredible!”
Shi Hao was shocked. These silver-white heavenly swords were indestructible, slicing into his heavenly passage. Though their speed slowed drastically, they could still wound him.
“Boom!”
Shi Hao erupted with full force, his blood energy surging as he repelled the two silver swords. His heavenly passage expanded, grinding the runes to dust.
“Die!” the Sacred Feather Clan’s expert bellowed. Blood dripped from the horn on his head, splashing onto the twin swords—this was his innate essence blood, refining the swords and amplifying their power.
Undoubtedly, this blood was akin to Shi Hao’s former supreme blood, enhancing the swords to terrifying levels.
“Hmm?” A strand of Shi Hao’s hair was severed, nearly grazing his temple. A trickle of blood ran down his cheek—a minor wound from the sword’s energy.
“Time to depart!” Shi Hao’s eyes flashed coldly. Still refraining from using the Kun Peng technique or other secret arts, he instead unleashed endless lightning, submerging the area ahead.
A sapphire river materialized, expanding into a lake. The Sacred Feather Clan’s genius paled—his body was severely affected, on the verge of being swallowed.
Simultaneously, Shi Hao’s hand blazed with light. The golden war spear in his grip radiated overwhelming killing intent as he charged forward, his wild hair dancing amidst golden thunder.
“Die!”
The two clashed, their weapons ringing as they exchanged blows.
“Thud!”
Finally, with a golden flash, Shi Hao’s spear pierced the Sacred Feather Clan’s genius’s forehead. His expression froze as blood spurted high.
“Crack!”
At the same time, the golden spear in Shi Hao’s hand dissolved back into lightning, exploding violently.
The Sacred Feather Clan’s expert disintegrated, his body torn apart and charred, his face twisted in disbelief. The so-called “invincible” genius had been slain—cleanly and decisively—with a single spear through the skull.
Even uninjured, he would have been in grave danger within two hundred exchanges.
“Burn, sacred blood!” he howled.
Clearly, he was unwilling—he still had forbidden killing techniques he wished to unleash. But it was too late. He had already been slain, unable to manifest them.
A beast-tooth life talisman emerged, enveloping him and the scroll while also reaching for a gleaming white “bone talisman.”
“Hand it over—and be on your way!” Shi Hao sneered, flicking his finger. Azure lightning erupted, flooding the area as he seized the bone talisman.
The beast-tooth life talisman, sentient, swiftly retreated into the distance.
Meanwhile, the Great Demon God had already slain the Sacred Feather Clan expert’s spiritual avatar.
The grandfather and grandson wasted no time, quickly departing. They had no intention of taking the blame for the apple-cheeked little fatty’s actions.
Looking back, chaos reigned—shouts and curses filled the air, lightning flashed, and figures darted about.
The crowd soon realized the so-called “supreme blood” was fake, though the imitation had been flawless.
“That seemingly harmless, slightly shy fatty is quite the unscrupulous one. Not simple at all,” the Great Demon God chuckled.
Shi Hao examined the bone talisman—warm and lustrous, like carved mutton-fat jade, with strange symbols flickering and pulsing with mysterious power. This was the token to enter the inheritance grounds.
At the secret realm’s exit, the past few days had been anything but peaceful. Several first-generation geniuses had fallen, and some who had lost their life talismans had re-entered.
Everyone sensed that this confrontation would be unprecedentedly fierce—some first-generation geniuses might truly perish.
When the Sacred Feather Clan’s first-generation genius reappeared, questioned by a sect master, the crowd erupted in uproar.
The Young Demon King had struck again—this was his third slain first-generation genius!
“Quite similar to Hao’er’s style,” Shi Ziling murmured, lost in thought. He recalled his eldest son, his heart aching with sorrow.
He was waiting for his younger son to emerge safely before departing to seek his own path, abandoning everything to embark on a solitary journey.
“Grandfather, we should take the initiative. It’s time to hunt down those enemies who’ve troubled us in the past. Let them taste their own medicine,” Shi Hao said.
Before the ancient inheritance site was discovered, he decided to strike first.
After arriving in the Upper Realm, the Great Demon God had been hunted by the Heavenly Nation and pursued by a faction of the Qin Clan, suffering near-fatal injuries.
Moreover, on Demon Island, Shi Hao had personally heard how the Qin Clan had nearly strangled his grandfather to death, igniting his fury to the brink of madness.
He couldn’t tolerate such treatment of his grandfather.
The fifteenth master hesitated. He was a man of iron will, loyal and righteous. Even at odds with the Qin Clan, he had no desire for revenge—after all, his other grandson was still there.
Though he had no intention of acknowledging him.
In his heart, he thought: Let Qin Hao remain Qin Hao. As long as he was safe and protected there, it didn’t matter if he had no grandfather.
“Never mind the Qin Clan for now—the Heavenly Nation’s people must be dealt with,” Shi Hao said.
He knew that a pair of prodigies from the Heavenly Nation had entered the secret realm, still relentlessly hunting his grandfather.
In the following days, the secret realm grew even more tumultuous. The young lord of the Immortal Palace made his move, defeating numerous prodigies in succession, shaking the entire realm and causing an uproar in the outside world.
While Shi Hao and his grandfather searched for the assassin pair, they unexpectedly encountered the young lord of the Immortal Palace and the Moon Fairy on the road.
“Hmm?”
For Shi Hao, this was undoubtedly a supreme adversary!
The moment they crossed paths, nearby creatures took notice, excitement surging as they recognized the Young Demon King on one side and the Immortal Palace’s heir on the other.
The young lord of the Immortal Palace was tall and imposing, his figure shrouded in hazy runes, his true features obscured. Only his piercing, lightning-like eyes were visible.
He was transcendent, his pupils resembling two blinding symbols!
This was a god-king-like prodigy, hailed as one of the Upper Realm’s strongest young supremes, his divine aura peerless, his body wreathed in radiant runes.
His black hair cascaded freely as he gripped a Void Battle Halberd, his presence awe-inspiring.
Beside him, the Moon Fairy was ethereally beautiful, her white robes fluttering, her jade-like face otherworldly, her eyes fixed ahead.
The pair resembled a celestial couple, a match made in heaven.
Shi Hao stood motionless in the void, his body crystalline, his sole heavenly passage enveloping him in immortal radiance!
At his side, the fifteenth master loomed like a demon god, his aura overwhelming.
Their encounter sent shockwaves through the area, stirring all nearby creatures. This could herald an earth-shattering duel!
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