“Roar…”
The young heir of the Celestial Palace was truly enraged, his black hair disheveled as he threw his head back and let out a thunderous roar, the sound waves shaking the very blood in people’s veins!
In an instant, a pair of black wings sprouted from his back, and nine ferocious avian heads emerged, countering Shi Hao’s three heads and six arms.
“A Nine-Headed Bird!”
Someone gasped in shock. This was a legendary beast from the primordial era, a rare avian akin to the Scarlet Ape, second only to the Ten Primordial Evils in certain domains—a creature of terrifying infamy!
Shi Hao’s six arms swung forth, each wielding the Solar Fist, golden divine light erupting and setting the battlefield ablaze.
The nine heads of the primordial avian spewed dark beams, clashing against the Scarlet Ape’s secret arts and the Solar Fist. The two combatants collided, their killing intent surging like a tidal wave.
Boom!
Fists met fists, palms clashed against fingers. Black feathers scattered, golden radiance dimmed, and blood splattered high into the air.
The battle was fierce, neither willing to retreat even a step. They charged forward with unstoppable momentum, each determined to cleave the other apart. This was a contest of pure physical might.
The Celestial Palace heir was arrogant and self-assured, refusing to believe anyone could surpass him—not even in raw physical power. A draw was unacceptable; he was convinced of his supremacy and pressed the attack relentlessly.
“Die!”
His gaze turned icy, his aura shifting once more. The Nine-Headed Bird form faded, and his right hand became covered in scales, exuding a terrifying presence as it lashed out toward Shi Hao.
“Hmm?”
Shi Hao was startled. Was this the aura of a True Dragon? The Celestial Palace was indeed fearsome. Of course, this was still just a “scattered technique,” not the true Dragon Treasure Art.
Yet even so, it was lethally sharp, striking fear into the hearts of onlookers. The claw left behind a phantom trail as it descended. Shi Hao kicked up a shattered fragment of a divine weapon from the ground to test the strike.
“Shh—!”
In an instant, the fragment turned to dust, pulverized by the claw’s impact.
This was no ordinary debris—it was the remnant of a weapon shattered in a battle between deities, a fragment that should have been nigh indestructible. Yet it had been obliterated in a single blow.
“Break!”
Shi Hao roared. This time, he didn’t rely on other techniques but instead unleashed the profound insights he had cultivated. His body glowed as runes condensed into a bell.
Within his blood, countless miniature “Dao Bells,” too small for the naked eye to discern, flowed rapidly. Soon, his entire being radiated an aura of the Great Dao.
Dang!
The toll of the bell shook the heavens. Shi Hao seemed to transform into a living Dao Bell, his body emitting ripples of power—a manifestation of his enlightenment during the Spirit Transformation Realm.
Combined with the Primordial True Solution, he had developed a series of extraordinary techniques.
Now, with his hands forming a seal, brilliant holy light erupted. With a deafening boom, a massive bell materialized around him—a fusion of the countless miniature bells within his body.
The True Dragon’s claw struck the Dao Bell, the impact resonating like thunder, shaking the very blood in spectators’ veins. Yet, it failed to pierce Shi Hao’s flesh.
Though the great bell trembled and cracks appeared, Shi Hao’s Dao Bell Seal ultimately held firm, repelling the Celestial Palace heir and forcing him back.
“What kind of technique is this?” the heir asked, astonished.
“A technique of my own creation!” Shi Hao retorted.
“Merely the pinnacle evolution of runes—somewhat impressive,” the heir sneered, though inwardly shaken. His prodigious talent allowed him to discern the truth, but it didn’t lessen his surprise.
Shh—!
Shi Hao’s body shone once more, countless blazing miniature swords appearing within his flesh and blood, flowing through his veins—another evolution of his runes.
In that moment, his entire being became razor-sharp, like a peerless immortal sword unsheathed, its edge gleaming with lethal intent.
Hum!
Shi Hao leaped into the air, his body thinning like a sheet of paper, transforming into a sword of annihilation as he slashed toward the Celestial Palace heir.
“What is this?”
Everyone gasped in shock. His body had truly become a sword—radiant, peerless, and utterly terrifying.
“Shh—!”
Not far away, the Lunar Grace Goddess intervened, summoning a bone shield to block Shi Hao’s path, testing his limits.
“Crack!”
A crisp sound rang out as Shi Hao’s sword-form sliced clean through the shield, splitting it in two with a flawless cut. The sight left onlookers dumbfounded.
This was truly demonic—his flesh had become a blade, and even divine treasures couldn’t withstand it.
“Die!”
The Celestial Palace heir bellowed, his hair whipping wildly. His right hand expanded, transforming into a metallic stele inscribed with countless runes—a bizarre and formidable sight.
“This is… the Stele-Shattering Palm!”
The crowd’s hearts raced. This was a renowned divine ability among humans, capable of turning one’s palm into a golden divine stele. At its peak, it was said to suppress all things in existence.
“Dang!”
The golden stele clashed violently with the sword-form, the metallic reverberations piercing eardrums to the point of rupture.
All wore grave expressions. The two combatants had continuously shifted techniques, each employing the pinnacle of physical enhancement—every move a masterpiece rarely seen in the world.
This was a series of supreme scattered techniques, pushing the limits of physical potential—a clash of the highest order.
Many sighed inwardly. At this level, the two had reached the absolute peak of physical sanctification. There was no further to go—they stood at the summit.
After another exchange, the heavenly sword reverted to human form. Shi Hao staggered back, his organs aching from the impact.
The Celestial Palace heir was no better off, his palm split open to the bone—a wound far from trivial.
Both were injured, yet their gazes remained locked in mutual defiance.
An indescribable aura swirled between them before erupting like a mountain flood. Their momentum surged anew as they clashed once more, their essence-blood burning, radiating terrifying light.
They soared through the air, defying the immense pressure of the golden platform, lingering briefly in the void as they morphed into divine birds and auspicious beasts, locked in brutal combat.
As the battle wore on, the Celestial Palace heir reluctantly accepted the truth—in the realm of physical prowess, he couldn’t suppress his opponent. At best, they were evenly matched.
This couldn’t continue. He hadn’t come here for a petty contest of pride—he needed to slay his foe and claim the supreme legacy of this place.
This was the Celestial Palace’s mandate: to absorb the heritage of Yuan Tian the Supreme, bolstering their sect’s foundation.
“Boom!”
In that instant, the heir’s aura transformed completely. Divine power surged, his hair cascading like a waterfall, his eyes blazing with silver symbols. An invisible domain formed around him, lifting shattered weapons from the ground to orbit him before exploding into dust.
This was an awe-inspiring presence—as if a celestial deity had awakened to look down upon the mortal realm.
Boom!
With a mere gesture, the heir wove runes together. Lightning crackled, thunder roared, and sacred laws enveloped him, rendering him nigh invincible.
Even the nearby deities inhaled sharply. He could ascend to the Divine Flame Realm at any moment—his foundation in the Supreme Being Realm was already complete. He had merely been suppressing his breakthrough.
Clearly, he was preparing for the grand competition of the Three Thousand Provinces, where all rivers would converge into the sea—a battle for a world-shaking opportunity!
“I admit, your physical body has reached the realm of indestructible golden flesh and imperishable Dao form—equal to mine,” he said coldly.
The crowd was stunned. This was the first time since his debut that he had ever praised someone so highly. Both had reached the pinnacle of physical cultivation, standing shoulder to shoulder.
Shi Hao replied calmly, “Fight on, and you’ll learn whose body is truly stronger.”
“Unnecessary. At best, it would be mutual destruction. I have no time to waste on you—this ends now,” the heir declared icily.
With a deafening crash, divine light erupted, arcs of lightning intertwining as he struck. Channeling his divine power, he formed a seal, conjuring the shadow of a colossal immortal before him.
The figure was indistinct yet emanated a terrifying aura—this was the Celestial Palace’s forbidden secret art, the so-called Immortal Dao Law!
With his hands forming the seal, he had manifested an Immortal Human!
This treasure art was none other than the forbidden technique known as the Immortal Human Seal.
Witnessing this, all were awestruck. This man was truly heaven-defying. Such a law was notoriously difficult to master and rarely taught to disciples.
“What can you possibly use to contend with me? In a true contest of strength, I could crush you effortlessly!” the heir sneered, his gaze frigid and words cutting.
Before him, the blurred figure grew more solid, swiftly striking out with a palm that seemed to materialize the Immortal Dao Law itself. The ancient hall trembled as if the golden platform might split apart.
The Immortal Human Seal was hailed as a supreme treasure art. Some claimed it was created by a forbidden figure who had reached the pinnacle of cultivation. Others believed it was a genuine immortal’s divine ability, left behind in the mortal realm.
“Techniques are merely tools. Remember—it is the person who is invincible!” Shi Hao’s body blazed, his internal runes boiling. The Reincarnation Runes within his flesh and blood awakened.
They formed a luminous barrier across his skin, infused with his recent insights, as he faced this unparalleled foe.
“Hmm? What is this?” someone exclaimed in surprise. Shi Hao’s body was covered in strange, mysterious runes, shrouded in mist and crackling with lightning.
“What treasure art is he using? Is he merging lightning with other runes?” People speculated that Shi Hao was finally unveiling his true secrets.
Yet, he still seemed to be holding back, unwilling to reveal his forbidden techniques outright.
Even now, he remained confident, in no rush to display his full power.
Boom!
Lightning surged around Shi Hao, the Reincarnation Runes within his flesh forming armor-like patterns of supreme resilience.
“Boom!”
The Immortal Human Seal arrived, its power overwhelming.
Yet, Shi Hao was equally enigmatic, swiftly dismantling the incoming seal. The blurred palm dissolved into the lightning, dimming as it made contact with the runes on Shi Hao’s body, both forces annihilating each other.
Shi Hao was shocked. The Immortal Human Seal was indeed formidable, beyond imagination—it could counter his Reincarnation Divine Ability, the two forces canceling each other out.
On the other side, the Celestial Palace heir was equally stunned. He had unleashed his sect’s supreme treasure art, a technique hailed as invincible, yet it had been blocked. How was this possible?
“Inconceivable! Just who is this ‘Huang’?” Even the other prodigies present were shaken. They had expected Shi Hao to fall, yet he had withstood the Immortal Human Seal.
“Die!”
The Celestial Palace heir roared, his vast divine power surging as he sought to overwhelm Shi Hao through sheer force.
Moreover, his body shone as Immortal Feather Armor materialized, making him appear as if he were ascending to immortality. Holy radiance erupted, dazzling and resplendent.
Without a doubt, he was now the most radiant existence, like a child of the heavens, the sole focus of the world!
“I’ll kill you!” the heir thundered.
“Dream on! Show me everything you’ve got, or you’ll regret it,” Shi Hao shot back.
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