**A Fist That Shocked the Gods!**
This punch was overwhelmingly domineering, piercing through the forehead of the heir of the Immortal Palace, sending blood soaring high.
No one had expected Shi Hao to be so swift and tyrannical—soaring through the air, his fist blasted straight into his opponent’s brow, his divine might unparalleled!
**”Ah—!”**
The young heir of the Immortal Palace roared, his entire body glowing, especially his forehead. Though fractured into several pieces, his jade-white bones protruded from the flesh, yet they still radiated mystical runes.
How could he be slain like this? With such an ending? He resisted with everything he had, struggling to stop that fist from penetrating his skull.
In particular, his hands instantly formed the supreme divine seal, erupting with boundless radiance in a desperate attempt to reverse his defeat. He refused to perish like this.
In an instant, the battlefield was flooded with countless runes, holy light illuminating everything, auspicious mists intertwining in thousands of strands, enveloping even the golden platform in a sacred yet terrifying spectacle.
Yet, facing all this, Shi Hao remained utterly cold-blooded. His black hair wild, his body stained with blood, he mercilessly drove his fist forward—**piercing through!**
The scene was horrifying, sending chills down everyone’s spines, their skin prickling with goosebumps.
What a domineering sight—a mere youth had slain the so-called supreme prodigy of the Immortal Palace, the one who was said to suppress the entire younger generation, suffocating all challengers.
With that punch, a gaping hole appeared in the heir’s brow, blood gushing wildly. His eyes lost focus, his spirit collapsing in an instant.
Even a True God, once their skull was shattered, would be beyond salvation!
The Immortal Palace heir’s physical cultivation had reached its peak, rivaling Shi Hao’s own indestructible body. For this punch to penetrate was no small feat.
Shi Hao’s fist dripped with blood—his own and his enemy’s.
Though his fist seemed dim, the power of the Kun Peng Art and his Dao were condensed within his fingers, unleashing the ultimate fusion of Yin and Yang.
Thus—**nothing could withstand it!**
Everyone was stunned, their hearts trembling as they watched the Immortal Palace heir’s skull shatter, blood splattering in a tragic arc before he collapsed.
This was a monumental event, one that would inevitably spread like a storm across all regions.
Clearly, the **”Young Devil King—Huang”** had made his name in this battle. Through his decisiveness, ruthlessness, and overwhelming might, he declared to the world—**his rise had begun!**
The young heir of the Immortal Palace, once peerlessly dazzling, had now met his downfall. This would send shockwaves through the ancient sects, shaking them to their core.
The so-called **”invincible”** had been shattered!
And the one who struck him down was likely not from any of the hidden ancient lineages rumored to nurture prodigies. All signs pointed to him being a lone cultivator.
As the battle concluded, the fallen heir of the Immortal Palace, lying in a pool of blood, was wrapped in sacred radiance and swiftly vanished from the golden platform.
**”A pity…”** Shi Hao murmured. The other party had a life talisman protecting him, allowing him to escape death in the truest sense.
He did not pursue, knowing from past experience that it would be futile.
Standing still, Shi Hao reflected on the battle, analyzing his gains and losses. The insights were immense—his Dao and techniques had been tested, and his path forward had grown clearer and broader.
Yet, he also realized how terrifying the Immortal Palace heir truly was. On another battlefield, the outcome would be uncertain.
Initially, the heir had been too arrogant. Had he fought seriously from the start, the battle would have been far more unpredictable.
Moreover, Shi Hao himself had not yet reached his peak. If not for the inexplicable surge of power from his tattered battle armor, he would have had to rely on the alchemy furnace.
Most crucially, the battle had dragged on for **over three thousand exchanges**, an exhausting ordeal that had pushed both sides to their limits.
It was precisely because of this that the Immortal Palace heir, in his final moments, faltered when merging several forbidden techniques, leading to his downfall.
Otherwise, his body should have endured.
In the end—**the heir had been too careless, too overconfident!**
**”Hm?”** Suddenly, Shi Hao’s heart lurched. A sense of foreboding gripped him, and he reacted instantly, mustering all his strength to resist.
No one, not even he, had anticipated this twist.
Right beside him, a humanoid figure materialized—**launching a killing strike!**
This was his most vulnerable moment, fresh from battle. While he had been wary of distant prodigies and deities, he had never expected danger so close.
**The Human Immortal Seal!**
Of all things—**it had reactivated!**
Everyone was stunned. This forbidden technique was truly unfathomable, sending shivers down their spines.
The Immortal Palace heir’s final act before death had been to form this seal. But before he could unleash it, Shi Hao had shattered his skull, ending him.
Naturally, the seal had dimmed, its power dissipating into the void.
Yet now, it had **reformed**, manifesting as a **”Human Immortal”**—striking Shi Hao in an unpredictable ambush!
**”Boom!”**
Blood sprayed from Shi Hao’s mouth. By the time he sensed the danger, it was too late. The attack was too close, the **”Human Immortal”** right beside him.
**”Ah—!”** His hair whipped wildly as he coughed blood, his body sustaining unimaginable injuries, on the verge of disintegration.
The **Human Immortal Seal** was hailed as one of the strongest divine abilities in existence, shaking the ages! Few techniques could rival it—this was the **ultimate forbidden art of the Upper Realm.**
He had truly underestimated it.
The others also shuddered, finally understanding the three realms of this forbidden technique—**Manifestation, Fusion, and Transcendence.**
The final stage, **Transcendence**, was this mysterious. It wasn’t just a reappearance—it was a **”transcendence”** beyond the caster’s death, allowing the seal to persist independently.
If one pondered deeper, it was chilling. If an Immortal Palace cultivator reached the pinnacle, could they truly forge an **eternal Human Immortal** through this seal?
Perhaps this was a path—**abandoning oneself, entrusting one’s Dao fruit to the Human Immortal.**
The implications were endless. The Immortal Palace was truly terrifying, inspiring awe and dread!
All this happened in the blink of an eye. In that instant, different factions reacted—divine arts erupted as some seized the chance to strike.
**”You dare?!”** The Great Demonic God bellowed, his hair wild as he charged forward, shielding Shi Hao.
Other prodigies and deities had seized the moment, aiming to eliminate this fearsome rival.
Shi Hao was critically weakened. Even without external attacks, his body was on the verge of collapse—after all, he had been struck by the **Human Immortal Seal!**
Under full force, without defense, **no one in the Realm of the Venerable could withstand such a blow.**
**”Boom!”**
Lightning surged as the Lightning Child arrived first—among the prodigies, none surpassed his speed. Riding arcs of electricity, he slashed toward Shi Hao.
**”Scram!”**
The Great Demonic God roared. Having kept a vigilant watch over his grandson, he had moved the instant the ambush struck.
Black and white wings spread behind him as yin and yang energies swirled, intertwined with thunder. Burning his essence, he struck with fury.
The battlefield erupted in blinding radiance as thunderclashes drowned out all else.
**”Swoosh!”**
A sapphire scorpion tail, ethereal and deadly, pierced through the void, aiming straight for Shi Hao’s brow.
The **Heavenly Scorpion** had struck—one of the strongest deities present. This attack was vicious and precise.
**A killing blow!**
Shi Hao’s brow glowed as he summoned the alchemy furnace with his divine sense. **”Clang!”** It blocked the stinger just in time, barely preventing the deity from impaling him.
**”Whoosh!”**
Nearby, a woman clad in black struck, her palm manifesting a dark vine that morphed into a spear, thrusting toward him.
She was **Black Orchid**, a plant-type prodigy, striking without mercy to eliminate a rival.
And she wasn’t alone—others seized the opportunity. Letting Shi Hao recover would be disastrous. They had all witnessed him slay the Immortal Palace heir!
The Great Demonic God raged, fighting desperately to hold them off.
**”You’re all so mean!”**
A small, jade-white rabbit hopped into the fray, its ruby-like eyes glaring. It opened its tiny mouth and—**chomp!**—bit down on Black Orchid’s vine-spear.
Spitting out dense Yin energy, it grumbled, **”Orchid stems taste awful!”**
**”Roar—!”** The Gluttonous Beast howled, lunging at Shi Hao. This was a rare chance—devouring this youth would bring immense benefits.
Its kind could consume all things, even refining laws. By ingesting Shi Hao’s innate essence, it could steal his fortune and enlightenment.
**”Fatty, you owe me—pay up!”** the rabbit yelled.
The chubby Cao Yusheng grumbled but acted, understanding the Moon Rabbit’s intent.
The **Third Killing Formation of the Upper Realm** erupted, blocking the Gluttonous Beast.
Yet others still broke through, aiming to finish Shi Hao. No one wanted to miss this opportunity!
Shi Hao’s eyes flickered as he watched them, but his body was too damaged to move. He could only rely on the alchemy furnace to block.
After barely evading several lethal strikes, his body finally gave way—blood gushed from his cracks, threatening to explode.
A young man and woman lunged—**Chen Qing** and an unnamed female servant of the Immortal Palace heir. Though usually elegant, their faces were now twisted with hatred.
**”A tiger fallen to the plains is bullied by dogs,”** Shi Hao muttered. After resisting multiple prodigies, he was truly spent.
And then—he saw **Yue Chan**, the Fairy of the Moon, streaking toward him like a white comet, striking without hesitation.
In her eyes, he detected a peculiar emotion—a complex killing intent that set off alarms in his mind.
**”Swoosh!”**
The Witch intervened unexpectedly, blocking Yue Chan. Her gaze was strange as she glanced at Shi Hao, as if she had realized something.
Shi Hao’s heart chilled.
**They had recognized him.**
Both women hailed from the Lower Realm and had crossed paths with him before. Now, they had pieced together his identity.
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