The Lightning Child stood with an extraordinary aura, bathed in golden radiance amidst crackling thunder, resembling a war god. He was among the finest of the first-generation prodigies, renowned for his might.
**”Boom!”**
Above his head, a bone pagoda materialized, exuding a terrifying presence as strands of divine light cascaded down, shielding his form.
**”Clang!”**
Then, his palm ignited with brilliance as a golden celestial halberd manifested in his grip. He pointed it diagonally toward the southern sky—its edge razor-sharp, its aura overwhelming.
One after another, intricate and mysterious glyphs etched themselves onto the halberd. This was no ordinary weapon of metal, but one forged from pure lightning!
**”Die!”**
The Lightning Child struck first, charging toward Shi Hao. He knew this battle was inevitable—better to seize the initiative.
Swinging the halberd, he unleashed a golden storm of mist and blinding radiance, shaking the heavens and earth with its resonance.
The force of this strike was terrifying!
Shi Hao did not underestimate him. This man was a prodigy in the Dao of Thunder, born amidst a tempestuous storm, baptized by heavenly lightning yet surviving, blessed by the heavens with supreme runes.
With a metallic ring, Shi Hao summoned a radiant halberd of his own—gleaming, crystalline, forged from lightning yet exuding the killing intent of steel.
**”Boom!”**
He swung it forth, clashing against the golden halberd in a collision of titanic forces, neither yielding an inch.
At that moment, blinding light erupted, illuminating the entire platform as if it were midday. The brilliance was so intense that onlookers instinctively shut their eyes.
The two weapons, both manifestations of lightning, exploded upon impact, flooding the void with golden electricity.
**”Rumble—!”**
The world trembled as if the heavens were collapsing. Thunder roared like the wails of ghosts and gods. Arcs of lightning filled every inch of space, churning like a golden sea.
Many cursed aloud.
The duel between these two had far-reaching consequences, forcing bystanders to defend themselves. The only solace was that they were far from the storm’s epicenter.
Even so, many were struck, their bodies charred, hair standing on end. Some even tumbled off the golden platform, coughing blood.
**”Hmm?”** Shi Hao’s gaze sharpened. He sensed movement beneath the meditation cushion—the golden page was absorbing the lightning energy, trembling faintly.
At the same time, the Lightning Child also flicked a glance in that direction, his keen intuition detecting the same anomaly.
Shi Hao’s heart raced. This opponent was indeed perceptive—he too had noticed the hidden inheritance and was biding his time!
The golden page was concealed beneath the cushion, undetectable to most. Shi Hao only sensed it because he carried another page, their resonance guiding him.
**”Clang!”**
The Lightning Child’s eyes blazed like twin suns as he sneered, **”In the Dao of Thunder, you are no match for me!”**
His halberd flared even brighter, its edge peerless. Gripping it with both hands, he swung with overwhelming force, the weapon howling through the air.
Golden radiance erupted, accompanied by thunder and spectral visions of gods and demons. This halberd was like a weapon from myth itself.
**”Clang!”**
Shi Hao met the strike head-on, his halberd erupting with auspicious light. The collision was deafening, sparks flying as blades clashed.
Not just the sound of metal, but the roar of thunder.
Moreover, countless terrifying runes materialized—all manifestations of thunder laws—weaving through the void and dyeing both combatants in divine gold.
**”Die!”** Shi Hao roared, swinging his halberd once more in a relentless assault.
Simultaneously, the void around him sprouted dense vegetation, and azure lakes formed, encircling him like a tangible world.
On the other side, the Lightning Child stood amidst towering sacred trees, petals of snow-white blossoms drifting around him. Beneath his feet, vast earthen plains materialized, exuding boundless weight.
Clearly, both had elevated their thunder techniques to unimaginable heights, manifesting reality through sheer will.
**”Crack!”**
Their clash triggered a cataclysmic explosion, distorting the void and turning the battleground into a vortex of destruction.
**”Perish!”** the Lightning Child bellowed. His strength was undeniable—endowed by heaven, wreathed in lightning, hailed as the Child of Thunder. His mastery of thunder was awe-inspiring!
Before him, 108 heavenly dragons materialized, each formed from runes, their deafening roars shaking souls.
Moreover, the bone pagoda above his head glowed, infusing the dragons with sacred energy, making them lifelike. Their eyes snapped open, and they lunged at Shi Hao with killing intent.
As the Lightning Child, his artifacts naturally resonated with thunder.
**”Roar—!”**
The dragons’ cries made the heavens tremble. These thunder-forged behemoths surged forth, their scales glinting, claws razor-sharp, maws gaping to devour Shi Hao whole.
**”Boom!”**
Shi Hao activated his own artifact—a cauldron hovering above his head for defense, though it did not unleash its celestial river. Instead, it focused on countering the bone pagoda.
At the same time, wings of lightning sprouted from his back, infused with the power of the Kun Peng. The fusion of these two laws amplified his aura, and he charged forward.
**”Clang!”**
Weapons clashed, dragons roared, and the battle escalated.
For a moment, Shi Hao seemed overwhelmed, engulfed by the writhing dragons. Their scales gleamed coldly, claws slashed lethally, and gaping maws threatened to swallow him whole.
**”Pfft!”**
Shi Hao channeled the Kun Peng’s power through his lightning, fighting with desperate ferocity. He shattered several dragons, their “blood” spraying—actually crimson lightning.
The Lightning Child’s eyes flashed, unleashing two unique bolts—one black, one white—that pierced Shi Hao’s defenses and exploded near his neck, drawing blood.
The crowd gasped. The Lightning Child’s power had been severely underestimated—his techniques were horrifying, his combat prowess staggering.
**”Boom!”**
Shi Hao’s gaze hardened. Yin and Yang energies surged into his hands as he formed a seal, then struck out violently. The collision of extreme opposites birthed wisps of chaotic energy.
**”Pfft!”**
The Lightning Child coughed blood, sent flying before stabilizing amidst the storm. Arcs crackled around him as he glared coldly at Shi Hao.
**”This ends now!”** Shi Hao declared. After a hundred exchanges, it was time for the killing blow.
**”I’ll take your life!”** Though wounded, the Lightning Child remained arrogant. Suddenly, a blinding light erupted from his crown, piercing the heavens.
**”What?!”**
Everyone stared in shock, even those locked in their own battles. The spectacle was too astonishing.
A thunderbolt shot from his skull, tearing through the firmament. Its power was terrifying, carrying traces of immortal energy.
**”Dreadful! No wonder it’s a heaven-bestowed rune—such fluctuations!”**
It was clear that only through this innate bone could the Lightning Child unleash his full might. Without it, his flesh alone could never achieve such power.
In an instant, the thunder condensed into a radiant pattern, hurtling toward Shi Hao to suppress him!
This was a first-generation treasure technique—a thunder rune gifted by the heavens, now manifesting its boundless might!
**”Hum!”**
Shi Hao’s body glowed as the mysteries of reincarnation surfaced. Simultaneously, his fists ignited with Kun Peng power. Unfazed, he wielded both techniques, confident in his victory.
But then—something shocking happened.
The Lightning Child’s thunder, infused with immortal energy, suddenly veered toward the meditation cushion, drawn away from its target.
Shi Hao was stunned. The golden page was absorbing this thunder technique, growing even more resplendent. It trembled violently, as if struggling to break free from beneath the cushion.
**”No!”** The Lightning Child panicked. His technique had failed, and Shi Hao was already upon him.
Seizing the moment, Shi Hao lunged forward, his fist tearing through the thunder barrier and piercing the Lightning Child’s chest. Blood sprayed over ten meters high.
White ribs snapped, his heart cracked, then exploded.
The force was overwhelming—the Kun Peng’s power condensed within his fist, unyielding and unstoppable.
**”Boom!”**
Next, Shi Hao’s innate divine ability surged, hidden within his palm, shattering the Lightning Child’s body into pieces.
**”Hmm?”** Shi Hao moved to seize the thunder-infused skull bone, but the bone pagoda flared, encasing the Lightning Child’s remains and fleeing at incredible speed.
Shi Hao hesitated to pursue—something more critical demanded his attention.
The golden page trembled violently, threatening to overturn the cushion. As a result, runes erupted, destabilizing the azure bone book, which teetered on the edge of falling.
The Scorpion, the Jade Mantis, and other deities within the secret realm acted in unison, channeling their utmost power to seize the bone.
The golden page’s disturbance had triggered the restrictions, lifting the cushion and nearly freeing the azure bone. The deities’ combined efforts finally dislodged it!
Suddenly, a streak of light wrapped around the bone book, yanking it away from the golden platform.
**”Damn it!”**
**”You! Die!”**
The crowd erupted, especially the deities, who were livid. After such effort, someone had snatched their prize mid-air.
The culprit was a man clad in radiant immortal-feather armor—the inheritor of the Immortal Palace. He had lain in wait, biding his time.
**”Great Teleportation Rune!”** someone exclaimed. The streak of light was a talisman crafted by the Immortal Palace’s elders—a divine artifact capable of shifting mountains and seas in an instant.
Shi Hao’s gaze deepened. He had suspected this man’s presence. Armed with the Void Halberd, he could have arrived even earlier. He had clearly been waiting for the restrictions to weaken before striking.
**”Boom!”**
The teleportation rune failed to escape, colliding with a radiant barrier.
The Golden Lamp Man had activated his artifact—a divine lamp shining like a sun, its light forming an imprisoning dome that trapped the talisman.
**”I’ve been waiting for you!”** the Golden Lamp Man growled, pouncing like a prehistoric beast to slay the Immortal Palace inheritor and reclaim the bone.
Simultaneously, others joined the fray, battling for the legacy of Yuan Tian the Supreme. The final moment had arrived.
Shi Hao’s eyes blazed as he lunged toward the cushion. To him, the golden page was far more valuable than the azure bone!
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