The sky was a murky yellow, as if sand from a vast desert had been stirred up—though in truth, it was merely the distortion of the void caused by Qi Daozhu’s massive hand reaching out!
His domineering aura was boundless. Without even manifesting his true form, he crushed the powerful elder servant of the Immortal Palace with a single hand, reducing him to a bloody mist before incinerating him into ashes. The scene was utterly shocking.
At the Celestial Immortal Academy, everyone felt their hair stand on end in terror. A figure so powerful, nearly at the level of a Heavenly Deity, had been effortlessly erased.
“Boom!”
In the end, the place erupted in chaos. Qi Daolin’s overwhelming presence left an indelible impression, making his resolve and will abundantly clear.
He had once declared that those at the Sovereign or Divine Flame Realm were free to come and challenge his disciples—he wouldn’t intervene, just as he hadn’t stepped in when two of his disciples were driven away thousands of years ago. But if any outrageously powerful figures dared to scheme against his disciples, that was absolutely unacceptable.
Now, he was reiterating his stance: even if the Immortal Palace overstepped, he would kill without hesitation.
This was a true savage. Most sects had countless disciples, especially the great clans with thousands of members. But if anyone provoked Qi Daolin, he would slaughter them all, repaying cruelty with cruelty.
At this moment, everyone sensed his determination and understood the severity of the consequences.
“Old Qi is terrifying. Though infamous, his ruthlessness is a blessing for his disciples—their greatest shield.”
Even the higher-ups of the Celestial Immortal Academy sighed softly. Thousands of years had passed, and Qi Daolin had only grown stronger. Now, no one dared to hunt him down.
The once-young Qi had now risen to stand shoulder-to-shoulder with the mightiest sect leaders. No one wanted to make an enemy of a madman like him, lest their entire clan suffer endless unrest.
As for the others, especially the younger generation, after the initial shock, they began murmuring in awe. This was a true ruthless figure, one who didn’t even fear the Immortal Palace.
The earthen-yellow hand didn’t vanish. Instead, it reached down again, this time seizing the heir of the Immortal Palace.
“Heavens! The Immortal Palace’s heir is in his grasp—will he kill him too?” some exclaimed in horror.
Not just the academy’s students or visiting sect members, but even the academy’s guardian spirits, protectors, and dean were stunned. If the Immortal Palace’s heir died here, the repercussions would be catastrophic.
This was no mere elder servant. Whether for the sake of their disciple or the dignity of their lineage, the Immortal Palace would turn the world upside down. The ancient being who had slumbered since the primordial era might even awaken, unleashing a storm of bloodshed across the upper realm.
“Is… is he really going to do it?”
“Poor heir of the Immortal Palace. What a tragedy—first encountering Huang, then running into the monstrous Qi Daozhu. He’s doomed to die young.”
Many whispered, their eyes fixed on the sky.
The earthen-yellow hand held the heir like a giant clutching an insect, their disparity in size and power utterly disproportionate.
This was undoubtedly a major event, and Qi Daolin lived up to his fearsome reputation.
“If the Immortal Palace dares to move against my disciple at will, why can’t I kill theirs?” Qi Daozhu declared.
“Daolin,” the old dean of the Celestial Immortal Academy coughed from the shadows, offering a warning. If the heir was killed, his disciple likely wouldn’t survive either.
This was a vicious cycle. If all sacts acted this way, with elders slaughtering the younger generation, no one would be safe.
“You lost to my disciple. Even if your true body came, what could you do? I’ll give you a chance—go and merge. Let’s see how far you can go!”
Qi Daolin was a crafty old fox, wise to every trick. He had already killed a quasi-Heavenly Deity, but he wouldn’t kill this heir—otherwise, Shi Hao’s future would be fraught with peril.
Unless, of course, he could slay the Immortal Palace’s ancient fossil of a progenitor!
His words eased many tensions. Not just because they feared uncontrollable chaos, but also because the heir hadn’t yet reached his peak. Killing his secondary body now would be a waste.
Many wanted to see whether the Immortal Palace’s heir, at his strongest, could truly dominate his generation and stand unrivaled.
Judging by the power of his secondary body, the answer seemed obvious—his true form would likely be unmatched in the world.
“Death can be spared, but you’ll pay with treasures to redeem your life.”
The massive hand in the void shook the heir violently. With a thud, a fist-sized bronze palace tumbled out—a replica of the Immortal Palace’s supreme treasure.
Next, radiant light burst forth as the Celestial Feather Armor detached, its feathers scattering in the void.
Then, a halberd wreathed in auspicious energy appeared, covered in bone runes, the most extraordinary of all.
Additionally, numerous vials and jars floated out, containing priceless medicinal treasures.
The heir was humiliated, treated like an insect, shaken until his treasures spilled—a disgrace he would never live down, no matter how strong he became.
His face twisted in fury, his gaze icy, teeth clenched so hard blood trickled from his lips.
Everyone watched with mixed emotions. The heir’s misfortune today was undeniable—running into this master-disciple pair had stripped him of all dignity.
“Consider this a lesson, brat. You mocked the lineage of the Supreme Being, calling it decayed and worthless. Yet here you are, defeated by my disciple!” Qi Daolin sneered.
He examined the three treasures before tossing the Celestial Feather Armor back—it was the Immortal Palace’s signature armor, ill-suited for the Supreme Being’s lineage. Besides, he knew Shi Hao had his own seemingly tattered armor that could rival it.
Then he picked up the Void Halberd. At this moment, even the elders couldn’t hide their envy—this weapon was beyond extraordinary.
With it, one could tear through the void and escape in an instant—a priceless treasure.
“This halberd is decent. It bears no Immortal Palace mark, so it’s fair game as my disciple’s spoils of victory.” He tossed it straight to Shi Hao.
This old man… truly shameless. Infamous for a reason—whatever he fancied, he took without hesitation. It was… enviable.
Shi Hao was overjoyed. Since arriving in the upper realm, he had coveted this halberd. Now it was his, a weapon that would skyrocket his combat power.
In his battles with the heir, without his alchemy furnace, the halberd would have cleaved him apart. Its power to rend space was unmatched—even deities couldn’t withstand it.
Most crucially, with this halberd, even Heavenly Deities couldn’t corner him—unless, like Qi Daolin, they ambushed him and sealed the void first.
“Take this junk back!” Qi Daolin grabbed the bronze palace and slammed it onto the heir, sealing him inside before shattering the void and sending him flying with a slap.
“So many medicinal treasures!”
Shi Hao’s heart raced at the sight of the floating vials. Some contained elixirs refined from sacred herbs, even divine ingredients.
He swiftly collected them. This was a true windfall—just these medicines alone were invaluable.
Qi Daolin didn’t linger. His massive hand faded, vanishing from sight.
Only after he left did the crowd erupt in chatter. Many eyed Shi Hao with envy, jealousy, and resentment.
Shi Hao looked up toward Yue Chan’s true body, but she had already vanished, using a Void-breaking Talisman.
Clearly, Qi Daolin wouldn’t interfere in such “trivial” matters as battles between peers.
He considered pursuing her with the Void Halberd and a treasure talisman, but Qing Yi stopped him. The chances were slim, and she wasn’t yet ready to confront her true self.
This battle sent shockwaves through every sect.
To the major powers, Shi Hao’s threat level had skyrocketed.
Yet they didn’t underestimate the Immortal Palace’s heir either—he was now even more dangerous. His true and secondary bodies would merge, and he would undoubtedly appear in his full strength during the great tournament of the three thousand provinces.
The bald man left, reassured of Shi Hao’s safety, returning to his clan.
The snow-white rabbit made a pact with Shi Hao—they would ally during the great tournament to seize opportunities—before hopping away.
The chubby boy grinned warmly, waved, and departed.
Under the tranquil moonlight, Shi Hao and Qing Yi strolled together.
“I must leave soon. The great convergence is near, and the battles will begin,” Qing Yi murmured. She wouldn’t compete in the Celestial Immortal Province but elsewhere.
Shi Hao invited her to travel together.
She declined, saying she needed to visit a mysterious land alone for quiet reflection.
Shi Hao understood—she was likely preparing to sever ties with her true self during the upcoming battles.
“Then we’ll meet in the tournament. Watch me slay the strong, and I’ll treat you to delicacies,” Shi Hao joked.
Qing Yi sighed, knowing he meant roasting powerful creatures.
Beneath the soft moonlight, they walked side by side, peaceful and harmonious, like an immortal couple.
Students of the Celestial Immortal Academy saw them but didn’t disturb them.
Qing Yi left, and Shi Hao returned to the Supreme Being’s Dao Field.
“I’m leaving,” Qi Daolin announced the moment Shi Hao arrived.
“Old man, you’re shameless—copying Qing Yi?” Shi Hao muttered. She had just said the same thing.
“Impudent brat! What nonsense are you spouting? Do I have time to spy on you?” Qi Daolin glared.
Seeing his seriousness, Shi Hao straightened up and listened.
“Ten beams of immortal light erupted from the Three-World Bronze Coffin. Something’s amiss in the depths of the Untamed Wasteland. I must investigate,” he said, frowning.
Over the past two days, he had gathered some information.
Shi Hao’s heart clenched. “Those who entered died. Are you… risking it?”
“There are death zones, but also areas controlled by sects. I won’t take reckless risks,” Qi Daolin assured.
Shi Hao relaxed. The old man had survived this long, evading sect hunts—he surely had his methods.
But then he frowned again. His infamous backer was leaving just as he’d gained him—hardly ideal.
“Before I go, I have words for you. Then I’ll visit a crucial place in Fire Province before disappearing for a long time. Be careful.”
Shi Hao nodded. He too would soon depart to find the Divine Striking Stone and the Imperial Butterfly before joining the tournament.
“Remember—when the battles begin, slaughter that Immortal Palace brat. Don’t disgrace the Supreme Being’s lineage!” Qi Daolin said sternly, his eyes blazing with intensity.
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