Within the Ancient Immortal Domain, upon the stone steps shrouded in chaotic mist…
Shi Hao stood with his back to a crowd of creatures, his demeanor undeniably that of a demon king.
“Go!”
The creatures dared not provoke him further, hastily retreating into the distance, fleeing toward the vibrant world at the end of the azure stone path.
The youth who turned his back to them, his pair of sky-spanning wings exuding overwhelming pressure, left every creature trembling in fear.
With just a slight flutter of his wings, he had caused a group of powerful Venerable Ones to explode, blood and bones scattering—just how formidable was he?
“Someone has broken through and entered the secret lands of the Ancient Immortal Domain!”
Outside, True Gods gasped in astonishment, their eyes fixed on several mirror-smooth stone steles that reflected the scenes within the Ancient Immortal Domain.
Even Heavenly Gods were moved. Each stele depicted the surroundings of a particular being, and several had begun to show anomalies—brimming with radiant colors and sacred light.
At this moment, their attention finally shifted slightly away from Huang, from Sin, from Shi Hao, and onto other ancient freaks.
“Whoosh!”
Like a divine arrow splitting the heavens, carrying the aura of the Great Dao and dazzling divine radiance, space twisted as someone stepped off the azure stone path and into another realm.
Almost simultaneously, others also stepped onto their own paths!
The three thousand azure stone paths trembled, triggering a great upheaval. Amidst the hazy mist, brilliant light rained down, accompanied by the roaring echoes of the Great Dao.
“Only the ninth day, and someone has already broken through into the Ancient Immortal Domain—a day faster than in past eras!”
Even Heavenly Gods were astounded, all eyes locked onto the smooth steles, watching the scenes unfolding within the Ancient Immortal Domain.
“Those individuals have grown stronger, surpassing their past selves, hence their ability to advance a day earlier!” sighed one sect master.
Because these individuals had stepped off the azure stone paths, the entire ancient road had changed—pressure lessened, and others moved with greater speed.
Outside, a bronze palace suspended in the air trembled as someone lifted a beaded curtain of beast bones, gazing at the three thousand Great Dao petals and the scenes within the Ancient Immortal Domain.
A war chariot of violet-gold, as if suspended before the dawn of creation—this was the mount of the current imperial clan. From within, two beams of violet light shot forth, splitting the void and landing upon the petals of the immortal path.
The great figures stirred, watching intently!
Upon some steles, dazzling illusions flickered—ethereal, like fragments of a dream.
“Is that the scenery within the Ancient Immortal Domain?” Many cultivators at the Divine Flame and True One realms, witnessing this for the first time, breathed rapidly, their eyes wide with tension.
One after another, multicolored “bubbles,” wrapped in chaotic mist, faintly exuded terrifying auras, as if containing immortal power.
Each “bubble” represented a distinct region!
And these “bubbles” sometimes overlapped, meaning the regions could connect.
The place was mystical—sometimes blazing with light, sometimes dimming, many lands enveloped in endless dreamlike illusions, divided into different territories.
“They may appear small, but each region is vast beyond measure. Some are sacred and serene, while others are fraught with immense danger.”
Countless “bubbles” resembled small pocket worlds, mottled with antiquity, carrying the breath of time and the secrets of ages past.
“Boom!”
Someone struck, wielding a great halberd, clashing fiercely with another. Observers recognized him—the inheritor of the Immortal Palace.
“How intense!”
All were moved. The brilliance of this battle was enough to make Divine Flame and True One cultivators pale in shock.
His opponent was a red-haired youth, sinister and domineering, a cruel smirk on his lips as he engaged in this decisive battle, fearless and peerless.
“Finally found you. I’ve cultivated the Great Blazing Heaven Art to an unprecedented level. First, I’ll slay the strongest of this era, then hunt down the ancient freaks—starting with you.”
The red-haired youth conjured a black inferno, like a world unto itself. With every movement, space trembled, as if he could incinerate the heavens!
Outside, all faces changed.
This man dared to hunt the inheritor of the Immortal Palace—such audacity and dominance!
Yet when they heard him mention the Great Blazing Heaven Art, they sighed, realizing what kind of monster he was. This art was said to rival the Six Paths Reincarnation Heavenly Art.
This lineage rarely emerged, but when it did, its practitioners were terrifying beyond despair.
“Bang!”
Mana surged as the two exchanged a final blow, tearing through the mottled ancient land before being separated by a rift in space.
“So strong!” The crowd paled—these were likely the most powerful Venerable Ones of the era.
The inheritor of the Immortal Palace was no surprise—after merging his primary and secondary bodies, he was destined to shine across history, nearly unrivaled among Venerable Ones.
But the inheritor of the Great Blazing Heaven Art was equally fearsome.
Many recalled that this man had only emerged recently, yet had already slain the strongest Venerable Ones across several provinces—a bloodthirsty monster.
“Boom!”
Elsewhere, Chang Gongyan, Gu Jianyun, and other ancient supreme talents clashed, their battle tearing through space, shaking the outside world.
They fought over ancient lands!
Others who had rushed out were also searching, occasionally colliding, each carefully sensing their surroundings, seeking their own objectives.
Finally, they all moved, swiftly separating like lightning, charging into various radiant secret lands, their paths diverging.
“Though the Ancient Immortal Domain changes with each opening, some ancient lands remain constant. They go to seize their destined fortunes.”
Some Heavenly Gods sighed, filled with envy and melancholy. Glory would surely rise there—but it had nothing to do with them.
The ancient freaks were not newcomers to such battles. Having entered the Ancient Immortal Domain before, they knew much and had clear goals.
“They go to break through. Perhaps someone will undergo nirvana in the Phoenix Blood Immortal Pool.”
“This is their last chance in these ancient lands. If someone finds a true dragon egg within the chaos, it wouldn’t be surprising.”
Even the most powerful sect masters of the Upper Realm showed rare expressions of fervor and longing—though they could not enter themselves.
Clearly, the most formidable ancient freaks had all set out for their predetermined ancient realms, seeking breakthroughs, igniting their Divine Flames, and pursuing greater fortunes.
Some had already broken through on the azure stone steps—though not the peerless Primal Ones or the ancient freaks, but ordinary Venerable Ones. The true elites would choose the most sacred lands for perfect metamorphosis.
The Divine Flame realm was of utmost importance. Some sought to use the sacred lands of the Ancient Immortal Domain for their ultimate ascension—such as the Kirin Ancient Cave or the rumored Enlightenment Mountain where the Ten Calamities once meditated.
First-time entrants would not know these secrets. Only figures like Six Crown King Ning Chuan or Sword Valley’s Gu Jianyun, the most terrifying of all, had insight into certain locations.
Though rumors existed outside, none knew the exact coordinates of these places—unless they belonged to lineages like the Immortal Palace, whose predecessors had explored and passed down knowledge of these treasures.
In an instant, the first group vanished without a trace, each heading to their chosen meditation sites.
If even one or two disappeared, the rest had to leave quickly—lest someone perfect their Divine Flame first and return to hunt them down.
Now, even mortal enemies had to set aside grudges and rush to break through.
Behind them, some stood bewildered before the countless “bubbles,” gazing at the chaotic light and faint echoes of the Great Dao, unsure which region to enter.
“Try them one by one. Sacred lands will reveal themselves—there’s plenty of time,” someone suggested.
“The Ancient Immortal Domain is boundless. None have ever explored its depths. Countless treasures lie hidden—the ancient freaks have only scratched the surface. No need to envy their goals; explore for yourself.”
Of course, most avoided regions where ancient freaks had entered, unwilling to cross paths with them.
On the azure stone steps, more emerged, vanishing into different “bubbles,” each leading to entirely distinct realms.
Since ancient times, once someone broke through the azure stone paths, the pressure on the three thousand ancient roads would lessen, allowing others to escape.
Thus, crowds soon appeared at the path’s end.
Within days, all would emerge, stepping into the radiant ancient world.
Outside the Forbidden Lands, many were stunned to see Shi Hao emerge on the first day. Regardless of their grudges, they had to admit—he was extraordinary!
After all, he had been traversing horizontally, piercing through transparent barriers and walking many different paths.
Though he had occasionally ascended, he had covered far more ground than others—yet he still emerged before most.
“Is this the depths of the Ancient Immortal Domain?” Shi Hao gazed ahead at the countless “bubbles,” each enveloping a hazy land.
“Whoosh!”
A Primal One moved, choosing a slightly larger “bubble” and tearing through it. For a moment, those behind glimpsed a vast land—lush forests, and on the horizon, a massive black city teeming with life!
“Hmm? There are cities… and mysterious races?” Shi Hao frowned.
“Roar—!” Nearby, a silver-scaled Lion-Dragon, its body ablaze with flickering flames, charged into another “bubble.”
The crowd hurried to look—inside lay a desert, where at its edge, holy mist rose, hinting at a Life Spring that would make even sect masters covetous!
Many gasped and rushed in.
Others remained calm, standing outside in contemplation.
“Mirages are common in deserts. Entering doesn’t guarantee rewards.”
The bubbles were numerous, like small pocket worlds, intersecting and interconnecting.
Shi Hao glanced back at the three thousand azure stone paths—they held special meaning for him. To perfect his Divine Flame, he needed to comprehend these paths.
Thus, he hadn’t rushed out first.
The bubbles flickered, countless small worlds glowing in radiant hues, each holding great opportunities—making the choice difficult.
Suddenly, space split. Dozens of bubbles trembled, torn open as someone burst out, revealing glimpses of multiple small worlds.
“Who is this, tearing through barriers and reappearing in different ancient lands?”
A figure emerged, feathers of light drifting from his form, radiant and majestic. Wielding a great halberd, his mere presence sent shockwaves that sent Venerable Ones flying, coughing blood.
It was the inheritor of the Immortal Palace, clad in celestial armor, his halberd gleaming. For some reason, he had returned!
“Hmm?” His silver-pupiled eyes locked onto Shi Hao, and he lunged without hesitation.
“You! Perfect timing!” Shi Hao was even more direct, summoning his Void Halberd and swinging it down with a thunderous roar!
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