The Long Fairy, with her graceful figure and undulating curves, had long, water-blue hair cascading down to her waist, shimmering with radiance. Her fair, jade-like forehead bore faint black lines, and her eyes sparkled like the starry river as she glared at Shi Hao.
Touching a tiger’s rear was unthinkable, yet Shi Hao had just done the unthinkable—he had touched the Long Fairy’s rear. Even he was at a loss for words. Though it was an unintentional mistake, he had still given her a slap.
Her plump buttocks trembled slightly, runic light flowing across them. Clearly, even a body as formidable as the Long Fairy’s suffered discomfort from the strike.
Of course, Shi Hao was still astonished. If any other deity had been struck by him, their flesh would have shattered instantly. Yet, the Long Fairy’s crystalline skin remained unscathed.
*”So firm, plump, and with a bit of bounce,”* Shi Hao mused inwardly.
*”What did you just say?!”* The Long Fairy, her face veiled but her beautiful pupils and the upper part of her face exposed, had even more black lines appearing on her radiant, snow-white forehead. Flames of fury blazed in her eyes.
Shi Hao was stunned. He hadn’t spoken aloud—only thought it. How had she known?
*”Truly round and elastic, with an impeccable figure. Though her true face is hidden, she must be a peerless beauty. But… does she know what I was just thinking?”* he muttered in his mind.
*”You dare say more?!”* The Long Fairy’s delicate brows furrowed, and her starry eyes shot out dazzling beams, like two rivers of stars hurtling toward him.
Her curvaceous figure exuded sacred light as she unleashed a terrifying surge of divine power, repelling several powerful opponents around her and charging straight at Shi Hao.
The sheer force of her attack made Shi Hao’s expression shift. *”As expected of the Long Fairy, a true ancient freak—her strength is absurd!”*
At the same time, he realized something—she likely possessed… *mind-reading abilities*. Otherwise, how could she have known his thoughts? This was truly an astonishing skill.
*”Ancient freaks are indeed transcendent. Some awaken the Heavenly Eye, while others master mind-reading. Each one is more monstrous than the last.”*
Shi Hao sighed inwardly. His brow glowed as he swiftly shielded his divine sense, blocking all fluctuations and ripples. He had no intention of letting anyone pry into his thoughts.
**”Boom!”**
The two exchanged a palm strike from a distance, runes bursting forth in a dazzling display.
*”A slip of the hand—wrong, a misunderstanding!”* Shi Hao shouted, trying to explain that it had been unintentional.
Those nearby were speechless. *”A slip of the hand”?* That was hardly the right thing to say.
**”Whoosh!”**
Shi Hao shot out like an arrow, dodging the Long Fairy. He had no desire to engage in an unnecessary battle with her. The cave was filled with enemies, and fighting an ancient freak now would bring no benefits. Securing the treasures was the priority.
The pressure inside the immortal cave surged, making it difficult for anyone to ascend. The jade table was impossibly high, its four legs like towering pillars supporting the heavens, standing firm amidst the swirling chaos energy. Above, immortal light flowed, as if they had arrived at the end of the world—the dawn of creation itself.
The Long Fairy hesitated briefly before abandoning pursuit, turning instead to battle her enemies. Among them was another ancient freak, allied with others to kill her.
Clearly, their factions bore deep-seated grudges—a feud to the death. Otherwise, they wouldn’t be fighting so viciously in the immortal cave instead of focusing on the immortal scripture.
Of course, this was also a display of confidence. Aside from other ancient freaks, who could truly threaten them?
*”Help me secure that divine herb!”* Chaos erupted ahead as a group fought over a prize. Some had already formed alliances.
It was an ancient herb, its vine bearing a single flower—crystalline and radiant, shimmering with seven-colored light and exuding a rich medicinal fragrance. Just approaching it gave one the illusion of ascending to immortality.
**”Bang!”**
Shi Hao arrived, exchanging blows with others. The area was chaotic, filled with dense runes and furious clashes.
*”An ancient freak’s spiritual avatar!”* Shi Hao’s pupils contracted.
Clearly, the true bodies of these ancient freaks were also in the cave, but they had split up to maximize their gains.
Inside, there were at least several of the strongest kings from past eras—those who had once dominated the grand battles of the three thousand provinces, standing unrivaled in the Immortal Ancient.
Now, multiple such figures had appeared, all deploying their spiritual avatars, turning the place into a frenzy.
Shi Hao’s eyes blazed with determination. Unlike them, he hadn’t split his spirit—his true body charged forward, aiming for the divine herb.
The battle was fierce, with treasures flying everywhere. Among them were even heavenly deity artifacts, shocking Shi Hao. Weapons of this level were usually impossible to bring in—unless they were damaged or flawed.
*”They must have been nurtured in this secret realm or hastily repaired.”* Shi Hao’s heart pounded. *This place is truly terrifying.*
He retrieved the alchemy furnace he had obtained from the Thunder River on Demon Island, using it for defense. This artifact was peculiar—it never attacked, but its defensive capabilities were unfathomable.
**”Clang!”**
A bone needle struck the furnace’s lid.
Shi Hao’s hair stood on end. *”Blood-Melting Needles!”* Even the strongest True Gods would dissolve into pus upon being struck. These were said to be forged from the bones of heavenly deities.
**”Whoosh!”**
Dozens of bone needles shot through the void, impossible to evade.
*”Ah—!”*
Several people screamed, instantly turning into bloody sludge as their bones melted—a gruesome sight.
**”Boom!”**
Shi Hao’s body erupted with light as he expanded his sole heavenly passage, propelling the furnace lid forward. Alongside others, he lunged for the radiant herb rooted in a corner of the cave.
It was verdant and crystalline, as if carved from jade, its vine swaying with a seven-colored bud that shimmered like a rainbow.
But then—something unexpected happened.
The divine herb *moved*.
It uprooted itself, retreating into the stone wall and vanishing without a trace.
Shi Hao and the others struck the wall in unison, shaking the entire cave—but not a single crack appeared.
*”Something’s wrong!”*
Shi Hao was stunned. Even with his unparalleled physique, he couldn’t breach the wall. How had the herb slipped inside?
The others also retreated warily.
**”Swoosh!”**
Shi Hao turned, rushing toward another area to vie for other treasures.
Since the jade table was unreachable for now, he might as well seize powerful weapons to strengthen himself for the battles ahead.
*”A Heaven-Patterned Conch!”*
Shi Hao’s eyes gleamed. No wonder so many were fighting here—this was a rare treasure.
The conch, palm-sized and unassuming, bore intricate, unfathomable patterns—said to be the marks of heaven itself.
Only a few dozen had ever been found throughout history. When refined into artifacts, their sound could shatter even heavenly deities.
A mature, powerful Heaven-Patterned Conch could even slay sect masters.
*This must be seized.* Everyone shared the same thought—with this, they could eliminate all rivals.
Shi Hao fought fiercely, unleashing a supreme divine ability.
**”Splat!”**
A powerful opponent exploded into a bloody mist.
Given that over a hundred thousand had already perished in the cave, only the strongest remained. Yet, this man had been obliterated.
This drew the attention of nearby ancient freaks.
*”What’s happening?”*
A golden-haired man, already in position and immensely powerful, lunged for the conch—only for it to vanish into the wall.
Shi Hao retreated, his expression grave.
He no longer attacked, instead scrutinizing the surroundings. Other treasures also seemed impossible to obtain.
**”Whoosh—whoosh—”**
At that moment, those who had been too weak to enter earlier now rushed into the cave, sensing the pressure had lifted.
Shi Hao’s expression darkened. *If these treasures were left for descendants, why were they unattainable?*
*”Rise!”*
Someone activated a heavenly deity artifact, soaring toward the jade table.
*”Heavenly Deity Treasure!”*
The crowd gasped. Such artifacts were forbidden—yet an ancient freak had used one to ascend.
*”Damn it!”*
Many shouted, scrambling upward.
Shi Hao could no longer hold back. Even if something was amiss, he had to compete—or risk lifelong regret.
The jade table, taller than a mountain, bore a massive bone scripture, radiant with immortal mist and exuding sacred tranquility.
*”Haha! Finally, it’s mine! Farewell, everyone!”*
A white-haired youth on the table laughed, clutching the bone scripture—the Ten Evils Technique—before activating his heavenly deity artifact to escape.
But then—his face twisted in horror.
At the same time, Shi Hao’s scalp prickled. Without hesitation, he bolted from the cave.
*”Run!”*
He roared at Luo Dao, Lan Yichen, and Louis, urging them to flee.
Never before had he felt such dread—an instinctive premonition of impending doom.
The Long Fairy reacted simultaneously, her beautiful eyes wide with alarm as she fled alongside him.
**”No—ahh!”**
The white-haired youth on the table screamed, his blood rapidly draining into the radiant bone scripture.
Meanwhile, the cave erupted with chaotic energy, unleashing sword beams that slaughtered the crowd.
In an instant, many were reduced to bloody paste.
These were peerless sword beams—even heavenly deities would perish instantly.
**”Clang!”**
A strike landed on Shi Hao’s back. Had it not been for the furnace lid, he would have been impaled.
*”Cough—!”*
He spat blood, his bones nearly shattered from the impact. He crashed forward, barely conscious.
The massacre had begun.
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