A single sword swept across the sky, its icy radiance illuminating the Golden Spirit Realm as it severed the head of the strongest descendant of the Divine Temple. Such unparalleled dominance!
To think, that was one of the three thousand states’ most prodigious geniuses, a heaven-defying talent who towered above his peers. Yet now, he had been beheaded by Shi Hao with a single stroke.
*Crack!*
The void split with dense fissures as the earth-shaking battle ahead reached a boiling point.
The Dark Divine Son clashed with Shi Hao!
“What is that? Why do they both have a wisp of white mist swirling around them?” someone muttered in shock, their soul trembling as they watched the terrifying battlefield.
The heavens and earth cracked apart, and the metallic mountains below melted continuously. Even from a great distance, without being directly struck by their bone texts, the terrain was obliterated, unable to withstand the force.
The two figures were indistinct, but one feature stood out—both had a pure white wisp of energy emanating from their bodies, shrouding them in an aura of mystery and overwhelming power.
“Why do I feel they are leagues beyond us, like celestial beings we could never hope to oppose?” a First-Generation muttered, his voice trembling.
Everyone shuddered, for this was no illusion. The two ahead were too terrifying—even a True God would be helpless before them. Their strength defied reason.
“Immortal Qi! They… they’ve actually taken that step!”
A cry of astonishment erupted. Though many had suspected, hearing it confirmed sent shockwaves through the crowd.
“By the heavens! They’ve cultivated a strand of Immortal Qi and succeeded, surpassing even the ancients!”
This exclamation stirred a storm of disbelief. No one could remain calm, their eyes filled with awe and fervor. This was the birth of a legend!
For most, this was their first glimpse of Immortal Qi. Their hearts surged with emotion, their gazes burning with fanaticism. To them, this was the stuff of myths.
During Shi Hao’s battle with the Fallen Divine Son, the battlefield had been shrouded in baleful energy, obscuring any Immortal Qi. Though rumors had swirled, none could confirm it.
Later, Jun Dao had insisted that neither Shi Hao nor the Fallen Divine Son had truly succeeded, so people dismissed the notion.
But now, they saw it with their own eyes!
“It seems the Fallen Divine Son’s death was no injustice. Jun Dao misjudged—Shi Hao had already taken that step long ago!”
“How terrifying… he actually succeeded!”
The crowd erupted in uproar.
As for the Dark Divine Son, people had some psychological preparation. His body was extraordinary—an ancient corpse buried since the Primordial Era, now revived.
It was clear his past life held an unimaginable origin.
Some even speculated he might be a powerhouse from the previous epoch, his body preserved through the ages after death.
*Boom!*
In the void, the two moved at blinding speed, the air detonating into mist as they clashed. Their runes exploded like shattering stars.
Suddenly, an assassin from the Celestial Nation struck from the shadows. A master of his craft, he appeared behind Shi Hao without a sound, only revealing himself when his bone texts erupted.
Yet, to everyone’s shock, the bloodthirsty sword, though distorting space with its sword energy, was halted just before piercing Shi Hao’s flesh.
A wisp of Immortal Qi shimmered, merging with Shi Hao’s body and making it glow faintly.
The bloodstained divine sword trembled violently, as if bearing an immense pressure.
The assassin’s face twisted. Normally, he would retreat after a failed strike, but this was his first chance to get so close to Shi Hao. Unwilling to give up, he channeled all his power into the blade, thrusting forward with desperate force.
Then, horror struck.
The dark-red True God sword, tempered over countless years, *snapped* at the tip.
Then, inch by inch, it shattered into metallic dust as he pushed forward.
This was beyond terrifying. The assassin’s mind reeled—just how powerful was someone who had cultivated Immortal Qi? It defied comprehension!
Against Shi Hao, assassins of his level were useless. Even standing with his back turned, they couldn’t harm him!
*Boom!*
The bone texts within the dark-red sword exploded, vanishing like fireworks. Such a mighty weapon was reduced to nothing.
“No!”
The assassin screamed as an overwhelming force crushed him from behind. No matter how he struggled, he couldn’t escape. Blood gushed from his orifices as his vision blurred.
In his final moments, he realized one truth—Shi Hao hadn’t even turned around. From start to finish, he hadn’t lifted a finger against him.
“After cultivating Immortal Qi… it’s too terrifying. Ordinary deities stand no chance!”
These were his last thoughts before—*splat*—his body burst apart, leaving only a mist of blood.
The onlookers stood frozen, their spines icy with dread.
They had seen it clearly—the assassin had appeared out of nowhere, struck, and then been inexplicably stuck to Shi Hao. Even as Shi Hao dueled the Dark Divine Son, shifting positions rapidly, the assassin was dragged along until he disintegrated.
“It’s like a scarecrow tied to him, torn apart during the frenzy of battle.”
The realization sent chills down their spines. Just how fearsome was someone who had taken that step? The Celestial Nation’s elite assassin hadn’t even warranted a glance—just dragged along until he burst.
“Now I understand why the ancient kings struggled to cultivate Immortal Qi. The difficulty must be unimaginable. But once achieved, it means dominance across the heavens and earth!”
Someone sighed, their expression a mix of envy and fear as they watched the two figures.
*Thud!*
This time, Shi Hao and the Dark Divine Son exchanged a palm strike from a distance. The impact was deafening, like the beating of a divine drum, shaking the blood of many spectators.
*Cough!*
Weaker individuals vomited blood, staggering back in terror. Even from afar, the aftershocks of the battle wounded them.
Shi Hao focused intently. This was his first encounter with such a being—a body of unimaginable strength, surpassing all known limits.
The Dark Divine Son stood amidst churning dark mist, only his eerie, ghostly eyes visible, burning with arrogance.
His physique surpassed all peers, capable of autonomously releasing runes when struck, counterattacking with beams of unstoppable destruction.
*Swoosh!*
Shi Hao’s fist descended like a falling galaxy, runes interweaving into a dazzling spectacle of divine might.
Yet the Dark Divine Son didn’t block. Instead, he attacked head-on. Where Shi Hao’s fist landed, crimson light erupted in retaliation.
Shi Hao sidestepped, then flicked five beams from his fingers like dragon claws. Against any other, these would pierce clean through.
But the Dark Divine Son’s body rang like tempered steel, sparks flying as violet light surged forth like an ocean, sweeping toward Shi Hao.
*Bam!*
Shi Hao’s footwork blurred as he twisted mid-air, his leg whipping out with the roar of dragons and serpents.
In truth, a true dragon and golden serpent materialized, coiling around his strike as it lashed toward the Dark Divine Son with devastating force.
Each of Shi Hao’s seemingly simple movements was a pinnacle technique—some inherited from the Yuan Heaven Secret Realm, others self-created.
*Hum!*
From the Dark Divine Son’s shoulder, a streak of black light took form—a demonic phoenix wreathed in dark flames, lunging at the dragon-serpent.
*Boom!*
The sky shattered as space collapsed in a spectacle of ruin.
Below, entire ranges of metallic mountains crumbled, reduced to molten slag.
The scene was surreal, the devastation absolute.
How could this fight continue? The Dark Divine Son’s body was a nightmare—every inch seemed to seal a treasure technique, unleashing runes when struck.
Even Shi Hao was moved. Never before had he faced an opponent whose body was this indestructible.
In the past, his own physique had been peerless, suppressing all foes. But today, he faced a true monster—a body like imperishable diamond, capable of autonomous counterattacks!
This wasn’t controlled by the soul, but the flesh’s instinct.
Now Shi Hao understood—the Dark Divine Son’s past life was of unfathomable origin. Even time hadn’t eroded his terrifying body.
“A millennia-long slumber, leaving only this broken shell. Far from my prime… otherwise, an insect like you wouldn’t dare dance before me,” the Dark Divine Son murmured, his voice dripping with scorn.
The crowd trembled at his arrogance. Even against Shi Hao, he remained disdainful.
Shi Hao replied coldly, “A walking corpse, yet so proud. What achievements are yours? Your current soul has no connection to that body’s past glory. You stand here only by luck—a fortunate parasite in a fine corpse. Without it, you’re nothing.”
As they spoke, the two streaked across the sky, exchanging thousands of blows in moments.
“Futile. None in the Immortal Ancient can kill me. To fight me is to embrace your end,” the Dark Divine Son intoned.
*Boom!*
He lunged, a wisp of Immortal Qi swirling around him as his body erupted with intersecting treasure techniques, painting a catastrophic tableau.
“So that’s it,” Shi Hao murmured, his Heavenly Eye piercing the dark mist to study that wisp of Immortal Qi. He nodded. “Unimpressive.”
“Die!” The Dark Divine Son’s right arm transformed into a black divine sword, slashing downward as his body became a blade, dark energy surging.
“That strand of Immortal Qi wasn’t cultivated by you—it was nourished by the corpse you inhabit. And you dare boast of it?” Shi Hao sneered, unfurling the wings of the Kun Peng to rend the heavens!
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