Chapter 993: The Rise of the God King

After emerging from seclusion, Shi Hao moved silently without alerting anyone. No one knew that the four Heavenly Gods had fallen.

He immediately headed straight for the ancient land where Ning Chuan resided, rushing toward the site suitable for the Sacred Sacrifice.

That man was undoubtedly a formidable enemy, and Shi Hao wanted to eliminate him as soon as possible. Unfortunately, he arrived too late—dozens of Sacred Trees had dimmed, nearly withered.

Ning Chuan had already left. If nothing unexpected had happened, he must have also entered the Sacred Sacrifice realm.

Shi Hao searched the area briefly but did not linger or feel disappointed. It was precisely because his opponent was so sharp and advanced so rapidly in cultivation that Shi Hao considered him a terrifying adversary.

Of course, he was unafraid. After all, the other party had accumulated six lifetimes of cultivation, so such speed was only natural.

“It’s time to stir up some waves,” Shi Hao said, his voice icy, nearly freezing the small world around him.

Then, with a single step, the mountains blurred, the heavens and earth inverted, and he vanished from the spot.

Shi Hao headed toward the Frost Realm, where he had once secluded himself. He suspected that the Yin Water summoned by the Heavenly Gods originated from that small world. Before his killing spree, he wanted to investigate.

The Frost Realm was a land of bitter cold.

Sure enough, the vast snow-capped mountains had undergone an anomaly—many had melted, forming a massive black lake filled with Yin Divine Water.

Gazing at the snowy peaks and the dark lake, Shi Hao fell into a daze. He thought of Qing Yi and Yue Chan, recalling the fierce battles and the countless romantic moments that had unfolded in this small world.

Even now, with strength rivaling a Heavenly God, his heart still rippled with emotion. The events of that day had been unimaginable—the ethereal fairy, her snow-white and crystalline skin, stirring his soul…

“Where has Qing Yi gone? Could she be…?” Shi Hao muttered with a strange expression.

As he spoke, his expression shifted—he sensed the aura of a Heavenly God nearby.

He looked up and saw a man with a darkened face glaring at him, eyes burning with fury.

“What did you just say?!” the man demanded.

“What’s it to you?” Shi Hao shot him a sidelong glance.

A few months ago, he would have fled at the sight of a Heavenly God. But now, he feared none. Anyone who dared stand before him would face him head-on.

“How is it not my business? Qing Yi is Yue Chan’s secondary body! What have you done to her, you little devil?” The man was visibly agitated.

Shi Hao was surprised. This was a Heavenly God, someone who should have deep composure. Why was he so furious and unhinged, glaring with such malice?

“Are you a Heavenly God from the Heaven Mending Sect?”

“Yes!” the man snorted coldly.

“Ah, that explains it. Qing Yi is fine. But Yue Chan… she might be carrying my child soon. Have you seen her?” Shi Hao said with a smirk.

Naturally, he was twisting the truth—whether she was or wasn’t, it had nothing to do with Yue Chan.

“What did you say? Say that again!” The seemingly young and handsome Heavenly God roared, veins bulging on his forehead.

“Why are you so worked up? She’s the mother of my child, and I’m not even panicking. What’s your problem?” Shi Hao retorted irritably, warning, “Stay away from my child’s mother!”

“Nonsense! You little devil, prepare to die for slandering our sect’s Holy Maiden!”

The young and handsome Heavenly God lunged forward, summoning a Four Symbols Pagoda that radiated blazing black light, swirling with wisps of chaotic energy, aiming to suppress Shi Hao.

“Looking for a beating, huh? Why are you so riled up over my child’s mother?” Shi Hao taunted, deliberately provoking him.

Of course, his hands weren’t idle—he instantly unleashed Heavenly God-level combat power.

**Boom!**

He lifted the towering Heavenly God Pagoda and then slapped it away, sending the ancient tower clanging and sparking, a chunk of it breaking off.

“Huh? It’s that tough? Didn’t shatter?” Shi Hao was surprised.

The seemingly young Heavenly God was equally shocked. This pagoda was no ordinary artifact, yet a corner had been shattered—truly astonishing.

Moreover, he suddenly realized—had this kid reached Heavenly God-level strength already? That was absurdly fast! Was he about to break ancient records?!

The Heaven Mending Sect’s Heavenly God was indeed formidable, standing out even among his peers. Though his weapon was damaged, it only fueled his rage. “Little devil, tell me what you’ve done to Yue Chan and Qing Yi!”

As he spoke, he unleashed a divine technique.

Shi Hao remained unfazed, activating the Thunder Emperor’s Treasure Technique. A blinding beam shot from his palm toward the man.

Instead of dodging, the Heavenly God charged forward, his own technique glowing even brighter as he attacked.

Shi Hao’s eyebrows twitched, and he swiftly evaded. He knew his opponent must possess the Heaven Mending Technique—capable of reversing fatal injuries at the last moment.

Sure enough, the moment he dodged, the Heaven Mending Technique erupted with immortal runes!

This man was indeed extraordinary, able to trade blows with Shi Hao.

Even though Shi Hao wasn’t a true Heavenly God yet, his post-Sacred Sacrifice strength was terrifying. Yet this man held his ground for a while, his fury only making him fiercer.

“You old fool, as a Heaven Mending Sect Heavenly God, why are you so obsessed with someone else’s child’s mother? Shame on you—let me teach you a lesson!”

Amidst a cacophony of clangs and crashes, Shi Hao erupted, shattering several of the man’s artifacts as if forging iron.

Despite his strength, the Heavenly God was sent flying, blood trickling from his lips.

Staggering to his feet, the man was both shocked and conflicted. How old was this kid? Barely twenty, yet he had defeated him?!

He was speechless, but recalling Shi Hao’s words, any trace of admiration burned away, replaced by sheer fury.

Shi Hao acted swiftly, forming a seal before slamming the man into the ground, leaving him bruised and battered, even sporting a black eye.

However, the Heavenly God had protective treasures, so his life wasn’t in danger.

“Tell me, what have you done to Yue Chan and Qing Yi?!” the Heavenly God bellowed.

“Old man, who are you? How many times are you going to ask?” Shi Hao replied dismissively.

“I am Yue Chan’s uncle!” the seemingly young and valiant man roared.

Shi Hao froze mid-step, retracting his raised fist.

He sucked in a sharp breath. Yue Chan’s uncle was also Qing Yi’s uncle—and he had just beaten him up. Staring at the man’s black eye, he didn’t know what to say.

“Did you team up with the Immortal Palace and the Netherworld to kill me?” After a long pause, Shi Hao asked.

“I wasn’t involved. I was just passing by and happened to see you!” the Heavenly God gritted out, still demanding answers about his niece.

“I haven’t killed Yue Chan yet. If you find her, take her away. As for Qing Yi… I don’t know if she’s pregnant,” Shi Hao said.

“I’ll kill you!” The Heavenly God was livid. As Qing Yi and Yue Chan’s elder, he despised this brat for his shamelessness.

“I’m telling the truth—not spreading rumors or trying to take advantage of your sect. Don’t get mad,” Shi Hao said.

Another round of fierce exchanges ensued, and Yue Chan’s uncle was knocked down again, his handsome face now swollen.

Finally, Shi Hao swore to the heavens that his words were true.

This only infuriated the Heavenly God further. In his eyes, his niece was the Holy Maiden, pure and untouchable—yet this little thief had defiled her. Unforgivable!

“That day, I was the one who suffered! It was my life’s greatest humiliation—being restrained against my will!” Shi Hao shouted.

In his distraction, he landed a few more punches on the uncle.

Eventually, he tore open space and tossed the man away, ending the confrontation.

“Once that Heaven Mending Sect guy calms down, he shouldn’t come after me. Maybe the sect outside will side with me?” Shi Hao mused optimistically.

Of course, he was just talking. Whatever the outcome, he feared nothing.

Finally, Shi Hao plunged into the Yin Lake. After half a day, he broke through a formation and retrieved a piece of Yin Origin Stone.

Was this the treasure left behind by that failed ascendant tribe? Shi Hao pondered. Perhaps he could gift it to the Moon Rabbit.

“Mine!” the Divine Striking Stone screeched.

“You can have it after the little rabbit studies it,” Shi Hao said, also wanting to examine it himself.

Leaving the area, Shi Hao began his true massacre.

“The Demon King has arrived!”

Shi Hao’s infamy preceded him—this was the real Demon King in action!

He had already slain three Heavenly Gods in full view of everyone, shocking the world.

“How is Huang? Hasn’t he been dealt with yet?” a Netherworld Heavenly God asked.

“Disaster! Huang is here!” someone transmitted, shaking the heavens.

The next moment, Shi Hao arrived, pursuing a Heavenly God to this location.

Finding these Heavenly Gods was easy—they hadn’t bothered hiding, arrogantly believing they could dominate the Ancient Immortal Domain while seeking opportunities in sacred lands.

“Huang?”

The Netherworld Heavenly God’s eyes glowed eerily. His skeletal, pitch-black body resembled a wraith, ghostly flames flickering in his gaze.

Shi Hao ignored the others, focusing solely on this Heavenly God. He knew the Netherworld and Immortal Palace Heavenly Gods were the masterminds behind the plot to kill him.

“Little brat, do you really think you’ve grown powerful?” the Netherworld Heavenly God sneered.

The next moment, he realized the gravity of the situation—Huang erupted with overwhelming blood energy, rivaling a Heavenly God without the slightest weakness.

**Clang!**

Their palms collided. Despite the Netherworld expert’s indestructible golden body—forged from a corpse—his arm trembled as if about to snap.

The battle was fierce, but ultimately, the Netherworld Heavenly God’s arm was broken, black Netherblood oozing from his withered skin. He turned and fled.

**Chasing a Heavenly God!**

Shi Hao pursued relentlessly, neither rushing nor lagging, simply following.

Along the way, countless onlookers stood petrified. Was that Huang? Hunting down a Heavenly God with his own strength? Unbelievable!

How long had it been? How old was he? To possess such heaven-defying power already…

If he lived to a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand years—what heights would he reach?

He was a living legend!

Shi Hao deliberately let the Heavenly God flee, hoping he’d seek reinforcements to save him the trouble of hunting them down one by one.

Sure enough, other Heavenly Gods joined the fray, attempting to intercept him.

Shi Hao unleashed his wrath, slaughtering mercilessly. Four more Heavenly Gods fell in quick succession!

The shock was unparalleled.

Finally, Shi Hao dismantled the Netherworld Heavenly God, shattering his body and snapping his black Netherbones.

Every witness along the way was stunned, their hearts surging with disbelief.

“I wonder how things are inside. With Heavenly Gods entering, they must have reaped great rewards,” a sect master outside the Forbidden Region remarked.

**Bang!**

A severed head was flung out from the entrance, its soul extinguished—only a black skull remained.

“Hmm? A Netherworld Heavenly God?”

“What?! Who dares to throw someone out of the Ancient Immortal Domain like this?!”

The Forbidden Region erupted in chaos.

“Not afraid to die? Then send more Heavenly Gods in. One comes, I kill one. Two come, I kill both!” a cold voice echoed from beyond the boundary.

This was a blatant challenge—a direct declaration of war against the sect masters.