The Second Under Heaven awoke, his bronze-bell eyes wide open, staring straight at Shi Hao.
The elixir worked—it truly revived a True Immortal King!
But who was he? And how did he know Shi Hao? Not only was Shi Hao curious, but everyone else was also staring intently.
The Second Under Heaven was originally a crucial branch of the dragon race, one that once vied for supremacy with the True Dragon, losing by a mere half-move. Fierce and peerless, he was undoubtedly a True Immortal King.
When he was in his dazed state, if he opened his eyes, they would blaze with murderous intent, the dragon pupils flickering with a heart-stopping light.
But now, no matter how one looked at it, his gaze seemed… off. When he looked at Shi Hao, he actually let out a dry chuckle, carrying a hint of something rather… unsavory.
“Who are you?” Shi Hao took two steps back. The way this revived being was staring at him was far too unsettling, sending shivers down his spine.
“Me? You actually forgot about me?!” The Second Under Heaven fumed.
Shi Hao shuddered, barely resisting the urge to ask, *Which bastard are you? Stop being so ambiguous—it’s not like you’re a woman!*
“You don’t even recognize me? You forgot?” The Second Under Heaven glared, white smoke puffing from his nostrils. As a dragon, his presence was terrifying.
If not for Shi Hao and Pan King suppressing his aura, the others would have been overwhelmed.
Shi Hao found him oddly familiar—that lecherous glint in his eyes made him look more and more like one of those two old rascals.
“Are you one of those two old scoundrels?” Shi Hao ventured.
“Kid, watch your mouth!” The Second Under Heaven snapped.
Shi Hao was dumbfounded. Never in his wildest dreams had he imagined that the Second Under Heaven had such a “divine origin.” It left him utterly stunned, speechless.
How could he have guessed that this mighty Primordial Dragon would share an identity with another person—one with a past so shocking it left him reeling?
“Senior, may we ask who you are?” the Heavenly Horned Ant inquired respectfully.
“May we know your esteemed name?” the Crimson Dragon also asked solemnly.
They hadn’t pieced it together yet, their expressions filled with suspicion.
“Weren’t you all fond of calling me ‘Bird Grandpa’ before?” The Second Under Heaven slowly rose, stretching his limbs and rubbing his head with a curse. “Who dares pierce my skull with a spear? Damn bastards!”
“It’s you, you old rascal?!” the Heavenly Horned Ant and Crimson Dragon exclaimed almost simultaneously.
Finally, they realized the Second Under Heaven’s identity—he was the Bird Grandpa from the Void God Realm! The revelation left them stunned, struggling to accept it.
How fierce was the Second Under Heaven? A True Immortal King, unrivaled in his era, daring to battle supreme beings.
Yet, Bird Grandpa was usually a jolly, irreverent figure—how could anyone connect the two?
“It’s that old rogue?!”
Mu Qing, the Divine Striking Stone, and the others were equally flabbergasted, letting out cries of disbelief. No matter who learned the truth, they’d be left speechless.
The mighty Second Under Heaven was actually the lecherous Bird Grandpa!
“A winged dragon… is still a bird!” Even Princess Yao Yue, Tuo Gu Yu Long, and Chang Gong Yan couldn’t help muttering. They had also visited the lower realm through the Void God Realm and had seen those two old men.
“Watch your words!” the Second Under Heaven bellowed.
The group fell silent. The True Immortal King they had revived was this old rogue? It was beyond unexpected.
But soon, joy replaced their shock. They held a special fondness for this old man, having missed him for many years.
Moreover, as a True Immortal King and a familiar face, he would have no barriers with Shi Hao, allowing them to unite closely and strengthen the Heavenly Court.
“Haha, this is a joyous occasion!” Some laughed heartily, stepping forward to pay respects to Bird Grandpa. Despite his status as a True Immortal King, no one feared him.
They were overjoyed—there was no pressure at all. With such a familiar True Immortal King by their side, the future promised nothing but delight.
Meanwhile, Shi Hao fed the Golden Daoist a pill. Initially, he hadn’t held much hope—the Golden Daoist’s remaining soul imprints were nearly negligible. But now, he felt a flicker of anticipation.
Brilliant light surged, and the sound of scriptures echoed endlessly.
The Golden Daoist’s brow glowed as countless beams of light converged from all directions, merging into his body.
**Boom!**
Suddenly, the boundary wall of the Immortal Domain shattered as a blazing divine rainbow streaked in, piercing the Golden Daoist’s skull. His aura instantly intensified.
Everyone sensed it—a True Immortal King was awakening! His soul had returned!
With a flash, his eyes snapped open, golden beams shooting from his pupils, majestic and formidable. The crowd tensed.
The Crimson Dragon, Divine Striking Stone, and Mu Qing fell silent, staring at this terrifying True Immortal King.
“Why are you all looking at me like that?” the Golden Daoist asked.
The sharpness in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by a peculiar expression—no longer intimidating, but oddly familiar.
“And who might you be, great one?” The Crimson Dragon nearly stammered. A single glance from the Daoist had frozen his soul.
“Weren’t you all calling me ‘Spirit Stone Grandpa’ before? Why so shy today?” The Daoist smiled, exuding a worldly, playful air.
“Wait, Spirit Stone Grandpa?”
“It’s you, you old rogue!”
“Heavens, the world’s gone mad!”
The group erupted in exclamations. This was beyond unexpected—Spirit Stone Grandpa had appeared alongside Bird Grandpa! No one had guessed this outcome.
Even Shi Hao felt his mind spinning. He’d made countless guesses, but never this one.
How could these two mighty figures share identities with the two old rogues from the Void God Realm? It was dizzying.
“Congratulations to both fellow Daoists on restoring your peak strength!” Pan King and the Primordial Chaos Immortal King offered their felicitations.
The Second Under Heaven and the Golden Daoist grew solemn, nodding in acknowledgment.
They had met before—they knew each other!
“How could it be you two?” Though Shi Hao cherished the memories of the two old men from the Void God Realm, he was utterly bewildered.
“Why couldn’t it be us?” the two powerhouses replied with smiles.
In the Void God Realm, they had been lost, their pasts forgotten—separated from their true bodies for an entire epoch.
Now, they had returned. Nourished by the supreme elixir, they had regained everything, remembering the past and understanding what had transpired.
“You’re right—why not you? It should be you.” Shi Hao nodded, deeply moved.
Long ago, the two old men had hinted at secrets, telling him they didn’t belong to the Void God Realm—their true bodies lay elsewhere.
Looking back, the clues had always pointed to them.
The Second Under Heaven resided in the Forest of Heavenly Longevity, while the Golden Daoist dwelled in the Divine Medicine Vein—both near the border, practically neighbors.
Two mighty beings, their bodies left empty.
Shi Hao accepted it, then rejoiced. These two shared an unbreakable bond with him. For them to reunite like this was the heavens’ finest arrangement.
“Only today do I truly know myself,” Spirit Stone Grandpa mused.
The two had lingered too long in the Void God Realm, guarding the dark prison. In the process, they had been corrupted, their consciousnesses damaged, forgetting much.
“In the last epoch, we fell in battle, our souls accidentally entering the Void God Realm. Who’d have thought we’d see the light of day again?” the Second Under Heaven sighed.
“I never imagined this elixir could truly heal you,” Shi Hao said.
Upon learning of the pill’s nature, the Second Under Heaven and the Golden Daoist were stunned—the legendary elixir of the Emperor’s Fall Era had reappeared!
They had heard of the Three-Life Herb. Overwhelmed, they realized they had just consumed such a heaven-defying treasure.
“This elixir is extraordinary. We wandered the Sea of Chaos, yet our souls heard a summons, piercing the boundary to return,” the Golden Daoist explained.
After cross-referencing their accounts, they confirmed the ancient formula’s mystique—it wasn’t just the medicine’s effect but the incantations woven within, calling their souls back.
Shi Hao understood. He had inscribed numerous mystical symbols into the pills per the formula—they were meant to summon souls.
Through joint deductions by Shi Hao, Pan King, the Primordial Chaos Immortal King, and the Second Under Heaven, they grasped the ancient formula’s scope.
A physical body was required to summon the soul, but the crucial factor was that scattered soul fragments must still exist.
The Second Under Heaven and the Golden Daoist’s primary souls had never dissipated, remaining intact. Thus, their revival proceeded smoothly.
With this realization, Shi Hao grew restless. He wanted to revive the Forbidden Lord, to bring him back!
“Unnecessary. After such long death, only a lingering obsession remains,” the Forbidden Lord said carefreely.
But Shi Hao refused to relent. Even if it cost a pill, he would try. The Forbidden Lord and the other old monsters—the crystal skull, the golden bone hand, the bleeding eyeball—had fought desperately for him, nearly annihilated by Ao Sheng and others. How could he forget such kindness?
Defying the Forbidden Lord’s refusal, Shi Hao forcibly refined a pill for him.
In the end, some light gathered, merging into the Forbidden Lord’s snow-white skull. His form grew clearer, his aura surging dramatically.
But that was all. No further changes occurred.
The Forbidden Lord was stronger now, infused with vitality—yet this was not true resurrection, merely the gathering of scattered soul imprints.
He had not returned to life.
“This is enough. It proves there’s hope. When I grow strong enough, perhaps a turning point will come!” Shi Hao wasn’t disheartened—he was brimming with confidence.
Everyone knew what “strong enough” entailed. Even now, as a top-tier True Immortal King, the next step was… becoming an Emperor!
Next, Shi Hao refined supreme ancient pills for the crystal skull, golden bone hand, and bleeding eyeball, nourishing them.
Even Pan King and the Primordial Chaos Immortal King twitched at the extravagance. In their eyes, it was a waste—those beings couldn’t be revived.
The old monsters protested, unwilling to see such precious pills squandered.
But Shi Hao insisted. “Your imprints are stronger now, your conditions improved. That’s enough!”
Though not truly revived, the old monsters now exuded greater vigor—a glimmer of hope. Shi Hao believed they might one day return.
The region erupted in cheers, celebrating fervently.
The return of two True Immortal Kings was a monumental event, shaking the world.
“Fang is defying the heavens! He refined that supreme elixir and revived the dead—unbelievable!”
“Incredible! To actually recreate the Emperor’s Fall Era formula—this is earth-shattering!”
Many were awestruck.
Shi Hao also had Huo Ling’er take the pill, but it had no effect. The Dark Huo Ling’er remained, her original soul unreturned.
“Why was the Void God Realm destroyed?” Shi Hao asked.
“Beings from the Sea of Chaos attacked it, seeking to release the dark prison’s captives. They’ll stop at nothing.”
“You two returned from the Sea of Chaos?”
“Yes. We nearly lost ourselves there,” the Second Under Heaven said ruefully.
He also seethed—someone had shattered the Void God Realm, forcibly taking the imprisoned souls into the Sea of Chaos.
“Who dares destroy the Void God Realm? I’ll face them!” Shi Hao declared, eager to enter the Sea of Chaos. With two more True Immortal Kings, the Heavenly Court would be secure.
Free of worries, he could venture into the Sea of Chaos’s depths!
He wanted to see what lay at the darkness’s end.
He wanted to find the Willow Deity and the Little Pagoda, who had entered long ago without word, leaving him anxious.
Shi Hao was ready to enter the Sea of Chaos!
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