It’s hard to please everyone. When we were pacifying the forbidden zones, some brothers said it was too fast. Now, with the slaying of the Immortal Kings, there’s some buildup, yet some sisters say it’s dragging.
Some old acquaintances have reappeared. Over all these years, they’ve been lying low. Though under the protection of Pan King, residing in the universe he rules, they still dared not show themselves openly.
Because the clans of Ao Sheng, Tai Shi, and Yuan Chu—ever since learning that the Heavenly Court from the lower realm had entered the Immortal Domain—have acted in perfect unison, relentlessly hunting them down.
Those are three Immortal King clans—who would dare stand in their way? Once they strike, it’s practically unstoppable.
Pan King is formidable, and even the Primordial Chaos Immortal King has issued verbal warnings, so the three clans dare not act too aggressively. But if they encounter them in secret, they will definitely strike to kill.
This isn’t a battle at the Immortal King level, so Pan King and the others can’t directly intervene.
Mu Qing and the descendants of the Shi Clan, upon hearing that Shi Hao had returned—how could they not be overjoyed? How could they not be elated? They laughed until tears streamed down their faces.
These years have been bitter for them, but today, perhaps they’ve finally seen the dawn!
They know Shi Hao’s temperament. Since he dares to act like this, openly challenging Ao Sheng, he must have confidence—at the very least, he can protect himself. There will be no more tragedies.
At the edge of the Immortal Domain, Shi Hao sat atop the Golden-Haired Hou, traversing the starry skies, shrouded in chaotic energy, step by step approaching his destination.
It was a shocking sight—that was a beastly overlord comparable to an Immortal King, a being of ancient lineage, the ruler of the Hou Clan. Yet now, it had become a mere mount for one man.
Who wouldn’t be terrified? Who wouldn’t be awestruck? Cultivators of all clans shuddered. To subdue an Immortal King as a mount—this was an earth-shattering feat!
Ao Sheng’s face darkened. Back then, this very Hou had participated in Shi Hao’s execution. Now, reduced to such a state—was Huang trying to intimidate them?
“Today, you will fall for the second time. If you can still defy the heavens, I won’t mind killing you again!” Ao Sheng’s icy voice echoed across the starry sky.
“Old fool, spare me your nonsense. Today, I’ll take your head to honor my Heavenly Court!” Shi Hao’s voice was deep, his aura swallowing mountains and rivers as he sat atop the Golden-Haired Hou, wreathed in terrifying immortal mist.
Above his head, a radiant light flowed, within which sat a miniature figure—a divine presence hovering three inches above!
The sixth secret realm of the human body, once opened, had manifested his own god!
With this divine figure seated in radiance, the light it emitted seemed to illuminate past, present, and future. Invulnerable to all laws, traversing time itself, it was as if he strode forth from the river of time.
At this moment, Shi Hao gave off an illusion—as if he did not belong to this world, not to this ancient history. He was a being crossing the river of time.
He was a supreme powerhouse, a titan among Immortal Kings!
Why was this happening? Many ancient beings couldn’t comprehend it. Huang was so young—how could he possess such terrifying might, enough to make even them tremble in fear?
The Golden-Haired Hou advanced, its steps unhurried, yet with each stride, entire galaxies fell behind. Soon, it approached the universe where Ao Sheng resided.
“Hahaha…” Ao Sheng laughed wildly. “How many years has it been since any creature dared speak to me like this? Those who challenged me—mortals, immortals, even kings—all died!”
He soared into the sky, his killing intent erupting for the first time in countless years. The very universe trembled violently, on the verge of collapse.
Ao Sheng was enraged. His dignity had been wounded. As a supreme powerhouse, renowned even among Immortal Kings, few dared provoke him.
**BOOM!**
In an instant, tens of thousands of stars above his head cracked and then exploded, a horrifying spectacle wrought by his aura alone.
Yet, the next moment, the scattered stardust reassembled, the shattered cosmos reforming into whole stars once more.
Life, death, creation—all swayed with his emotions. True immortals who witnessed this felt their souls quake.
**BOOM!**
Shi Hao arrived, seated atop the Golden-Haired Hou, his gaze icy as he stared at the man who had once slain him—the one who had shattered his body and destroyed his Heavenly Court.
“Huang, a mere junior, yet you’ve truly risen. Today, I’ll execute you once more!” Ao Sheng’s voice was devoid of emotion.
**SHING!**
He struck immediately. Within his palm, stars rotated, universes crumbled—it was as if he held the power of creation itself.
His grasp contained a cosmos, endless stars, famed immortal mountains—all meant to capture Shi Hao, to imprison and refine him alive.
**BANG!**
In response, Shi Hao merely raised a finger. A beam of light shot forth, shattering eternity. The stars within that massive palm exploded into dust, the cosmic grip torn asunder.
**WHOOSH!**
Ao Sheng’s eyes turned frigid. With a backhanded slap, an entire universe descended, rumbling as it sought to envelop and trap Shi Hao.
“You think I’m some ordinary True Immortal? I am indestructible, eternal. Such petty tricks are beneath you.” Shi Hao’s voice was cold.
He remained unmoving, but as the colossal hand descended, his body erupted with radiant brilliance—lightning, flames, sword energy—all indistinguishable at his level of cultivation.
Power at this stage could transform and merge freely, though each still retained its essence.
Shi Hao’s form blazed like a sun, seated firmly atop the Golden-Haired Hou, unmoved. Yet infinite strands of Dao intertwined, forming a cascading thunderstorm that repelled the descending cosmic grip.
“**DIE!**”
Ao Sheng roared, his hair whipping wildly, each strand gleaming like crystal. His eyes were as deep as an abyss. He formed a seal and unleashed a devastating strike.
This was a top-tier Immortal King’s full-force attack—a scene beyond imagination, more terrifying than the creation of the world itself.
Space trembled, time twisted. The river of time coiled around him, space submerged his form—it was as if he sought to sunder this realm and forge a new one.
His colossal dharma body was peerless, invincible. Compared to him, the Golden-Haired Hou paled into insignificance.
**BOOM!**
Ao Sheng struck. The heavens shattered, the earth split—even the river of time seemed on the verge of snapping.
“**KILL!**”
Shi Hao let out a war cry, leaping from his mount. His own dharma body manifested—a terrifying form, behind which loomed the phantom of nine heavens, an Immortal King descending upon the mortal realm!
This was no mere dharma body—it was an omen of invincibility.
His form towered between heaven and earth, breaking free of cosmic constraints. It was as if the two mightiest warriors in history had clashed—a sight that shook all who witnessed it.
**BOOM!**
Between them, the aura of life and death swirled, the light of reincarnation flowed. It was as if a gate had opened, offering passage to rebirth.
“**KILL!**”
In their clash, countless divine chains of order intertwined, billions of radiant beams erupted—each capable of splitting the cosmos, etching eternity.
The battle was fierce, horrifying beyond measure.
This duel shook the Immortal Domain, awing all living beings!
Ao Sheng, a supreme among Immortal Kings, long since standing at the pinnacle—yet now, he was locked in struggle with a youth, unable to crush him instantly.
**ROAR!**
With a deafening bellow, blood sprayed—Ao Sheng’s palm was wounded, his dharma body staggered by Shi Hao’s strike, his colossal form crashing through the cosmos.
**CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!**
Billions of sword beams erupted, blindingly brilliant—as if the Immortal Domain itself were being reforged. This was Ao Sheng’s signature technique, his unique secret art.
Upon his body, what seemed like resplendent wings unfurled—a divine avian soaring into the heavens!
In truth, those were sword-wings, countless immortal blades fused into his form. With a mere shudder, endless sword light slashed forth, enough to annihilate all creation!
“**AH—!**”
Shi Hao roared, his black hair whipping wildly. His eyes were colder than lightning from the abyss, piercing and frigid. Above his head, the divine figure rained down endless radiance, enveloping him.
Invulnerability was relative. Against Ao Sheng’s ferocious assault, some sword energy broke through.
Yet Shi Hao’s body instinctively retaliated. Every pore emitted sword light—from afar, he resembled a blazing sun, his very being an embodiment of slaughter!
**BOOM!**
Heaven collapsed, earth shattered—this universe was on the verge of destruction.
Several Immortal Kings immediately intervened, sealing the battlefield to prevent the battle’s aftershocks from spreading further.
**CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!**
Chaotic sword energy crisscrossed wildly!
The two combatants were engulfed in brilliance, drowned in blades.
Ao Sheng resembled a divine bird, his sword-wings flaring—with each beat, the heavens themselves seemed on the verge of being severed.
Shi Hao, meanwhile, was like a blazing sun, his body radiating endless sword light from every pore—unstoppable, unbreakable!
**SPLURT!**
In the end, blood sprayed from Shi Hao’s shoulder—a single sword beam had pierced clean through. It was a killing blow from the Immortal King, hidden among billions of strikes, aimed at his brow but only grazing his shoulder.
“AH! NO!”
“**HUANG!**”
Across the realms, cries of alarm erupted—Heavenhorned Ant, Qing Yi, the Lunar Jade Rabbit, Mu Qing—all were frantic, their hearts in their throats, terrified beyond measure.
They feared history would repeat itself—that he might fall again.
**SPLURT!**
Sword light flashed—Ao Sheng staggered back, drenched in blood, clutching his throat, his pupils contracting violently.
An earlier sword beam, radiant as the sun, had just lopped off his head!
This was catastrophic—someone had actually beheaded Ao Sheng! How many millennia had it been since any being could wound him?
Yet Ao Sheng was, after all, a supreme Immortal King. In an instant, his head reattached, his body restored to peak condition through profound arts.
This was the scene others witnessed—him clutching his neck, blood gushing forth.
“By the heavens! Huang just beheaded Ao Sheng!” someone gasped.
An Immortal King decapitated, blood surging—this was an event of monumental significance, shaking the entire Immortal Domain. The mighty of all sects were stunned.
**BOOM!**
From the void, a fist descended—jade-like, radiant as dawn—smashing toward Shi Hao’s skull. Tai Shi Immortal King had arrived!
**BANG!**
A massive foot descended from the firmament, stomping toward Shi Hao with arrogance—Yuan Chu Immortal King had joined the fray!
Ever since learning of Huang’s return, these two had been on edge. The subsequent events left them dumbfounded—Ao Sheng had actually been bested!
Thus, they intervened, unable to remain idle. In just fifty thousand years, this human youth had not only escaped the land of death but returned to challenge them!
“Three old fools—come at me together!” Shi Hao bellowed.
The light above his head blazed brighter. With a single breath, the cosmos trembled. His killing intent surged as he faced the two monarchs.
**CLANG!**
Fist met fist—he repelled Tai Shi, dodged the stomp, and unleashed ten thousand layers of lightning, drowning his foe.
“Stand down! I’ll crush him myself!” Ao Sheng snarled.
He was an Immortal King, a supreme among them. To need help against a junior? Unthinkable!
“Old fool, still dreaming of killing me?” Shi Hao roared, spitting forth a river of stars—transformed into a sword embryo, coiling like a true dragon as it slashed forward.
Simultaneously, he formed fist seals, striking at the other two kings—truly battling three supreme Immortal Kings at once!
**CLANG!**
Ao Sheng’s sword-wings trembled, seeking to annihilate the sword embryo, only to find it was forged from Primordial Chaos essence—indestructible, endlessly regenerating.
At the same time, Shi Hao’s fist tore through the cosmos, forcing Tai Shi back.
**BOOM!**
The divine figure above Shi Hao’s head blazed, suddenly leaping forth to strike at Yuan Chu.
This was no mere spirit—it was the essence of his five great secret realms fused into one, his own god.
**BANG!**
Yuan Chu’s arm went numb. He had mistaken it for a soul, intending to crush it—only to find it unyielding.
An earth-shattering battle erupted. Shi Hao took the offensive, assaulting three Immortal Kings at once—a display of dominance that shook the Immortal Domain.
“The rise of a titan…” someone murmured.
**BOOM!**
The battle reached apocalyptic intensity—immortal light surged, mist billowed, the very fabric of reality warping.
Their dharma bodies had long since torn through the cosmos, standing astride the void in frenzied combat.
“Huang, your life ends today. If I could kill you once, I can crush you again—you’re just a junior!” Yuan Chu sneered.
Shi Hao’s response was a forbidden technique—all six of his secret realms ignited in unison, his inner and outer selves resonating as one.
The divine figure’s radiance enveloped his body, unifying his being.
**BOOM!**
His palm shone with apocalyptic light as he struck.
This was the combined might of six secret realms—his ultimate attack.
Laws, order, the Dao itself—all roared in unison, a spectacle of sublime destruction.
**SPLURT!**
Yuan Chu coughed blood, sent flying, his body riddled with cracks—severely wounded.
“How?!” The ancients were aghast.
Huang—defying the heavens? Surrounded by three supreme foes, yet he had crippled one? What monstrous power was this?
“**KILL!**”
Shi Hao’s eyes burned with battle-lust, his hair wild as he charged Tai Shi, sword energy severing eternity.
**SPLURT!**
Tai Shi’s arm was severed—a limb vaster than a galaxy, crashing down to obliterate countless stars.
The other Immortal Kings shuddered. What kind of power was this? To dominate three kings at once?
“Light Eternal, Illuminating the Cosmos!” Ao Sheng bellowed. Losing alone was one thing, but with three monarchs, such humiliation was intolerable!
In an instant, the world was reduced to a single beam of light—Ao Sheng’s supreme technique, annihilating darkness, sundering chaos, unstoppable.
“**KILL!**”
Shi Hao’s six realms resonated once more, divine light condensing into a sword embryo in his grasp.
Simultaneously, strange runes spread across the blade, amplifying its power manifold—the third treasure art of his innate Supreme Bone, fully mastered and integrated into his path.
This was beyond overbearing—his combat prowess skyrocketed yet again!
**SHING!**
A single sword beam pierced Ao Sheng’s radiant sphere—this time, his head flew once more, and Shi Hao pressed the assault.
**SPLURT!**
Ao Sheng raged, seeking to reform—but the sword light was too terrifying, bisecting him at the waist, his kingly blood staining the cosmos.
“You—!” Tai Shi and Yuan Chu were aghast, rushing to aid him.
“**SCATTER!**”
Shi Hao’s left hand blazed with reincarnation seals—his Fist of Samsara struck, as if to send them to their next lives.
**BANG!**
Blood sprayed from their mouths as they reeled back.
**SPLURT!**
Shi Hao’s sword descended once more, cleaving Ao Sheng’s fleeing form—kingly blood splattered everywhere.
“The slaughter of Immortal Kings begins with you!” Shi Hao’s six realms blazed in unison, his voice shaking the cosmos, echoing throughout the Immortal Domain.
Such dominance, such terror—it left all cultivators trembling, the mighty of every sect quaking in awe.
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