Over the years, occasional envoys from the Immortal Realm would descend to investigate, but none dared to act—truly cowed by the slaughter. The Immortal Kings, for their part, had no attention to spare for this place.
As for the Foreign Realm, the deaths of two Quasi-Kings had sent shockwaves through that world. Though the warmongers seethed with fury and indignation, there was nothing they could do.
Unless an Immortal King took action, anyone who ventured here would meet certain death.
**BOOM!**
On this day, the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths trembled violently. Vaguely, people glimpsed a massive hand—pitch-black, each finger larger than a celestial body—nearly tearing through the boundary wall as it groped forward.
Cracks formed in the barrier, and the sight made powerful experts gasp in horror.
“Creatures from the Boundary Sea!” someone within a forbidden zone sighed. The day had finally come—beings from the Boundary Sea were emerging, seeking to invade this realm.
**SHING!**
An arrow streaked through the air and struck the colossal hand, splattering black blood that surged like tidal waves.
A single drop of that blood, insignificant to the hand, became a torrential flood as it seeped through the cracks in the barrier.
“Ah—!”
Screams erupted from the area as all life was extinguished.
Yet the hand withdrew, its owner searching for the archer with a low, thunderous roar.
Chaos was coming.
Decades passed in the flow of time. Shi Hao was certain his Five Secret Realms were flawless—only the final leap remained.
He sought metamorphosis.
Over the years, his path had diverged from all others, merging the strengths of countless schools into his own Great Dao.
From this day forth, Shi Hao ceased cultivation, instead refining his state of mind—approaching emptiness, free from joy or sorrow—as he wandered the world.
**ROAR!**
In the Boundary Sea, towering waves surged, each crest a shattered world. Figures emerged from the depths, striding across the tides toward the shore.
In truth, battles had already erupted on the shore long before.
**SHING!**
A crimson spear, vast beyond measure, pierced through worlds, unleashing boundless slaughter-light and overwhelming killing intent.
A towering, mountain-like figure on the shore wielded it, thrusting toward a being in the sea—a clash of ancient enemies, silent yet deadly.
**SPLAT!**
The spear impaled an ancient entity, its blood raining into the sea.
**BOOM!**
A golden seal erupted from the sea, blotting out the heavens as it crushed a demonic figure on the shore, shattering his armor and weapons before reducing him to mist.
**CRASH!**
The Boundary Sea raged, its waves threatening to engulf all realms.
On a lone island, a blurred figure brandished a gleaming blade that illuminated the endless waters.
“I’ve waited long for you!”
The figure slashed, its blade-light capable of severing universes.
**CLANG!**
A verdant pagoda emerged from the sea, deflecting the strike as runes and laws clashed violently.
The world was in chaos, all stemming from the Boundary Sea. Now, its strongest sought to ravage the heavens in the ultimate confrontation.
A single misstep, and all existence could collapse.
**SHING!**
That day, a divine rainbow split the barrier, leaving a terrifying rift in the sky—a violet immortal sword, radiating overwhelming killing intent.
A barbarian clad in beast hides struck from behind, his spiked club crashing into the sword.
Many witnessed this.
This was not the first assault on the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. Supreme beings, for reasons unknown, sought to invade after returning from the Boundary Sea.
Too powerful, too ruthless—they feared no karma, forcing their way in.
Yet their enemies were legion, and ambushes forced them into battles to the death.
**HUMM!**
Ancient forbidden zones on the Nine Heavens glowed, activating supreme formations to shield themselves.
Some chose neutrality, refusing to partake in the coming darkness.
Within the Heavenly Court, all wore grave expressions. The great calamity had begun—few cultivators would escape it.
**BOOM!**
Beyond the borderlands, earth-shaking tremors erupted—like oceans bursting or universes sundering.
“Has the Foreign Realm invaded?” Tianjiao Ant asked coldly.
“No. It’s the Burial Land. The seal blocking their passage has shattered.”
Three Ghost Immortals returned to the palace, their expressions grim.
This was no good omen. With the Burial Land resurfacing, friend or foe remained unknown—only uncertainty and risk.
Shi Hao rose. Time had run out.
“After this war, only mountains of corpses and rivers of blood will remain,” he said.
A battle of Immortal Kings would sunder the world anew—even the World Tree could not hold it together.
“Gather who you can. Save them—it will be a great merit.”
He ordered Mu Qing, the Crimson Dragon, the Thunder Spirit, and others to use their powers to evacuate the masses.
“Countless lives exist. We cannot save them all,” Tianjiao Ant said.
“Save what we can. Place them within the bronze coffin pulled by the nine dragons.”
The coffin contained a vast world—Shi Hao’s plan for a grand exodus.
**SHING!**
With a wave of his hand, Shi Hao summoned the nine-dragon coffin, now shrunk to three inches. Only at his current level could he refine it.
He entrusted it to the master of the forbidden zone.
“If disaster strikes, take it to safety.”
He believed in the master’s abilities—at the very least, he could seek refuge in the Immortal Realm under Pan King’s protection.
“Are you preparing for death?” the crystal skull asked, flames flickering in its sockets.
The old monsters saw through him—this was a do-or-die moment. Success meant ascension to Immortal Kinghood; failure, oblivion.
“I must ensure there are no loose ends,” Shi Hao said calmly.
Years later, countless mountains and rivers vanished, uprooted by Tianjiao Ant and Mu Qing into the coffin world.
Some clans migrated entirely, while others stubbornly remained.
**CRACK!**
The barrier fractured again as a black avian monstrosity, like a dark sun, nearly tore through with its talons.
“No more time. Today—now—I break through!”
Shi Hao roared on a desolate star, his hair wild as his Five Secret Realms ignited.
His body became a crucible of power, symbols blazing as gate after gate within him opened.
**”AH—!”**
His scream shook the cosmos, yet it could not drown out the scripture-chanting from his Dao Palaces—unintelligible but suffused with grandeur.
He was transforming, but his body cracked under the strain. Even his indestructible physique, honed through the Imperishable Scripture, bled.
The universe trembled as celestial light surged. All beings looked up in awe.
“Such power! I can’t withstand it—I’m collapsing!” a mighty cultivator gasped.
Shi Hao, unable to restrain his energy, was making the ultimate leap toward Immortal Kingship.
“He’s reached this stage—ascending to Immortal King!” Even those in forbidden zones marveled.
Within the Perished Immortal Ridge, an ancient existence opened cold eyes.
“Ancestor, shall we act?”
“My karma with that pagoda remains. Though it entered the Primordial Gate, if this one truly ascends…”
The Ridge’s heart was a land of immortality—a paradise rivaling the Immortal Realm.
“Light the lamp. Inform the Immortal Realm. They will intervene.”
With that, the master of the Ridge closed his eyes and returned to silence.
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