Chapter 1928: Heaven and Earth Tremble in a Foreign Land

This was a cataclysmic event that shook the heavens. Shi Hao had bloodily purged Enlightenment Mountain, slaughtering every last one of the radicals gathered there. These were hardliners who had vowed to trample the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, to annihilate an entire realm—yet now, they had been massacred instead!

A generation of elites had been wiped out, severing the lineage of several eras in one fell swoop!

Shi Hao dominated the battlefield, sweeping through them all without letting a single one escape. His methods were ruthless, his actions decisive—every elite gathered at Enlightenment Mountain had been exterminated.

Around him, countless formation banners soared into the sky, transforming into streaks of light as they followed Shi Hao into the distance.

These were the arrays he had laid down earlier—both to prevent escape and to seal off the area, ensuring no powerful figures would be alerted when he struck. He had even obscured the workings of fate itself.

But he knew the truth could no longer be hidden. As he ruthlessly executed the elites, an immortal had cried out the true names of Anlan and Yutuo—names so long and complex they spanned hundreds of characters. Though the immortal had not finished chanting them, Shi Hao feared it might have been enough to rouse the ancient kings.

**”Do you know where Grand Elder Meng Tianzheng is?!”** On the road, Shi Hao was frantic, gripping a massive black wolf by the scruff as he roared the question. Time was running out—the Immortal Kings would soon awaken.

The black wolf only stared back in confusion, unable to comprehend his words.

Even now, it was still reeling—how had *Huang* appeared here, of all places? To charge into the foreign realm of his own volition was sheer madness!

**”What did you do to the people at Enlightenment Mountain?”** it couldn’t help but ask.

**”Killed them all! Answer me now if you want to live!”** Shi Hao wasted no time, delving into its soul to extract the truth.

**”What?! You—”** The black wolf was stunned, its expression frozen in horror. *Huang* had committed an atrocity beyond reckoning—slaughtering the elites of Enlightenment Mountain.

Nothing could be more insane!

**Boom!**

Shi Hao knocked it unconscious, finding no trace of the information he sought.

Without hesitation, he dragged Huo Ling’er forward, probing her mind despite fierce resistance. Yet again, he found no clues about Grand Elder Meng Tianzheng.

In truth, over the past two days, he had scoured the Sin Province and interrogated countless creatures of the foreign realm—all to no avail. The lack of answers gnawed at him.

**”It seems I won’t find the Grand Elder this time.”** Shi Hao sighed.

His journey to this realm had been arduous, yet there was no trace of Meng Tianzheng. It baffled him, filling him with unease.

With a blur of motion, Shi Hao vanished into the horizon, leaving only an afterimage behind.

Time flowed like a river, stars rumbling as Shi Hao ascended beyond the earth’s surface. Concealing his aura with formations, he sped through the void.

The very cosmos seemed to invert as he traversed countless starfields—such was the vastness of this realm.

**Boom!**

Suddenly, a towering figure emerged in the distant void, its presence dominating the heavens and earth. A terrifying aura pulsed from the depths of the starry expanse.

Shi Hao’s heart sank. Just as he feared, an Immortal King had been roused—and now, it was awakening.

This was a manifestation of baleful energy, coalescing into a colossal giant that loomed over the universe. The mere wisp of its aura was enough to inspire dread.

**Swoosh!**

Shi Hao tore through space, vanishing from sight.

He descended back onto the foreign realm’s soil, weaving through mountains and rivers, erasing all traces of his presence.

**”Those who chant my name shall glimpse eternity in the cycle of rebirth.”**

A voice of unfathomable power resonated across the heavens. A surge of blood energy erupted, so vast it threatened to shatter the cosmos beyond the realm.

This was no mere display—had even a fraction of that energy truly leaked out, the skies would have collapsed, the earth would have sunk, and all living beings would have exploded in a mist of blood.

Such was the might of an Immortal King.

As he stirred from slumber, the entire world trembled, all things wailing in despair.

Countless beings prostrated themselves, kowtowing in worship. Those who chanted his name, those who bowed in reverence—all found their fears dispelled, their hearts calmed.

**Boom!**

Another silhouette emerged, towering between heaven and earth. Though indistinct, it was formed from a single strand of aura, gazing down upon eternity.

**Anlan!**

All beheld his awakening. His presence radiated outward, coalescing into a supreme manifestation that overlooked the ages.

His true form was about to move.

Then, another terrifying aura surged forth—a beam of immortal light tore through the cosmic sea as a supreme being opened its eyes.

**Yutuo!**

The ancient progenitor, Yutuo, had also awakened!

——

The commotion was too great. The awakening of even a single one would have shaken the foreign realm—yet now, multiple Immortal Kings had risen in succession. Without needing to think, all knew something monumental had occurred.

In an instant, a massive black hand blotted out the sky, descending upon Enlightenment Mountain—now reduced to ruins, devoid of life.

Only ashes remained, for even the last traces of blood had been refined and incinerated by Shi Hao, all to buy time and obstruct the Immortal Kings’ investigation.

As the hand appeared, the voice of the Immortal King echoed—a decree of the Dao, a command none dared defy!

Under that murmuring authority, the dead began to reassemble from ash into blood, from blood into bone, resurrecting before the world.

What kind of divine power was this?

To reverse annihilation with but a word—this was defiance of heaven itself!

Of course, this was merely a means of tracing the past, not true revival. It touched upon the mysteries of time and the profound arts of creation.

Shi Hao had severed all traces, leaving no mark behind—yet the Immortal King could still pursue him with such supreme methods!

**”Array of Vanishing Shadows—awaken!”**

Far away, Shi Hao muttered under his breath. Though he hadn’t anticipated this turn of events, he had prepared for it. Judging the time right, he activated a hidden formation.

**Boom!**

The heavens roared as a radiant streak of light tore through the foreign realm, illuminating the cosmos.

It was half a stick of incense—now ignited, streaking across the stars, wrapped in a formation that carried it away at blinding speed. Yet, it only grew brighter, its brilliance terrifying.

By the end, the entire foreign realm seemed set ablaze. The sky burned with unbearable radiance, as if infinite flames engulfed the universe.

The realm turned transparent, revealing the Sea of Realms beyond—where each wave was a shattered world, a sight too horrifying to behold.

On the shore beyond the dam, figures stood poised to cross, while others confronted them. The scene, the aura—it was the stuff of ancient nightmares, forbidden existences unseen for eons.

**”World-Ender.”**

This was the incense Shi Hao had ignited, encased in a formation that darted unpredictably through the foreign realm.

His arrival here had not been reckless. He had come not only to rescue his beloved and Grand Elder Meng Tianzheng but also to strike a blow against this realm.

He had gambled everything, waiting for the chance to light this incense—and now, the moment had come.

**”You slaughtered my ancestors, butchered my gods. Now, you will pay the price!”** Shi Hao whispered, his eyes blazing with resolve.

**Boom!**

The moment the incense appeared, the awakened Immortal Kings grew solemn. Not just their manifestations—their true bodies opened their eyes.

Their gazes were like spears of annihilation, sweeping across the firmament in pursuit of the incense!

At the same time, the reassembled beings at Enlightenment Mountain exploded once more, reduced again to ash.

For **”World-Ender”** had been lit, disrupting the natural order of the world. It was a beacon, shining beyond the realm.

In that instant, within the Sea of Realms, ancient figures hidden in darkness opened their eyes—their gazes terrifying, their power overwhelming.

Some stood upon black ships, others on floating reeds—all staring toward the now-transparent foreign realm.

**Boom!**

A blinding slash of light erupted from the Sea of Realms—a blade’s edge that swept across existence, its invincible might undeniable.

The blade’s radiance stretched endlessly, vast as a universe itself, crashing down upon them!

**”Hmph!”**

Anlan acted, his fingers gleaming like divine jade as he severed the heavens, blocking the blade’s descent at the realm’s border!

**Swoosh!**

A crimson spear, impossibly sharp and sudden, pierced straight into the foreign realm—its shaft colossal, shattering the sky as it thrust inward.

**Clang!**

Yutuo struck with a fist seal, deflecting the spear’s tip.

**Boom—!**

Heaven and earth split as a rift formed—a passage taking shape. A supreme being from the Sea of Realms sought to cross, to set foot upon this land.

**”Kill!”**

Yet the Sea of Realms was not calm. A figure wreathed in black mist emerged from its depths, intercepting the would-be invader.

**”It’s World-Ender!”**

A voice roared from the foreign realm—an Immortal King.

His true form emerged, his gaze locking onto the incense before he reached out to seize it.

Shi Hao watched, realizing he had underestimated the Immortal Kings’ power. Even **World-Ender** had been swiftly detected.

In truth, he had expected this. Had the incense truly been infallible, it would not have remained unused for so long.

The Immortal Kings were peerless, their presence enough to safeguard a realm. **World-Ender** would inevitably be found and destroyed.

**Boom!**

In the end, the incense exploded—Shi Hao’s formation unleashing its final act as the Immortal King’s hand closed in.

By cruel fate, this was the territory of an imperial clan—the very reason the King had detected the incense so swiftly and sought to extinguish it.

The detonation was catastrophic. A brilliance more dazzling than the sun erupted, setting the heavens aflame and exposing the realm to the Sea of Realms.

**Boom!**

In an instant, multiple weapons descended from beyond, all striking toward this place.

**”You dare?!”**

The Immortal King of this land roared, unleashing boundless divine might to counter the assault.

**Swoosh!**

Yet an arrow, dark and sudden, slipped past his guard, embedding itself into the earth.

**Boom!**

The land shattered. The glory of this so-called immortal lineage was obliterated in an instant—only a single descendant of the King survived, fleeing into the sky.

All others perished.

**”The Butcher—you still live!”**

An ancient voice echoed through the foreign realm as the Immortal Refining Pot surged from the distance—its master a figure of terrifying antiquity.

**”Aaaah—!”**

The Immortal King whose ancestral land had been destroyed howled in fury, his voice shaking existence itself. He nearly charged into the Sea of Realms in his rage.

Chaos reigned.

The entire foreign realm was plunged into upheaval!