This storm surpassed the imaginations of all clans. For two days, every immortal from the lineage of the Scarlet King had emerged, even the Scarlet King’s own son had left seclusion—a quasi-Immortal King—frantically hunting down suspects from various clans.
Any renowned powerhouse who couldn’t account for their whereabouts two days prior was marked.
Those targeted were utterly baffled. Naturally, the Imperial Clan wouldn’t tolerate such treatment. A supreme powerhouse emerged, demanding an explanation from the Scarlet King’s lineage.
Yet, the Scarlet King’s faction responded with excessive aggression, even threatening war!
This made all clans realize the gravity of the situation. Envoys were dispatched to the sacred grounds of the Time Beasts to inquire what had truly happened.
That clan was willing to wage a war of annihilation, even at the cost of hundreds of thousands of years of their clan’s fortune!
What did this mean? Many shuddered in fear, their hair standing on end.
Shi Hao had ventured deep into Sin Province for two days. Everywhere he passed was a harrowing sight—the entire province had been corrupted by dark matter. Over ten thousand years had passed, and they had forged their own “history.”
They pledged loyalty to the Otherworld, their killing intent razor-sharp. They had been reorganized into an army, and if the Otherworld ever launched another large-scale invasion of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, they would be the vanguard!
“What a ruthless heart!” Shi Hao’s eyes gleamed with cold fury.
Sin Province was finished. The descendants of the so-called “sinful blood,” primarily the offspring of the Seven Kings of the Borderlands, had all perished—utterly exterminated.
Though their bodies remained, corrupted by dark matter, were they still themselves? They had become unrecognizable!
Sin Province was vaster than the Eight Lower Realms combined. Yet, not a single one of its countless inhabitants had been spared—all met the same tragic fate.
“One day, I will slaughter every last one of you!”
Shi Hao swore, his gaze fixed on the ancestral lands of certain Immortal Kings.
Huo Ling’er was not in Sin Province. During his two-day journey, Shi Hao had learned much, discovering where she had gone.
“Enlightenment Mountain… what a coincidence!”
Shi Hao smiled, though it was a cold one.
He had been there before. A single Enlightenment Immortal Tea Tree bore leaves every so often, aiding in enlightenment and drawing countless elites.
This time, however, was different. The era of chaos was about to begin. The Otherworld was amassing strength, preparing for war at any moment!
A gathering of powerful, radical beings, their blood boiling with fervor, convened at Enlightenment Mountain.
They ranged from immortals to those at the Dunyi Realm, spanning all tiers.
With the tea leaves ripe, they had chosen this place to discuss their grand plans for the coming invasion.
“This time, we will breach the Immortal Domain!”
“The Dark Turmoil is coming. Every Immortal King will be purged—none shall remain!”
“Calm yourselves, friends. Before we storm the Immortal Domain, we must first shatter the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths!”
The discussions were fierce, filled with confidence.
Shi Hao arrived, his gaze fixed on the mountain, his eyes swirling with power.
He sensed the aura—an ancient tree exuding the essence of the Great Dao, standing atop that peak.
The Enlightenment Tea Tree had once ranked among the top three ancestral roots, one of the most renowned immortal herbs. Even Immortal Kings gained insights from its leaves—its value was immeasurable.
Yet, it had suffered calamity. The ancestral root had been split, its essence divided and planted in different realms, weakening its potency.
One half resided in the Otherworld, atop Enlightenment Mountain.
Though Shi Hao had once been a prisoner here, he had fought fiercely, seizing many tea leaves. Now, he returned, ascending the mountain once more.
Since the tree’s division, few beings above the immortal level visited. Most who came were cultivators in the Mortal Dao Realm, seeking fortune.
But today was different. Several renowned immortals stood atop the mountain.
Among them were newly ascended immortals, hailed as peerless geniuses, as well as seasoned veterans, terrifying beings shrouded in dense chaos mist.
Their presence robbed Mortal Dao cultivators of their chance. With them here, who could compete for the tea leaves?
Indeed, before each immortal stood a jade cup, steam rising from the brewed tea. They didn’t need to fight—servants had already prepared it for them.
These immortals shared one trait: radicalism. They gathered to plan their invasion.
“The Nine Heavens and Ten Earths should have been destroyed long ago. A broken land like that has held on for too long. After their Immortal Kings fell, that world should have ended.”
“That realm is in the Age of Decay. Invading now would be disadvantageous for us.”
At the mountain’s base, countless cultivators sat in meditation—heroes from all clans, especially elites of the Mortal Dao Realm.
They had come for the tea leaves.
Now, with immortals present, this gathering took on greater significance.
“Rumor has it that recent attempts to invade the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths have met setbacks—all because of that ‘Huang’?”
At the mention of “Huang,” many paled. Some seethed with rage, especially those from the Imperial Clan.
Years ago, Shi Hao had wreaked havoc here, defeating all challengers and seizing vast quantities of tea leaves.
Later, he escaped, clashing repeatedly with this realm. Now, it was said he led the resistance in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, blocking their advance.
“Unbelievable. A mere Mortal Dao cultivator back then, now capable of facing immortals?” Some sighed, unable to comprehend.
To them, Huang was akin to a dark super-evolved being!
“Huang is just a human. What does he matter? The Nine Heavens and Ten Earths are nothing but wasteland! My ancestors once slaughtered their way in, killing multiple True Immortals and bringing back slaves—some still serve my clan today!”
“Hah! My clan has such slaves too. Their souls bound, collared, utterly loyal.”
A group of arrogant youths scoffed, dismissing the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths as inferior.
Their boasts weren’t baseless. Many great clans in the Otherworld kept slaves captured from that realm.
Some were turned into puppets, others enslaved, their souls shackled, forced to serve like beasts of burden.
“Mmm, some from that realm are quite delicious. I favor humans, flood dragons, and phoenixes—their flesh is tender.”
A green-haired being licked his lips, baring sharp teeth.
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“Enough. That day is not far off. Your ancestors’ glory was their own. Now, the world is in turmoil again. The time to carve your own legacy is here. Can you match their brilliance?”
An immortal spoke, his tone steady.
“We will surpass them! Back then, we crushed them. Now, we’ll annihilate them completely. Even the Immortal Domain is no longer a threat—our reinforcements have arrived!”
The crowd stirred, their blood boiling with battle lust.
The only blemish was the Scarlet King’s recent frenzy. Several Time Beasts, including the Scarlet King’s son, had taken away suspected immortals.
But it didn’t matter. The gathering continued.
Then, Shi Hao ascended the mountain. From afar, he had heard their words, his face dark with fury.
As an Immortal Dao powerhouse, his wrath shook heaven and earth. The winds howled, the mountain cracked, the very land trembled.
“Who goes there?” someone shouted.
Shi Hao’s gaze locked onto Huo Ling’er and the black dire wolf—his targets. He would capture them and leave.
But not before delivering a bloody lesson to these radicals. Eliminating these elites would send shockwaves through the Otherworld.
“The Otherworld once severed an entire epoch of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths—no True Immortals, no Immortal Kings. Today, I will return the favor, cutting off generations of your elites!”
Shi Hao prepared for slaughter. This tea gathering held great significance—only the best of each clan were invited.
Boom!
Without a word, he struck. A single palm descended, obliterating thousands atop the mountain, reducing them to blood mist.
“Ah—!”
Screams filled the air as chaos erupted.
Those spared were only those shielded by immortals.
“Who are you?!” The immortals trembled. One had been crushed instantly by that palm—no match at all.
Shi Hao remained silent. His hand reached out, uprooting the Enlightenment Tea Tree, its two thousand leaves still intact.
Despite the gathering, only a hundred leaves had been consumed. The rest remained.
“You dare?!”
The crowd was stunned.
Who was this madman? Even the Imperial Clan’s elites hadn’t dared such an act, fearing collective wrath.
Shi Hao stashed the tree away, intending to replant it in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
Whoosh!
Next, his hand seized Huo Ling’er and the black dire wolf, imprisoning them in a spatial artifact.
With the tea tree and Huo Ling’er secured, he was free to act.
He had no intention of leaving witnesses.
Boom!
His left palm descended. The mountain’s base crumbled, collapsing for millions of miles. Every cultivator seated there perished, their bodies and souls obliterated.
A single hand blotted out the sky, ending an entire generation of elites.
“It’s you! The one who defiled the Scarlet King’s seclusion! Who are you?!” A sharp-eyed immortal guessed Shi Hao’s identity.
Bang!
Despite resistance, the immortal was pulverized by Shi Hao’s fist.
“Retreat! He’s not of our world!”
But escape was impossible. One tore through space, only for a golden hand to snatch him from the void, crushing him into paste.
“Quasi-Immortal King?!” Terror gripped them all. This was no battle—it was slaughter.
Even these hardened radicals panicked. Fighting meant certain death.
Pop! Pop! Pop!
They fled, but Shi Hao hunted them down, exploding them one by one, immortal blood staining the sky.
Boom!
Another strike centered on Enlightenment Mountain. Every Mortal Dao cultivator—elites of their clans—was annihilated, reduced to pulp.
Shi Hao’s attack shook heaven and earth. None below his level could withstand it.
Even immortals fell. Five perished—some newly ascended, others ancient and mighty. All met the same end.
This was a massacre of unprecedented scale. Every participant of the tea gathering was exterminated.
Shi Hao swept through, leaving no survivors.
Then, he turned and left without hesitation.
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