“Select a direct descendant, one truly exceptional, to be sent to the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths,” Ao Sheng declared.
That realm was incomplete in the Great Dao, undergoing tumultuous changes, but it would eventually reach perfection. The time was near, and he wanted a descendant of the Ao Clan to fuse with the Mark of the Heavenly Heart, seizing a grand opportunity!
Immortal King Ao Sheng’s expression remained impassive. Since time immemorial, he had spoken few words, yet today he uttered such a decree, startling the two young attendants.
They knew this matter was of utmost importance.
Otherwise, why would the Ancient Ancestor issue such an order?
“Could Ao Qian be chosen?” one attendant cautiously whispered.
In the past several hundred thousand years, Ao Qian had indeed been an outstanding direct descendant.
“He was given a chance, but he wasted it,” Ao Sheng replied before closing his eyes, speaking no further.
The two attendants hurriedly bowed and retreated, leaving the ancient chaotic cavern.
They knew that after Ao Qian’s defeat at the hands of Shi Hao, he had lost favor in the Ancient Ancestor’s eyes.
Within the Ao Clan, True Immortal-level experts gathered in the ancestral hall, deliberating carefully before deciding to send a disciple who had achieved enlightenment over a hundred thousand years before Ao Qian—one who had already half-stepped into the True Immortal realm.
This individual was undeniably exceptional, his talent no less than Ao Qian’s. Yet, he had been imprisoned for his defiance, his unruly nature leading him to challenge the authority of the clan’s True Immortals.
“Hahaha… I’m finally free! Those old bastards had no choice but to release me!” A wild-haired figure emerged from his prison, his cold eyes gleaming with malice.
“Ao Tuo, your reckless defiance has repeatedly violated clan laws. This time, we hope you will reform—and seize this grand opportunity for yourself!”
“Relax, you old fossils. I’ve heard all about it. Those savages from the lower realm are nothing. I’ll crush them all single-handedly!” Ao Tuo sneered, his wild aura unrestrained.
“Outrageous!”
Two True Immortals were furious. This descendant was utterly disrespectful, still calling them “old fossils” without remorse.
“Ao Tuo, understand—other Immortal Kings’ descendants will also compete for this opportunity. Do not underestimate them!”
Were it not for Ao Tuo’s undeniable combat prowess, unrivaled in his era, they would have ignored him entirely. But they needed someone of his ferocity to suppress the other clans’ descendants.
“Tch. They’re no different from us—descending to plunder what rightfully belongs to those savages. Don’t worry, this prize is mine. No one can take it!” Ao Tuo scoffed.
“To prevent mishaps, two Immortal Dao experts will accompany you, wielding supreme artifacts. Gods and Buddhas alike will fall before us!” a True Immortal declared.
“You old fools worry too much. With me here, neither those barbarians nor the other clans’ descendants stand a chance,” Ao Tuo retorted, his eyes blazing.
“Audacious wretch!” Ao Tuo’s father arrived, trembling with rage. He wished he could strike down his insolent son—especially after hearing him insult the True Immortal ancestors so brazenly.
Indeed, the two True Immortal ancestors turned away, their faces dark. Were it not for necessity, they would have sealed him away for another hundred thousand years.
—
Elsewhere in the Immortal Realm, within the depths of another cosmos…
An ancient city floated amidst the stars, its grandeur growing with time, its presence capable of suppressing eternity itself.
This was the Primordial King City, the domain of Immortal King Tai Shi, the heart of his celestial dominion.
On this day, Tai Shi also opened his eyes amidst the swirling chaos and issued a decree: his clan must select a descendant of unrivaled might to contend for a supreme opportunity.
“That is the foundation of an Immortal King. Fail to seize it, and you will never attain that status.”
These words sent shockwaves through the Tai Shi lineage!
Across the Immortal Realm, the kings stirred, sensing the impending upheaval. Though they themselves had no need, their descendants could fuse with the Mark of the Heavenly Heart, paving their path to kingship.
They had foreseen it—the lower realm was on the brink of transformation.
Now was the time to merge their Great Dao with the Mark, reaping unimaginable benefits.
—
**Nine Heavens and Ten Earths**
The atmosphere was tense. Even the beings within the forbidden zones knew—a great change was coming, and with it, a supreme opportunity.
Some forbidden zones could no longer remain silent. Some would act, contending for the prize!
The path of cultivation was one of relentless advancement. The Mark of the Heavenly Heart meant supremacy—dominating an era, surpassing all rivals.
—
**Heavenly Court**
“What realm have you reached now?” Cao Yusheng asked Shi Hao.
In recent years, Shi Hao had slain True Immortals and toppled undying beings, his feats shaking the world. Everyone wondered—where exactly did he stand?
“The pinnacle of the Supreme Path, not yet an Immortal. Still within the bounds of the Supreme Being realm,” Shi Hao replied.
The crowd was stunned. He truly was defying the heavens, slaying Immortals while still mortal!
Even the Seven-Colored Immortal Gold Man, the heroic spirits, and the ghostly Immortals were left speechless.
“If you obtain the Mark of the Heavenly Heart, could you ascend to Immortality?” Tianjiao Ant asked.
Shi Hao sighed and shook his head. “I’ve long stood at the peak, just a step away from transformation. The Mark won’t push me into Immortality, but it will benefit me. My path must be walked by me alone. When the time comes, I will naturally ascend.”
Yet everyone knew—once he became an Immortal, it would rewrite history.
To achieve Immortality in an era where it was deemed impossible—that would shatter all understanding!
“You’re a monster. Not yet an Immortal, yet you slay them. How must true Immortals feel?” the Seven-Colored Immortal Gold Man grumbled.
The three ghostly Immortals exchanged uneasy glances, deeply wary of Shi Hao.
“Can a Supreme Being truly slay an Immortal?” Shi Zhong gulped.
“You must believe yourself invincible,” Shi Hao said, thinking of Great Elder Meng Tianzheng but choosing not to mention him.
Tianjiao Ant and the others sighed. How many such Supreme Beings had ever existed?
—
The world waited, especially the beings within the forbidden zones, all eager to seize this heavenly opportunity.
Yet the Heavenly Court remained steadfast, guarding the passage between realms, focusing on protecting their domain.
Then, on this day, the heavens trembled—something extraordinary was about to unfold.
—
“Damn this lower realm! The Great Dao suppresses us too fiercely!” The Ao Clan had arrived.
Ao Tuo, wild-haired and clad in beast-hide armor, strode forth like a prehistoric beast, his eyes gleaming with cold light. Behind him followed two True Immortals, wielding supreme artifacts to ensure his safety.
They frowned—this world rejected them, forcing them to suppress part of their Immortal might.
Ao Tuo raised his hand, summoning a distant cultivator. “In this broken world, who is the strongest?”
His Immortal aura was overwhelming. The cultivator nearly shattered on the spot, blood seeping from his lips.
“T-the Heavenly Court’s… Shi Hao is the strongest.”
“Bold! A barren lower realm, a land of savages, dares to call itself the Heavenly Court? The audacity!” Ao Tuo roared.
**Boom!**
The cultivator disintegrated under the pressure, obliterated body and soul.
“The Heavenly Court? I’ll raze it to the ground! How dare they take such a name!” Ao Tuo sneered.
To him, even the Ao Clan dared not proclaim a Heavenly Court in the Immortal Realm, fearing the wrath of other kings. Yet these lower realm fools had the gall?
Along the way, he captured more cultivators, demanding directions to the Heavenly Court.
—
**Central Heavenly Palace**
The grand palace stood majestic, bathed in sacred light, its plaque inscribed with “Heavenly Court,” radiating an aura that suppressed the era itself.
“A toad yawning—such arrogance!” Ao Tuo scoffed.
With a wave, he uprooted a mountain and hurled it toward the palace, intending to crush it in disdain.
**Boom!**
The mountain shattered against an impervious barrier—the Heavenly Court’s supreme formation.
The two True Immortals tensed. This formation was no ordinary defense.
They had heard of Shi Hao, the one who had defeated their clan’s Ao Qian. But Ao Tuo, imprisoned for millennia, knew nothing of this.
The True Immortals, still resentful of his disrespect, said nothing, letting him charge ahead.
Armed with their supreme artifacts, they were confident they could handle any fallout.
Little did they know—Shi Hao had spent millennia slaying True Immortals and toppling undying beings.
—
“Who dares to disturb the Heavenly Court?” a voice thundered from the palace.
“Insects like you dare proclaim a Heavenly Court? Surrender now, or face annihilation!” Ao Tuo threatened coldly.
His arrogance had long infuriated even his own clan’s True Immortals. To outsiders, it was unbearable.
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