Suddenly, Shi Hao’s expression shifted slightly. “Hmm, something’s off. All of you, step back. A killing field has been laid here for me—I’ll charge right in!”
“What’s wrong?” the Azure-Scaled Eagle asked, eager to assist.
“No matter. Today, I shall tear this place apart. These petty tricks won’t amount to anything!” Shi Hao declared.
**BOOM!**
The next moment, he threw a punch, obliterating half of the Jin Clan’s estate in an instant. Countless defensive formations shattered, rendered useless as they disintegrated.
Rocks and debris shot into the sky, while glowing symbols ignited on the ground, burning fiercely.
Shi Hao was careful, channeling all his aura into a razor-sharp edge to avoid harming those behind him. Otherwise, the mere overflow of his supreme aura would have overwhelmed even the warriors of Stone Village, let alone the spectators—most would have collapsed on the spot.
“Big Brother, remember your promise—leave some for us!”
“We need tempering through bloodshed to test our years of cultivation. Save the Jin Clan for us!”
Shi Zhong, Zhu Lin, and others shouted, fearing Shi Hao might get carried away and wipe everything out himself.
The remaining half of the estate glowed with remnants of immortal formations, rumbling as dense runes resisted the force of his punch. Yet, even the inner sanctum of the Jin Clan wouldn’t last long—cracks spread rapidly, signaling imminent collapse.
**How is this possible?**
Deep within the Jin estate, many shuddered in terror. That was an **immortal-grade formation**, yet it couldn’t withstand a single punch from **Huang**!
An aged figure emerged—**Jin Tai Jun**!
Her face was a mass of wrinkles, her body frail. Despite the passing of eras, she had clung to life, surviving the twilight of the lawless age. Clearly, the longevity of her clan was terrifying—stocked with undying substances and divine medicines to prolong her existence.
But time had left its indelible mark. She was a shadow of her former self.
Gripping a dragon-headed cane, her gaze was icy with hatred. She loathed Shi Hao—this youth had thwarted her clan’s ascent to the Immortal Domain, dooming them to decay in this withering world.
As a supreme being of this era, she refused to fade into obscurity. She **had** to reach the Immortal Domain!
Yet now, this harbinger of death had arrived. Even a peaceful end seemed unlikely.
“You’ve finally come!” Jin Tai Jun gnashed her teeth, wishing her glare could kill him.
“Only your death will bring peace to the souls lost at the frontier. They cannot rest otherwise,” Shi Hao replied coldly.
“Arrogant brat! Back then, you were but an ant I could’ve crushed with a finger. My mercy was your fortune—letting you grow into this!” she spat, regret gnawing at her. Had she eliminated him earlier, none of this would’ve happened.
Who could’ve predicted **Huang** would rise to such heights? She’d assumed she had centuries to deal with him.
“Such ruthlessness—why not wield it against the enemies at the frontier?” Shi Hao scoffed, recalling the past. “Did you ever slay a single Supreme Sovereign of the Exotic Realm there?”
“You—!” Jin Tai Jun’s face flushed with shame and fury.
Her only notable act at the frontier? Handing **Huang** over to the Exotic Lands.
“Wretched hag! You hindered us at every turn, causing countless deaths. I’d skin you alive!” the Azure-Scaled Eagle roared from behind.
Distant observers trembled. **Huang**’s generation truly feared nothing—daring to berate Jin Tai Jun openly.
Yet, that had been a golden age, a final blaze of glory before the lawless era. So many prodigies had emerged… only to vanish into Exotic Lands.
“I’ll kill you all!” Jin Tai Jun shrieked.
Her withered hand lashed out, its feeble blood qi still shaking stars beyond the realm.
Silently, five battle-hardened veterans materialized around the Azure-Scaled Eagle, shielding the group.
“Guard them. Don’t let Jin’s allies ambush us,” the eagle commanded.
These five were relics of the last epoch—veterans who’d forged themselves into puppets to protect him.
**BOOM!**
Shi Hao moved, intercepting Jin Tai Jun’s strike.
“**Jin Tai Jun, you overstep!**” His voice alone shattered the estate as he met her palm with his own.
She paled, recalling his might. Back then, she’d fled rather than face him. Now, after resolving his flaws, he stood peerless among supremes!
The pressure he exuded reminded her only of the Patriarch and Wang Changsheng at their peaks.
No—**Huang** might be even fiercer.
**CRACK!**
Her dragon-cane, infused with rare treasures, **exploded** under his fist.
Retreating into the formation’s depths, she was pursued relentlessly.
Shi Hao advanced calmly, each step deliberate. His next punch tore through immortal-grade defenses, carving a path of ruin.
Symbols dimmed and burst—the formation was crumbling.
Within, a spirit birthed by the array howled, powerless against him now. Once, he’d fled this very trap with the The little black dog. Today, he feared nothing.
Having forged his own path, **Huang** stood at humanity’s pinnacle—**invincible in the mortal realm**.
“**DIE!**”
Jin Tai Jun wheeled back, wielding a jagged, emerald sword—a **broken immortal artifact**!
She was burning her dwindling life force, compensating with divine weapons.
Shi Hao remained unfazed. A mere relic? His Great Luo Sword-Embryo could shatter it.
Instead, he formed a seal and **struck**.
**SHING!**
A black streak erupted behind him—a colossal wolf’s claw, ringed with swirling stars, aimed at his skull.
A **supreme-tier** direwolf, shrouded in darkness.
Simultaneously, gales roared as a monstrous black roc dove, talons poised to rip open his crown.
Another dark supreme.
“Jin Clan, you’re beyond redemption—**still consorting with the dark!**” Mu Qing bellowed.
Even the Azure-Scaled Eagle was stunned. Had the Jins fully embraced corruption?
“Death cares not for light or dark—**KILL!**” Jin Tai Jun screamed.
**CLANG!**
Shi Hao blocked the wolf’s claw, exhaled a river of sword qi to meet the roc, and **slammed** his seal into Jin Tai Jun’s blade.
**Three supremes**, ambushing **Huang**! The crowd watched, aghast.
**SHIIIING!**
Death aura billowed as a golden streak stabbed at Shi Hao’s back—a **fourth supreme**!
“A Netherworld Supreme? Unexpected,” Shi Hao mused.
A skeletal corpse, skin stretched over bones, lurked behind him.
“The Nether Lord escaped—only to hide here! Now, none shall flee!” Shi Zhong yelled.
“That’s not the Nether Lord—a hidden elder of their line!” the eagle corrected.
**KABOOM!**
Space itself split as a giant hand thrust forth, gripping a **Void Immortal Gold dagger**—aimed at Shi Hao’s head.
**A fifth supreme!**
The crowd was stupefied. In this lawless era, **how many supremes remained?**
“**Ancestor Wind!**” someone gasped.
Five supremes—**five!**—had united to hunt **Huang**.
Jin Tai Jun, the Direwolf Supreme, the Dark Roc, the Netherworld Elder, and Ancestor Wind—**setting aside dignity to kill one man**.
**BOOOOOOM!**
Shi Hao’s fist met the Void Gold dagger, the impact deafening. He fought like an **unstoppable force**, battling all five.
The battle was **legendary**.
**Huang’s** dominance left jaws on the ground.
He **repelled** Ancestor Wind, the dagger screeching, near-breaking.
**CRUNCH!**
Wheeling, he shattered the wolf’s claw in a spray of blood.
**SPLURT!**
Jin Tai Jun coughed crimson, her remnant sword almost wrenched away by his radiant aura.
Shi Hao was **untouchable**, overwhelming five supremes at once.
**SNAP!**
His next punch blew apart the Nether elder’s arm bone.
The roc’s shriek pierced the heavens as Shi Hao **ripped off its wing** in a shower of gore.
**Was this a demon’s fury or a deity’s wrath?**
The spectators were **awestruck**.
**Huang**, alone against five, **dominated**.
**This was the might of a true sovereign!**
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