A single sword strike cleaved the heavens!
The cold gleam shimmered like a river of stars, sweeping across the cosmos.
Hong Zhen was instantly slain, a small bloody hole in his forehead, his corpse already lying lifeless on the ground.
“Ah—!” The nearby onlookers screamed, and even the supreme beings roared, shaking the heavens and earth, causing the firmament to tremble violently.
None had expected that Shi Hao would arrive at this moment—swift, decisive, and merciless—striking down the rising star of the Hong Clan with a single sword. A prodigy had fallen, his blood staining the sacred earth beyond.
Such a roar could shake the sun and moon from the skies, slaying countless powerful beings. Yet, the supreme being of the Hong Clan restrained his fury, the destructive force of his voice dissipating in an instant.
With a whoosh, one of the supreme beings appeared before Hong Zhen’s corpse, his palm radiating countless auspicious lights in an attempt to revive him.
But how could it be possible?
A strike from a supreme being was beyond the endurance of even the most dazzling genius of the Dunyi realm. Hong Zhen’s body appeared intact, but at the slightest touch, it dissolved into motes of light.
A single sword strike had severed three lifetimes!
Even if reincarnation existed, even if there was a next life, this man was utterly annihilated—his path to rebirth erased. The sword intent surged like a tide, obliterating all traces of life.
After the light faded, only ashes remained.
Boom!
In the sky, clashes erupted as two other supreme beings gave chase, seeking to capture Shi Hao. With three supreme experts present, how dare he act so brazenly?
He had slain Hong Zhen, but what he truly severed was their dignity.
Swoosh!
The third supreme being abandoned Hong Zhen’s corpse and soared into the heavens, joining the pursuit.
The Heavenly Path Sect was nestled among divine mountains, shrouded in white mist and bathed in radiant light, its aura vibrant and majestic, with dragon energy rising in abundance.
Here, floating islands hovered, ancient cities stood unyielding, divine herbs perfumed the air, and remnants of immortal paths lingered.
Today, a great battle erupted beyond the mountain gates. The sect’s formations awakened in full, not daring to delay even a moment. The grand protective array activated, releasing streams of immortal energy.
“Shi Hao’s might truly shakes the world!” an elder sighed.
“A figure like this appears only once in an era,” another nodded in agreement.
“But what use is his strength? Can he enter the Immortal Domain? His achievements have reached their limit,” yet another elder shook his head.
This reflected the differing attitudes within the Heavenly Path Sect.
Qing Yi stood silently, her eyes like tranquil water, yet shimmering with divine radiance. Clad in white, her immortal aura grew ever more profound.
Her heart was anything but calm. Within her, a battle raged—one moment she was Yue Chan, the next Qing Yi. Memories of the past resurfaced, one by one.
In this lifetime, her fate had been intertwined with his. Where to go? What to choose? How to decide?
Her eyes misted over, lost in reverie as the past pressed upon her.
The next moment, she was serene once more, cold as the moon, exuding an otherworldly aura—that was Yue Chan. She, too, sought transcendence, her sole purpose in life to ascend to immortality.
The mortal world could be severed!
She could raise her sword and cut away her final attachments.
“Qing Yi, are you still there?” Shi Hao’s voice echoed from the heavens as he clashed with the three supreme beings, glancing downward.
“Leave. Do not linger. Qing Yi has severed her mortal ties and will ascend to the Immortal Domain,” an elder of the Heavenly Path Sect declared.
“Young friend, it is best you depart swiftly, lest you draw the attention of those who bear you ill will,” another advised kindly.
Shi Hao gazed at Qing Yi. “Are you leaving this world?”
Her body trembled slightly as she slowly raised her arm, as if to wave—but then it froze mid-air.
Her heart grew even more turbulent. The two souls fused within her seemed on the verge of splitting again, locked in opposition—a reflection of her fractured will.
What choice was there?
“Please, leave!” another voice from the Heavenly Path Sect urged, eyes fixed on Shi Hao.
The sect was preparing to enter the Immortal Domain, having forged ties with an ancient and mighty lineage—one that had birthed immortal kings.
Though Shi Hao was peerless in talent, he had clashed with certain factions in the Immortal Domain. The sect had received warnings and dared not invite trouble.
The remnants of the fallen immortals, the young lords of certain sects—all had grievances with Shi Hao!
Entering the Immortal Domain required caution. Associating too closely with Shi Hao could lead to unforeseen consequences.
“Qing Yi!” Shi Hao called again, louder this time.
Amidst the mist-shrouded divine mountains of the Heavenly Path Sect, a graceful figure stood in hesitation, wavering—until finally, she seemed to shake her head.
“Young friend, you must leave. Take care of yourself,” the sect master spoke at last.
Finally, Qing Yi stood still, shaking her head slowly.
“Very well. Farewell.” With that, Shi Hao soared into the heavens.
“Where do you think you’re going?!” The three supreme beings gave chase, intent on intercepting and slaying him.
At that moment, Shi Hao split into three phantoms, three great Dao flowers blooming as if he had multiplied, each figure darting in a different direction.
Just like that, he was gone.
Qing Yi’s heart clenched in pain, a deep sorrow welling within her. She raised her arm, reaching toward the sky.
The Heavenly Path Sect watched in stunned silence. None had expected this young legend who had shaken the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths to depart so decisively.
Some among them sighed in regret. Who could deny Shi Hao’s unparalleled genius? What heights might he have reached had he entered the Immortal Domain and ascended to immortality?
But he would not go. And in this world, immortality was unattainable.
Not now. Not ever.
The age of dwindling Dharma was inevitable!
Who could defy fate? Who could break these shackles? When even cultivation itself would fade, how could one speak of immortality?
Splat!
In the distance, a streak of blood light flashed, accompanied by a sword beam that severed the stars. A severed arm, still attached to its shoulder, plummeted from the sky.
One of the Hong Clan’s supreme beings, in the midst of pursuit, had nearly been split in two. He crashed to the ground, blood gushing.
Supreme blood could shatter mountains and rivers. The earth quaked violently, the scene horrifying to behold.
The Heavenly Path Sect watched with bated breath. This was Shi Hao—even in departure, he left behind such a stunning strike, severing a supreme being’s arm.
Yet it was not over. Suddenly, a divine rainbow descended from the heavens—swift as a falling star, crashing down with world-shaking force.
Boom!
It was Shi Hao. Instead of fleeing, he had turned back, pursuing the wounded supreme being to deliver the killing blow.
“You—!” The Hong Clan’s supreme being was aghast. How dare he be so audacious?
“Brat, you won’t escape!” The other two, having chased the wrong targets, now rushed back in fury.
Crash!
The one-armed supreme being was sent flying, coughing blood as the descending figure—like an immortal king—struck him once more.
With a sickening crunch, the sword strike split his body apart, sword energy raging within him.
“Ah—!”
He screamed as his body shattered, blood mist erupting in the air—a ghastly sight.
The other two arrived just in time, shielding him and dispersing the sword energy. But the damage was done—his combat power had plummeted.
The three stood together now, no longer daring to separate or pursue. Cautiously, they burned a yellow talisman, sending a message.
“Follow me again, and I’ll slaughter you all,” Shi Hao declared coldly.
And just like that, he departed—unfettered, unrestrained—striding across the starry sky without a care.
Humiliation burned in the three supreme beings. To be outmaneuvered and wounded by a single youth—how could Shi Hao be so formidable?
The Heavenly Path Sect stood in stunned silence, all deeply shaken.
“Qing Yi, before you leave, I will send the real you off.” From the depths of the cosmos, a gentle voice reached her ears—hers alone to hear.
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