Chapter 1842: Breakthrough Once More

Deep in the cold and dark cosmos, on a desolate planet.

Shi Hao sat in serene meditation, his breath forming wisps of white mist that coiled around his body like dragons and serpents before returning to his nostrils.

As time passed, the phenomenon grew increasingly mystical. Waves of white light surged from his mouth and nose, resonating like the roars of tigers and dragons, accompanied by rolling thunder that encircled his form.

This battle had granted him immense benefits, and now he was consolidating his cultivation and refining his Dao. Hidden on a small star in the depths of the universe, he reflected on his triumph.

Slaying a Supreme Being in a single battle—such a feat was earth-shattering. Having just attained the Dao, he had already felled a renowned veteran through a bloody struggle, a truly astonishing achievement.

This was the most significant battle since Shi Hao became a Supreme Being. The clash with another Dao-attainer had granted him profound insights and immense gains.

In his eyes, killing a Dao-attainer among the dark creatures paled in comparison. Those so-called Supreme Beings, evolved through the corruption of dark matter, were not true Supreme Beings in his estimation.

Were it not for their dark matter, which could corrode the beings of the Nine Heavens, Shi Hao believed that in a battle of equals, those so-called Dark Supreme Beings would all be slain.

The universe was boundless, the starry sea vast. If one truly wished to hide, it would take an eternity to be found.

Moreover, as a Supreme Being, if he deliberately concealed his essence and suppressed all traces of his aura, even the strongest from the Immortal Domain would likely fail to locate him.

The little dog dozed nearby, itching to steal that immortal spring eye. Unfortunately, Shi Hao had already stored it away, refusing to let the little rascal wreak havoc with it.

It had been given a segment of silver dragon—a refined essence born from the immortal spring eye. After devouring part of it, the pup carefully tucked away the rest, squinting its eyes as it refined the energy.

This was a supreme tonic, capable of sustaining even a crippled immortal. Naturally, the little dog also reaped tremendous benefits. It felt as though its ruined cultivation was slowly recovering, a newfound vitality stirring within.

Shi Hao immersed himself in cultivation, his mind clear and empty, contemplating the path of his Dao. A single session of seclusion consumed over two months, yet in his perception, it felt like mere hours.

When his eyes snapped open, two divine beams shot from the planet, instantly illuminating the dark cosmos. Those were Shi Hao’s piercing, awe-inspiring gaze.

“Not bad, kid. Your Dao has advanced again. You’re truly a freak—were you raised on immortal dragon eggs? How do you cultivate so fast?”

“I’ve loved dog meat since childhood, especially black dog hot pot. It’s what fueled my growth,” Shi Hao chuckled, rising to his feet.

“Woof!” The little dog snarled, pouncing at him in a frenzy of biting and clawing. To it, this was nothing short of provocation.

Shi Hao wanted to test his Dao fruits by sparring with this enigmatic little beast. In an instant, fierce gales howled, and stars trembled.

Ripples of Dao light spread in all directions. Some celestial bodies and meteors silently disintegrated into cosmic dust under the sacred undulations.

Though the pup’s cultivation had fallen from its peak, its physical body remained unmatched, and it still retained some of its former strength.

At the very least, ordinary Supreme Beings couldn’t do much to it.

A long while later, peace returned. Shi Hao sat cross-legged once more, resuming his cultivation.

The little dog nearly threw a tantrum, one eye blackened, its tail nearly plucked bare, and blood at the corner of its mouth. Such humiliation was unbearable.

But when Shi Hao pressed the Great Luo Sword Embryo into its tiny paws, its anger evaporated. Grinning foolishly, it clung to the treasure, refusing to let go.

“Let’s be clear—I’m lending it to you for a month to study its origins. It’s not a gift,” Shi Hao warned.

“Relax, it’s not like Immortal Grass. I can’t chew or break it,” the pup retorted.

Had it been a longevity medicine or an immortal spring eye, the treasure would’ve vanished like meat thrown to a dog—never to return!

Shi Hao ignored it, focusing on his cultivation. Immortal qi steamed from his crown, coalescing into three strands that writhed like true dragons.

A fourth, thicker strand emerged, circling once before plunging into his body.

Above his head, the three strands transformed into flowers, gradually bearing fruit.

When one fruit ripened and split, a figure sat cross-legged atop it!

This mysterious transformation was incomprehensible to outsiders. Only Shi Hao could slowly grasp its meaning.

Half a month later, he awoke once more, this time concluding his seclusion.

His blood qi erupted, denser than before. His entire body blazed like a furnace, illuminating the dark cosmos with overwhelming grandeur and might!

The little dog gasped. “You’re truly a monster. Have you touched the mid-level of the Supreme Being realm?”

Shi Hao had broken through again!

The pup found it absurd. This kid was too freakish, his cultivation speed inhuman. Was he truly born for the Dao, a ruthless figure destined for battle?

Such speed left no room for criticism.

The little dog was stunned, muttering to itself—was this creature truly born to face the great calamity?

When the heavens trembled and that day arrived, would such a being rise to dominance?

The pup looked as if it had seen a ghost.

“We should return. I think the crippled immortal has swallowed his rage. He didn’t go mad searching for me,” Shi Hao said.

Two streaks of light traversed the starry sky, departing the desolate region for the lands of the living.

As Shi Hao predicted, the crippled immortal had seethed but ultimately restrained himself. Fearful of death, he dared not squander his limited life essence.

For over two months, the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths had been in turmoil.

Huang had reappeared, defying all logic. Surviving the Immortal-Severing Curse, not only had he retained his cultivation, but he’d also become a Supreme Being—a miracle!

Battling Jin Taijun, slaying a Dark Supreme Being, capturing and killing members of the Wang Family, executing the Immortal Palace’s Supreme Being…

Which of these feats wasn’t world-shaking?

All occurring in a single day, they sent shockwaves through every clan. Many could no longer sit still, gripped by anxiety and unease.

Huang’s name echoed across the world. Absent for thirty years, his return had stirred storms in all directions!

A single man had shaken the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, leaving all in awe.

Huang’s dominance surpassed even his past glory. With such prowess, who could oppose him?

All realized that unless the Immortal Domain intervened, no one in the mortal realm could suppress him.

Even Wang Changsheng, the foremost expert in the mortal world, would struggle to kill Huang. Many believed that despite his youth, Huang could escape and preserve himself.

“The Immortal Domain seeks Huang—is this fortune or misfortune?”

“Perhaps a blessing. His talent could awe even the beings of the Immortal Domain.”

“Not necessarily. Some might capture him to uncover his secrets. How else could he soar so relentlessly?”

For two months, speculation ran rampant about Huang’s whereabouts and his future.

Yet the Immortal Domain’s forces were withdrawing. Over two months, their armies retreated, with only a few remaining, gradually departing.

Rebellions erupted among those denied return, but all were ruthlessly crushed.

“The Immortal Domain is leaving, possibly for good. Who will restrain Huang then?” some lamented, their hearts heavy.

Clearly, these were those who had opposed Shi Hao, siding with the Wang Family, Jin Family, and Immortal Palace.

“The crippled immortal endured it? Didn’t act? Is even he afraid now?”

“Hah! Glorious! Slaying a Supreme Being with a sword—only Huang could achieve this. Such a feat calls for celebration!”

Reactions varied—some worried, others rejoiced.

“Latest news: An envoy from the Immortal Domain arrived at the Immortal Palace, delivering a decree reprimanding the crippled immortal!”

Huang’s survival of the Immortal-Severing Curse had drawn the Immortal Domain’s attention. Some powerhouses deemed the crippled immortal deserving of death for harming such a genius.

Thus, after two months of uproar, a decree was issued, harshly rebuking the Immortal Palace lineage, dashing the crippled immortal’s hopes of entering the Immortal Domain.

He was ordered to reflect in seclusion, forbidden from causing further trouble.

Most crucially, the decree stated that his life was spared only so he could atone—by fighting the lingering dark creatures. Otherwise, a blade would descend to claim his life!

This news sent shockwaves through the world!