The chariot advanced, enveloped in swirling chaos—a supreme war vehicle carrying the Golden Matriarch, pulled by nine phoenix-like birds, a display of grandeur beyond compare!
Along the way, beings of all races bowed deeply from afar, many even prostrating themselves on the ground, their faces filled with terror and trembling fear.
For the Golden Matriarch seemed lost in thought, pondering weighty matters, her supreme aura radiating outward, causing all powerful beings along the path to shudder uncontrollably.
In the Nine Heavens, she was an unrivaled powerhouse, beyond challenge.
A mere thought from a supreme being could slay even those at the Dunyi Realm, annihilating all life. At this level, she stood high above, untouchable.
Yet, she remained within the Mortal Dao Domain, not yet ascending to the True Immortal Realm—meaning she was not yet impervious to calamity, nor truly immortal.
The Golden Matriarch hesitated, torn between choices: Should she sacrifice great interests to enter the Immortal Domain, or plunge into darkness and embrace the Dark World?
The Golden Clan originated from the Immortal Domain, where they once had deep roots. But over the eons, the world had changed, their ancestral lineage had migrated, and all was no longer as it once was.
The Immortal Domain was vast, unfathomably so—some regions even beyond the reach of Immortal Kings.
The Golden Clan’s ancestral line had seemingly fled war, retreating into lands most factions dared not tread.
*”We had a lead, a brief connection—why has it been severed?”* The Golden Matriarch seethed with frustration.
If she had a choice, she would never willingly step into the Dark World, for the slightest misstep could mean losing herself entirely, corrupted by darkness.
Yet, the Dark World had assured her—they possessed the means to ensure the Golden Clan retained their memories, undergoing a dark rebirth.
If true, the benefits were immense! They would not only survive but remain themselves, undergoing a dark evolution, their cultivation soaring to unprecedented heights.
Tempting—yet she remained wary, fearing deception.
Now, she journeyed to meet a True Immortal family of the Immortal Domain, and on her return, she would personally encounter a being of darkness.
She was playing with fire. The Golden Clan was playing with fire.
Shi Hao followed from afar, biding his time.
He was puzzled—the supreme aura emanating from the chariot was unstable, fluctuating wildly. *”Shouldn’t be. Is the Golden Matriarch emotionally unsettled, lost in thought?”*
*”I’ll strike now. A rare opportunity!”* Shi Hao declared.
The little dog glowed, though much of its cultivation had been severed, it was still beyond ordinary beings. It shielded Cao Yusheng, watching from a distance.
Shi Hao took a deep breath, silently unsheathing the Great Luo Sword Embryo. In an instant, he merged with the blade, transforming into a streak of immortal radiance—a single sword strike, piercing westward into the heavens, aimed at the chariot.
Too fast for any reaction!
For this strike, he spared no effort—Phoenix Wings, Kun Peng Wings, Thunder Wings—all manifested and fused, propelling him countless miles in a single motion.
Shi Hao pierced through the heavens, plunging into the chariot!
The war chariot was sturdy, an extraordinary defensive treasure, now ablaze with radiant runes, dazzlingly bright.
Yet, the Great Luo Sword Embryo was transcendent, its material unique, and under Shi Hao’s power, its might was terrifying.
Especially now—he unleashed the Grass-Sword Art, sword energy splitting the heavens, erupting from the blade with unimaginable force.
**CRACK!**
The chariot exploded, instantly shredded. A single sword strike, divine light flooding the skies, chaos surging—its power annihilated all.
The Golden Matriarch jolted awake. Sensing the killing intent from behind, she reacted instantly—not turning, but darting sideways, fleeing forward.
As she evaded, the heavens shattered—her supreme physique alone crushed the world around her, a testament to the might of beings at this level.
But Shi Hao was relentless. Intent on killing her, he poured all his power into pursuit, his cultivation pushed to the limit.
Sword energy surged, the Grass-Sword Art bloomed, sweeping across existence. Infinite sword intent enveloped the heavens, slaughter-light omnipresent—inescapable.
Yet, few supreme beings died to ambushes. Their divine senses were too sharp. The Golden Matriarch fought back desperately, evading and countering.
**SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT!**
The nine phoenix-like birds exploded one after another. Despite their formidable cultivation, personally refined by the Golden Matriarch, they stood no chance.
In a battle of supremes, beings of other realms had no resistance—annihilated instantly, reduced to bloody mist, body and soul extinguished.
This was not even a contest.
In truth, no other life remained nearby. The Golden Matriarch’s attendants and servants had all turned to dust under such pressure—the area was cleared!
The Golden Matriarch’s mind reeled. *”Who in the Nine Heavens dares attack me? Who even can?”*
Her first thought—had word of the Golden Clan’s dealings with the Dark World leaked? Had the Immortal Domain sent assassins?
Or—had the Dark World discovered her wavering loyalty and sent enforcers to punish her?
**SPLAT!**
Blood sprayed from her back as a sword beam pierced through. Wounded, she remained passive, never turning to face her attacker.
Her paranoia had distracted her, preventing her from unleashing her full might.
**SHING!**
Cautious, she avoided a death duel, transforming into divine light, attempting to flee.
**BOOM!**
Shi Hao erupted, unleashing the true Eight-Nine Heavenly Art—the supreme technique of the Chaos Monkey lineage, a strike of world-shattering force.
As his fist descended, the heavens trembled, space shattered, chaos surged—as if the world was being reborn.
This was Shi Hao’s strongest blow, his spirit and energy peaking in perfect harmony.
**BANG!**
The Golden Matriarch shrieked, her body hurled through the sky, half of it mangled and bloody, crashing toward the horizon.
Too smooth. Shi Hao was stunned—she hadn’t even turned to fight, only fled.
*”The older they get, the more cowardly,”* he mused. The Golden Matriarch had actually run.
**ROAR!**
Shi Hao gave chase, gathering boundless divine energy. Witnesses would be stunned—he was hunting a supreme being!
The Golden Matriarch, renowned for centuries, even in her waning years, was no ordinary foe—her mana vast, her combat prowess peerless.
Yet—**WHOOSH!**—she vanished into the void.
*”Go! To the Golden Clan’s estate! Their recall formation activated, pulling her back. How pathetic.”* The little dog appeared.
Shi Hao said nothing, taking it and Cao Yusheng with him, speeding away.
The Golden Clan’s grand formation protected their lands—and served another purpose: recalling the Golden Matriarch from afar.
**THUD!**
The Golden Matriarch crashed to the ground, bloodied, half her body ruined, horrifying her clan. Their ancestral matriarch—reduced to this!
Almost instantly, Shi Hao arrived.
The chariot had not yet left the Nine Heavens. With his supreme speed, he closed the distance effortlessly.
*”Hmph. I see the formation’s workings now. Charge in—her panic will reveal its secrets.”* The little dog analyzed.
Without a word, Shi Hao raised his sword, unleashing peerless sword intent, storming the estate. Who could stop him?
Even a long-life clan could not resist—unless their grand formation activated, or the Golden Matriarch herself intervened.
**SPLAT!**
A Dunyi Realm expert’s head flew, body and soul detonating moments later. The rest collapsed, trembling in terror.
Shi Hao marched through the formation, straight for the Golden Matriarch.
*”Conspiring with the Dark World—do you admit your crimes?!”* Shi Hao roared.
The freshly escaped Golden Matriarch panicked further, rushing deeper into the formation, seeking its core to escape her pursuer.
Shi Hao’s words struck deep—she thought her secrets exposed.
*”Her steps betray the formation! I see it now!”* The little dog guided Shi Hao, tracking her path.
Once, the Golden Matriarch had looked down on Shi Hao, nearly crushing him with a finger had the Great Elder not intervened.
In the end, she had still orchestrated his exile from Imperial Pass, handing him to the Foreign Realm—a near-fatal betrayal.
She never imagined that boy would grow so swiftly, now storming her clan with a sword, seeking her life.
This would shake the Nine Heavens. All long-life clans would tremble!
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