There exist ancient lineages, their legacies stretching back to the dawn of creation, who are most sensitive to such omens. Their longevity is no accident—they have survived for a reason.
All these clans possess an innate, razor-sharp intuition.
It is a gift from their ancestors, imprinted in their blood, for their forebears endured cataclysms, calamities, and the apocalyptic chaos of the Immortal Ancient Era!
Now, they sense it—a great catastrophe looms, drawing near!
The great orthodoxies are scrambling for countermeasures. If an unpredictable calamity descends, how will they coexist? How will they survive?
“Enter the Immortal Domain! We must find a way into the Immortal Domain! The lower realm is no longer a land of purity—it is doomed to be shattered, reduced to scorched earth, drenched in the blood of living beings!”
An aged emperor of an eternal dynasty spoke urgently, his voice trembling with agitation during a clan council.
In his twilight years, his intuition had grown preternaturally sharp.
“But how?” someone muttered, frowning. “That place isn’t one you can simply waltz into. The restrictions are too severe.”
This time, the Immortal Domain’s selection of invincible seeds seemed deliberate—an accumulation of power. Was it foresight, or mere coincidence?
Most of them would never qualify. Perhaps only a handful of their clan’s most vigorous elites stood a chance.
“The envoy of the Immortal Domain—where is he now? Find him quickly! Offer him rare treasures, persuade him to make concessions. We must secure more slots for our clan!”
“Difficult. Far too difficult. He wouldn’t dare overstep—every clan is watching, and the Immortal Domain itself would surely intervene!”
At the mention of the envoy, minds inevitably turned to his current stance. With anomalies erupting across the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, he must have heard. What was his position?
“Dispatch envoys to seek an audience with that envoy! What are his plans? What does he make of this upheaval?”
Several noble clans sent high-ranking members to probe the envoy’s intentions.
But the news they received chilled their hearts—the envoy was packing, preparing to depart in haste, unwilling to delay even a moment longer.
“Why? Does this truly herald disaster?” Unease spread like wildfire, gnawing at their minds.
Was the envoy fleeing? Had he foreseen the coming cataclysm?
“Rumor has it the envoy suffered setbacks in the lower realm, hence his departure.”
“Setbacks? What happened?”
“A great menace emerged in the lower realm! It hunted the envoy, forcing him into a desperate flight. He nearly perished in the Void God Realm!”
This shocking revelation would have caused an uproar—had it not been overshadowed by the celestial anomalies.
Otherwise, it would have sent tremors through the upper realm, sparking widespread panic.
Even so, the news left the clans speechless for a long while. A demonic ape had risen in the lower realm?!
“The envoy… was driven away? This is…” Emotions churned within them, a storm of disbelief and dread.
“No, that’s just the surface. The truth is—this celestial anomaly is too severe! Even the Immortal Domain’s envoy couldn’t remain composed. He fled preemptively!”
“He… fled because of that?!”
This analysis sent shivers down the spines of many great cultivators. Was the calamity truly imminent?
“Watch him closely! Observe every move!” an elder commanded.
Soon, reports confirmed the envoy’s actions.
Upon hearing the news from across the realms, the envoy turned and left without hesitation. He abandoned the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, speeding toward the Immortal Domain with a handful of youths in tow.
The envoy’s abrupt departure left the clans in stunned silence, their fears deepening.
“Did he say anything?”
“He claimed he would report to the Immortal Kings for judgment,” came the reply.
For a time, unease gripped the ancient sects of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
### The Immortal Palace
The ancient bronze hall stood immovable, a sacred relic and a grand council chamber. Its surface bore patches of verdigris, flaking away at the slightest touch, a testament to its antiquity.
Today, the hall glowed as the Immortal Palace’s supreme beings performed rites, communicating with the crippled immortal slumbering beneath—a being sustained by a divine spring.
“It has truly come to pass. We must leave, or we will surely perish. We must enter the Immortal Domain!”
The crippled immortal stirred, delivering a dire response. He urged the palace’s leaders to wait patiently for the Immortal Domain’s return, then seize the chance to enter—no matter the cost.
**Boom!**
That day, the Immortal Palace’s grounds quaked as dragon qi surged and immortal mist billowed. The crippled immortal worked mighty sorcery, attempting to extract the divine spring. He was preparing to flee!
“The crippled immortal is leaving!”
The news spread, and the great sects fell into grim silence. No further speculation was needed—chaos was coming.
Days later, the divine spring surfaced, accompanied by an altar where the crippled immortal sat, performing rites. The altar blazed with light as he sought to open the gates to the Immortal Domain, offering treasures and immortal blood in sacrifice.
Yet, he failed.
“The Immortal Domain rejected even the crippled immortal!”
The sects erupted in shock.
The Immortal Domain was impenetrable—none could force their way in. Yet those from within had means to communicate, to offer sacrifices and establish links.
But the crippled immortal’s rejection defied all expectations.
Soon after, a decree descended: Only invincible seeds could enter the Immortal Domain, and they could bring a portion of their clans.
The announcement sent tremors through the realms. A partial exodus meant the recreation of entire lineages—only the essential members needed to cross.
Instantly, figures like the Banished Immortal, the Heavenly Horned Ant, and the Dual-Pupiled became prime targets for recruitment. The stronger the seed, the more kin they could bring.
Only now did some realize their folly—had Shi Hao been present, he could have ushered countless into the Immortal Domain!
“Was Shi Hao truly crippled?”
“Who hunted the envoy—the demonic ape or him?”
Doubts festered.
Even the Immortal Palace fell silent. If even they were denied reentry, what hope had the rest?
Now, if Shi Hao lived—if he remained unbroken—befriending him could mean salvation. Many were stunned by the realization.
“We must go to the Void God Realm! If Shi Hao lives, we must retrieve him—no matter the cost!”
Some were desperate to bring him back.
But it was no simple task. The lower realm was sealed, its pathways severed.
Meanwhile, terrifying news from the Void God Realm had spread across the upper world.
The deputy leader of the Heavenly Nation, the Immortal Palace’s second-in-command, the mighty cultivators of the Howling Clan—even experts from the Wang and Jin families of the Nine Heavens—had perished there.
Fear and awe spread like wildfire.
“Horrifying! Those powerhouses were devoured!”
“Was it Shi Hao or the demonic ape? Likely the latter.”
Speculation ran rampant.
### Shi Hao’s Ordeal
While the upper realm debated, Shi Hao was locked in brutal combat.
To become a Supreme Being, he had to fight his way through the Bloody Swamp, battling the remnants of past supremes.
The Bird Grandpa and the Essence Grandpa had unveiled the swamp’s true form.
Bones and corpses littered its depths—spiritual remnants of ancient powerhouses, some once peerless in their era.
Their dao traces lingered, and now they stirred, forcing Shi Hao into a gauntlet of bloodshed.
“The day you slay them, you’ll have become a Supreme,” the Bird Grandpa said.
Shi Hao spat blood. Did these old geezers need to state the obvious?
Here, he had no choice but to fight—and suffer.
Hunted, crushed, sealed—his torment was relentless.
Yet the swamp’s depths held a grand altar, ensuring combatants could revive even if shattered into light.
This was a crucible, forged to temper the strong.
Shi Hao knew it would force his growth. Facing supremes daily, how could he not improve?
Now he saw the lower realm’s value. The Forbidden Lord honed his body; the Void God Realm tempered his spirit.
He waited, biding his time—for the day he would soar beyond the heavens.
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