Chapter 1437: Targeting the Top Ten Masters

“I don’t know, he didn’t give his name,” someone replied indignantly, still seething from the Imperial Clan member’s contemptuous disregard.

When that Imperial Clan member appeared, there were no words—only slaughter. He crushed all opponents in his path, leaving mountains of corpses and rivers of blood, spreading immense terror.

Such was the might of the Imperial Clan. Emerging only once in countless millennia, they were invincible when they struck, annihilating all rivals of their generation.

They could even look down upon elders, triumphing across realms, tearing enemies apart barehanded.

“Where is he?” Shi Hao asked, wondering if that being had appeared this time.

“He was here last time, but who knows now? The battlefield is vast, and at least in this region, we haven’t seen him,” came the reply.

This time, Shi Hao had come for battle, to temper himself—but not to reveal his identity. It was too dangerous; many in the foreign realm sought him, marking him as a target to be eliminated.

The foreign realm was warlike, its clans fierce and proud. They could not tolerate repeated defeats at the hands of a single individual. Their young elites longed for someone to step forward and slay “Huang.”

Moreover, they needed to defeat him openly, before all. Otherwise, being suppressed by beings from a world they had conquered was unbearable.

“They’ve been searching for Huang, wanting to defeat him publicly to erase the shame of their losses. If Huang truly comes, there will surely be a great battle,” someone remarked.

In fact, the foreign realm’s warriors had already begun taunting Huang, challenging him to a fair duel between the two armies, where only the young elites would fight, with no interference from others.

“When the time comes, the foreign realm’s top ten young masters will surely appear—and to ensure victory, they might even bring an Imperial Clan member!” someone speculated.

After gathering enough information, Shi Hao fell silent.

He thanked the group without revealing his face, then charged forward, slaughtering his way through the foreign army.

On this battlefield, only those at the Heavenly Deity Realm or above could participate—proof that these were elite warriors, carefully selected for their strength.

After all, in the outside world, Heavenly Deity Realm cultivators were already considered experts.

The Void Path and Severing Self Realms formed the main force. Though fewer in number than Heavenly Deity cultivators, their combat power was immense, capable of swaying battles.

As for those at the Dunyi Realm, they were commanders—riding atop Heaven-Devouring Beasts or standing proudly in the skies, locked in fierce combat with their peers. These experts were few, positioned far above the desert below, leading the charge.

And of course, there were also Supreme Realm experts lurking in the shadows, locked in a standoff, rarely intervening unless absolutely necessary, as they were constantly monitored by their counterparts.

After his tribulation, Shi Hao’s strength had surged. Though still at the Void Path Realm, he could now slay Severing Self Realm beings with ease.

Thus, he moved through the battlefield with calm precision, facing no life-threatening danger—he was already a high-tier combatant.

With the Supreme Realm experts holding back and the Dunyi Realm knights battling in the skies, Shi Hao reigned supreme on the ground, leaving a trail of blood and corpses in his wake.

“ROAR—!”

Just then, a red-haired monstrosity locked onto him—a Severing Self Realm being with a human torso and serpentine lower body, its crimson mane whipping wildly as it lunged.

*CRACK!*

Its tail swept through the air like a divine blade, splitting the heavens with terrifying force.

Shi Hao assessed the creature—this was no ordinary Severing Self Realm warrior. Raising his left hand, he formed a sword seal and slashed forward.

*SHING!*

A dark-red beam shot from his fingertip, unassuming yet lethally sharp, like an ancient immortal sword cutting through the void.

He had invoked a wisp of the Immortal-Slaying Guillotine’s essence—not because he couldn’t defeat the creature, but to test the power of this divine radiance.

The moment he unleashed it, Shi Hao’s heart shuddered. The energy drain was staggering, nearly emptying his reserves in an instant, leaving his face pale.

Even at his peak, with his life force blazing, he had almost been drained dry. He immediately began absorbing the world’s essence to replenish himself—running dry on the battlefield was a death sentence.

*BOOM!*

The serpent’s massive tail shattered the void with overwhelming force—until the dark-red radiance met it.

The result was horrifying. The tail was severed cleanly, blood spraying silently.

Simultaneously, the beam pierced forward, impaling the monster’s torso.

“AHHH—!” The creature screamed in disbelief. In a single exchange, it had been nearly bisected.

Shi Hao was stunned. The Immortal-Slaying Guillotine’s essence was terrifying—indestructible, defying the heavens.

But the cost was too high. He couldn’t use it recklessly.

Leaping into the air, Shi Hao finished the crippled foe with a single palm strike, splitting its skull.

It was over in an instant—a mighty expert, slain just like that.

Glancing around, Shi Hao was relieved. No one had paid attention to the dark-red radiance. Even if seen, none would suspect its origin.

Who could guess it was a wisp of the Immortal-Slaying Guillotine’s power? They’d only assume he was simply that strong.

“This is my trump card. I must not reveal it lightly,” Shi Hao reminded himself, saving it for a true crisis.

Moving toward the earlier commotion, he reached a fiercely contested zone where several foreign youths were slaughtering their way through the defenders.

One beast stood out—lion-like, covered in scales, its mane made of golden bone spikes. It had already butchered countless, feasting on the fallen.

“Bring out Huang! My elder brother has come to slay him!” it roared, devouring a dozen men in one bite.

A royal—and a mighty one at that. Despite being at the Void Path Realm, it had slain Severing Self Realm experts, though not without cost. Its body was drenched in blood, both its enemies’ and its own.

“If Huang were here, you wouldn’t be alive to bark!” a defender sneered.

Shi Hao recognized the speaker—a face from the young elites’ gathering, though he couldn’t recall the name.

“Then I’ll slaughter you all until he shows!” The lion pounced, its claws shredding the void.

*CLANG!*

The young defender blocked with his blade, but within moments, he was overwhelmed. His weapon shattered, and his shoulder was nearly torn off.

“ROAR—!” The lion’s thunderous roar sent the youth flying, blood gushing from his mouth, his soul nearly shattered.

Others nearby collapsed, some dying instantly, their orifices bleeding.

Shi Hao’s eyes turned icy. He shot forward, intercepting the lion’s killing blow.

“Another fool seeking death?” The golden beast roared again, this time at Shi Hao.

In response, Shi Hao unleashed a thunderous blast from his palm, dwarfing the lion’s roar.

*BOOM!*

The beast was sent flying, scales torn away, its body charred and smoking. It swayed, barely alive.

“Still breathing? You’re tenacious,” Shi Hao remarked, shocking all who heard.

“Time to die.” With a flash, a lightning blade formed in his hand, cleaving through the lion’s defenses and slicing off half its skull.

Just like that—swift, brutal, decisive.

The onlookers were stunned, especially the defenders. Who was this monster, slaughtering a royal so effortlessly?

“Disaster! The Lion King’s brother is dead!” someone shrieked.

“Send word—the Jade-Eyed Golden-Scaled Lion King’s kin has fallen!” The foreign warriors panicked, revealing the slain beast’s high status.

“Run! That was one of the foreign realm’s top ten young masters’ brothers. If the Lion King learns of this, he’ll go berserk!” the rescued youth urged.

To them, the foreign realm’s top ten were invincible—only flight could save them.

“Go. I’ll handle this,” Shi Hao said. He had come for the top ten, but he planned to strike and vanish, not seeking fame—just their lives.

A distant roar shook the land.

The Jade-Eyed Golden-Scaled Lion King had heard. A mountainous figure stormed toward them, shaking the desert with each step.

“Since you’re here, I’ll start with you. One by one, I’ll hunt them all,” Shi Hao murmured coldly.