“Child!” The Lü family rushed forward, their hearts shattered with grief as they retrieved Lü Hong’s bloodstained body. The once vibrant and beautiful woman had lost all signs of life.
Shi Hao wished he could step onto the battlefield immediately, slaying the Serpent Yaksha and the Golden Demon Bird, crushing their ambitions and beliefs.
The Golden Demon Bird had transformed into human form, her face pale and bloodless, her golden hair fluttering wildly as she retreated in extreme panic.
The corresponding Immortal Turtle Slab had turned a deep crimson, a sight so horrifying it sent chills down her spine, forcing her to withdraw.
At this moment, not only was Shi Hao stepping forward, but another figure was also moving—Shi Yi. This surprised many.
Among the younger generation of the Shi clan, there was not only Shi Hao but also Shi Yi, the legendary “Undefeated Myth” with his dual-pupiled eyes.
In recent years, Shi Yi had kept a low profile, and few knew of his progress or true strength, as he rarely made a move.
Suddenly, another figure glanced around, causing another wave of astonishment.
It was Qin Hao—he had arrived too, observing the distant Immortal Turtle Slabs, uncertain if he would be chosen.
Many were surprised, while those from the Three Thousand Dao Provinces suddenly realized that this place wasn’t just home to Shi Hao and Shi Yi—there was another Shi.
Qin Hao was Shi Hao’s younger brother, highly regarded by an elder from the Immortal Academy. He had come to observe the battle.
However, in this oppressive atmosphere, he did not engage in deep conversation with his elder brother. Instead, he merely nodded from afar before silently focusing on the battlefield.
Since arriving at the border of the Great Scarlet Heaven, the forces of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths had suffered continuous defeats, with one young hero after another falling. The weight of these losses left few willing to speak.
In the distance, the Immortal Turtle Slabs shimmered, their clear radiance overflowing as chaotic mist spread, obscuring the sky and plunging everything into disorder.
“Such occurrences are rare. When the slabs stain with blood, it signifies death and calamity—a warning from fate that a deadly situation looms,” murmured an ancient being from the other side, standing by the Dark Abyss.
This was an extremely unusual event, seldom witnessed.
The Immortal Turtle Slabs were once supreme treasures, capable of divination, foretelling the fate of the world and individuals. Later, they were shattered in battle, reduced to fragments with diminished power.
Yet, occasionally, they would still awaken, glowing autonomously and revealing cryptic inscriptions that hinted at heavenly secrets!
When the slab corresponding to the Golden Demon Bird turned crimson, the expressions of some ancient beings darkened—they knew the situation was dire.
After an ancient being summoned the golden-haired woman, she retreated at incredible speed, not daring to linger for even a moment, fearing annihilation.
The young kings of the other side were stunned, uncertain if the Immortal Turtle Slab’s prediction was truly accurate.
Though the golden-haired woman was not among the absolute strongest of her generation, she was by no means weak—she was formidable. Yet, if she hadn’t retreated, she would have faced mortal peril!
At the Immortal Turtle Slabs, as the golden-haired woman withdrew, chaos churned violently, and the crimson hue on her corresponding slab dimmed.
“Hmm, not so simple. The slab’s crimson has faded—was the crisis averted? Or will it manifest later? Perhaps this individual has a karmic connection with the entire Golden Demon Bird race,” mused an ancient being from the other side.
Whoosh!
At that moment, another slab flew out from the chaos, heading toward Shi Hao—but it paused briefly before veering toward Shi Yi.
“Eh? Could it be him?” Many were astonished.
Yet, it did not stop there, soaring past and hovering above Qin Hao’s head.
The crowd was bewildered—who would it choose?
Swoosh!
The slab descended, appearing before a disciple of the Sacred Academy, its clear radiance flickering before settling—it had made its choice!
This outcome stunned everyone. The chosen one was a disciple of the Sacred Academy, unrelated to the three Shi.
“Unusual,” muttered an elder from the other side, equally surprised.
“Could this person be exceptionally powerful?” The young kings of the other side frowned, their expressions grave.
The elders of the Immortal Academy, Sacred Academy, and the ancient families narrowed their eyes, deep in thought.
At that moment, the Immortal Turtle Slab shone once more, selecting a young powerhouse from the other side—a silver-haired woman with silver pupils, tall and poised like a swaying silver lotus. Though beautiful, her gaze was too sharp, like twin silver stars, leaving no room for admiration.
“Fight!”
The Sacred Academy disciple acted decisively, attacking with his full strength. He was a prodigy, though his reputation had yet to spread, and his power was nearly on par with Qi Gu Daoist.
Yet, tragically, the silver-haired woman was far stronger than the Golden Demon Bird. The battle was unbearable to watch.
In just over a hundred exchanges, the Sacred Academy genius exhausted all his techniques, burning his essence and spirit to push his abilities to the limit—yet he still… lost!
The silver-haired woman moved gracefully, each step blooming with lotus flowers, her silver hair dancing as she extended a single finger.
A vivid blood flower blossomed. The genius’s eyes widened, losing their light as a bloody hole appeared in his forehead. He collapsed backward.
Without pause, the woman turned away, her snow-white skin exuding cold arrogance, as if the battle had been beneath her.
“Too weak. How can such a person be called a young supreme? Ridiculous!” She cast a disdainful glance at the young cultivators of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths before departing.
Fists clenched in frustration. The loss of their own was painful enough, but to be mocked so openly was unbearable.
“What is your name?” someone roared.
“Silver Spirit, of the Silver King Clan from the Qilong Ancient Mountains. Any objections?” she retorted arrogantly.
The elders of the ancient families on the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths side tensed—they knew of this ancient clan, whose members could turn opponents into liquid metal with their strange abilities.
Yet, Silver Spirit hadn’t even used her trump card!
The mood grew heavier. Three battles had passed, three young heroes had fallen, and not a single victory had been claimed.
Soon, the Immortal Turtle Slab glowed again, selecting the fourth pair.
“It’s him!”
Someone exclaimed—this time, the slab had chosen Purple Sun Heavenly Monarch, an absolute powerhouse. Had he not lost to Shi Hao, he would have remained a legend, born with divine signs—purple mist swirling around his mother’s womb, as if a great sun had descended.
Near the Dark Abyss, the ground cracked as the enemy emerged.
This was a bizarre creature—a centipede-like body of dark gold, cold and unyielding, its hundred legs shredding boulders as it moved.
Yet, it also had human legs, allowing it to stand upright, its centipede body dragging behind like a tail.
And it wielded a pair of mantis-like arms, also dark gold, sharp as twin blades, gleaming ominously.
This monster was clearly no ordinary being—standing on human legs with a centipede’s body, it was a terrifying sight.
“Boom—”
Purple Sun Heavenly Monarch struck without hesitation, summoning boundless purple energy to unleash a mighty divine ability.
“Clang—”
The creature’s segmented body resonated like a divine sword, its centipede legs emitting dreadful radiance as it lunged toward Purple Sun Heavenly Monarch!
The elders of the ancient families recognized this creature—the Mantis Centipede, a cold-blooded royal clan of the other side, infamous for its slaughterous aura, like a monarch from hell.
Even Purple Sun Heavenly Monarch’s most lethal techniques were shattered in the first clash. The Mantis Centipede’s body was indestructible, defying all attacks!
Horror spread—this clan was too terrifying.
Whoosh!
The Mantis Centipede moved like lightning, its human legs carrying it straight to Purple Sun Heavenly Monarch. Its mantis arms, wreathed in dark gold light, slashed downward.
The strike was swift and ruthless, carrying the aura of the other side’s Great Dao, as if the heavens themselves were collapsing, suppressing all things.
The sky was split apart, leaving only a blinding arc of blade light—the sole existence in that moment.
Many gasped. The younger generation paled—this Mantis Centipede was a true monarch-level horror, seemingly invincible.
Purple Sun Heavenly Monarch’s heart sank. He summoned the Purple Qi from the East, manifesting his flawless ancient seed—the Primordial Purple Qi Seed.
“Clang!”
The blade struck the seed, causing it to tremble violently. Though only partially formed, the seed was incredibly resilient.
Yet, under the blade’s might, some of the purple qi dispersed, destabilizing the seed’s manifestation.
“Die!”
Purple Sun Heavenly Monarch roared, his eyes bloodshot. He couldn’t afford another loss—this battle was meant to rebuild his invincible conviction.
An earth-shattering battle erupted. Never had he fought so desperately.
From the outset, he gathered all his strength, channeling the Primordial Purple Qi Seed’s full power and elevating his spirit to its peak.
His forehead blazed with white flame—the light of his soul, his strongest mental power.
His body trembled slightly as he unlocked all his potential, battling the Mantis Centipede with everything he had.
The fight was apocalyptic. Purple Sun Heavenly Monarch fought like a madman, his hair disheveled, his battle blood boiling.
But the Mantis Centipede was too strong!
Even when he wielded the Primordial Purple Qi Seed, the creature countered with an ancient chant, disrupting the seed’s power.
At one point, it nearly severed the connection between the seed and Purple Sun Heavenly Monarch, shocking him deeply.
The faces of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths side darkened—this was a grave development. The other side had devised methods to counter ancient seeds!
At the eight hundredth exchange, the Mantis Centipede spat a beam of black light—its innate secret art. The light corroded all things, collapsing space and distorting time.
“Not good!” Great Xu Tuo and others gasped.
Purple Sun Heavenly Monarch was being suppressed!
Simultaneously, the Mantis Centipede chanted in its mind, shaking the heavens and further disrupting the Primordial Purple Qi Seed’s power, as if gripping Purple Sun Heavenly Monarch’s lifeline.
“Pfft!”
A flash of blade light—a rainbow piercing the sun—cleaved the sky in two. Purple Sun Heavenly Monarch was bisected at the waist, blood raining down.
“Thud!”
The Mantis Centipede seized the Primordial Purple Qi Seed, ripping it away.
“Swish!”
Another blade flash, and Purple Sun Heavenly Monarch was carved into pieces, his skull split open—brutal and merciless.
The battlefield fell silent.
The Nine Heavens and Ten Earths side was speechless. Many clenched their fists until their nails drew blood, but what could they do? Another young king had fallen.
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