“Scram, you rebellious whelp! You have no right to lecture me here!” the golden ant roared, its body trembling once more as it sought to blast away the golden-haired youth, He Wushuang.
Yet, the young man opposite remained unmoved, not even a strand of his golden hair, which cascaded down to his knees, fluttering. He stood as steady as a boulder—utterly unshakable!
He Wushuang was incomparably composed. His golden pupils bore a terrifying cross-shaped mark, radiating divine light with every blink, sending shivers down the spine.
“Break free!” the little ant bellowed, mustering all its strength. Its fist erupted with blinding radiance, a strike capable of shattering the heavens and crushing the earth.
Yet—it was futile!
He Wushuang, this terrifying youth, merely extended a single arm, not even budging as he gripped the ant’s fist, a faint sneer playing on his lips.
“I told you, it’s useless. Your strength is too feeble,” he said indifferently, as if handling a trivial matter.
This was utterly shocking!
For this was the Heavenly Horned Ant, renowned as the mightiest creature in existence, unrivaled among its peers. None could contend with it in raw power.
Yet here stood He Wushuang, a golden-haired youth who, without resorting to flashy techniques, relied solely on his physical might to suppress the Heavenly Horned Ant.
What kind of monstrous physique was this? It dominated this realm, truly beyond compare!
The little ant seethed with hatred, convinced that its youth and incomplete maturity were the reasons for its inferiority.
It firmly believed that given a few more years, no peer in this world could match its strength.
“Still defiant? Even your elder brother, fully grown, was subdued by my master before his head was severed. Did you truly think the Heavenly Horned Ant’s divine strength was invincible?” Nearby, the Blood Phoenix Lion sneered, taunting the golden ant. “You lot are nothing. Beyond this world, there exist beings far mightier than you!”
“Traitor! Lapdog! Get the hell away from me!” The golden ant was furious, already grieving, now further humiliated by this rebellious cur.
**BOOM!**
A flash of lightning erupted from He Wushuang’s eyes, accompanied by deafening thunder. Two golden bolts of divine radiance shot forth like spears!
With a mere flex of his grip, blood trickled from the little ant’s lips—it was severely wounded!
At this moment, Shi Hao could no longer remain passive. He stepped forward, unwilling to let this man harm the young Heavenly Horned Ant.
At the same time, his heart trembled. This golden-haired youth named He Wushuang was truly unfathomable—his strength was boundless, capable of effortlessly suppressing the Heavenly Horned Ant.
Even if the little ant had yet to reach its full potential, this still spoke volumes.
Perhaps this would be the most terrifying peer opponent Shi Hao had ever encountered—a dark cosmic abyss, capable of devouring all challengers.
“Peerless Under Heaven. You will never comprehend the weight and terror of these four words. My master is one of the leading figures of the younger generation beyond this world. These words are his glory and title—unparalleled!” the Blood Phoenix Lion intoned coldly.
It had now fully calmed, no longer afraid. Witnessing the golden-haired youth in action, it was utterly convinced of his invincibility.
“Is that so?” Shi Hao replied coolly, advancing step by step.
The golden ant was suppressed, blood dripping from its lips as it glared hatefully at He Wushuang. It burned with rage and helplessness—facing its brother’s killer, yet powerless to resist, on the verge of collapse.
“Don’t despair. You’re still young, lacking in years. Had you been his age, the outcome might have been different,” Shi Hao consoled.
He closed in, his spirit and energy at their peak, ready to strike at any moment. He would not allow this man to harm the Heavenly Horned Ant.
He Wushuang remained composed, unperturbed by Shi Hao’s approach. “I said I wouldn’t take the ant’s life—only to show it the gap between us. My word is law.”
“You dare challenge my master? You simply don’t understand his might, or you’d be kneeling already!” the Blood Phoenix Lion jeered arrogantly. “My master is one of the leading figures of the younger generation beyond this world. His mission here is to crush all so-called young supremes who’ve cultivated three strands of immortal qi—to dominate utterly, shattering the faith of all youths, leaving none as his equal!”
Shi Hao’s pupils constricted. “In the Immortal Ancient Era, you killed some of the strongest among the younger generation?!”
“Need you ask?” the lion scoffed. “My master is Peerless Under Heaven. None in your world can stand against him!”
At that moment, the golden cross in He Wushuang’s eyes gleamed with terrifying sharpness—like two crossed spears, piercing the soul!
His perception was terrifying. He fixed Shi Hao with a stare. “You speak of the Immortal Ancient Era… You’re not of this era?!”
His insight was frightening. From an offhand remark, he grasped the truth. His golden pupils blazed, locking onto Shi Hao.
“Interesting. I thought I’d exterminated all remaining young Heavenly Horned Ants. So this one isn’t from this era,” he mused.
Truly, He Wushuang was terrifying. Even faced with such an anomaly, he remained unshaken, his composure unbroken.
“Not of this era? Where did they come from?” The Blood Phoenix Lion was shocked, its crimson mane bristling as it grew wary.
It feared those entangled with time, for legends spoke of horrors—those who meddled with it often met gruesome ends.
“Fate sometimes intertwines those from different eras. It’s nothing extraordinary. My master once encountered such a thing,” He Wushuang said calmly.
He studied Shi Hao intently, as if peeling back layers to uncover the truth.
“Whoever you are, you’re doomed. Against Peerless Under Heaven, none of the younger generation can prevail,” the lion declared, regaining its confidence.
“Ahhh!” The golden ant roared, struggling desperately, unwilling to be subdued by its brother’s killer.
“Master, kill it! Eliminate the threat!” the lion urged coldly.
“No. The Heavenly Horned Ant has immense potential. I regret slaughtering the others—this may be the last of its bloodline. I’ll keep it, raise it by my side,” He Wushuang declared.
“You bastard! Die!” The little ant struck out in fury, its fist blazing with divine light, seeking to break free.
Yet its fist bled profusely, unable to escape He Wushuang’s grip.
**BOOM!**
At that instant, Shi Hao struck—unleashing his supreme divine ability: **Samsara Treasure Art!**
This was his innate divine technique, the glyphs inscribed upon his Supreme Bone, involving time and reincarnation. Light rained down, fragments of time swirling!
It was clear Shi Hao regarded this foe with extreme caution. To protect the little ant, he resorted to his ultimate technique from the outset—a rarity in his battles.
“I won’t kill it. I’ll raise it,” He Wushuang said, releasing the ant with a flick of his sleeve. A gale erupted, hurling the golden ant away.
The next moment, his azure sleeve expanded, blotting out the sky—a terrifying sight, as if it could swallow suns and moons whole.
**Sleeve Cosmos!**
A flawless treasure art—the supreme divine ability of containing heaven and earth within a sleeve!
He countered the fragments of time with space, his sleeve encompassing a miniature cosmos, trapping the temporal shards.
**BANG!**
A cataclysmic collision erupted. Briefly, Shi Hao glimpsed a hand within that sleeve, wreathed in stars, a swirling galaxy in its palm!
Beyond Sleeve Cosmos, this man’s right hand harbored another universe—a vortex of nascent creation.
This was another supreme divine ability: **Palm World**, a legacy of the ancient monk lineage.
**BOOM!**
The battlefield shattered, brilliance erupting like falling stars colliding. Divine light blazed, searing the heavens!
Silence eventually returned.
The two stood apart, having crossed paths.
He Wushuang remained calm. “Have you come to contest the Indestructible Scripture?” He glanced at the golden beast-parchment pages upon the towering peak.
Shi Hao’s heart chilled. If those scriptures fell into his hands, the consequences would be dire.
“Is this what you call Peerless Under Heaven?” Shi Hao masked his shock with calm.
“I’ve only used techniques from your world, none from mine,” He Wushuang replied coolly, exuding supreme confidence and restrained dominance.
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