Who is he, and how did he appear in that sacred mountain range? A sense of urgency surged within Shi Hao’s heart—this might be a rival in the battle for the Indestructible Scripture.
At the same time, his mind was clouded with too many mysteries. What kind of place was this? Why could he see supreme beings from another realm?
The ground was littered with the corpses of the mightiest, the terrifying Immortal-Refining Pot, the mysterious Blood Phoenix Lion, and the shadow beneath the divine mountain—what did it all mean? There were still no answers.
Shi Hao narrowed his eyes slightly, his essence and spirit withdrawn, his body tensed, ready to unleash a thunderous strike at any moment, prepared for an earth-shattering battle.
Yet, he did not act recklessly—there was no need yet.
On that sacred mountain, golden beast-skin parchment flipped, revealing one symbol after another—manifestations of the Dao, bearing profound mysteries that could not be touched.
Moreover, the Little Skyhorned Ant was still locked in battle, and Shi Hao could not leave.
Truthfully, he wanted to strike at the Blood Phoenix Lion, but he also understood the Little Skyhorned Ant’s feelings. It wanted to suppress and slay the beast on its own, to exact vengeance and resolve its inner turmoil.
Only this way could it truly avenge its kin and dispel the obsession in its heart. Otherwise, the lingering hatred would fester, affecting its Dao heart.
For this obsession was far too deep. Before it was even born, its family had been wiped out—all of them died tragic deaths, including its mother, who perished in battle before giving birth to it. How cruel was that?
Thus, though the Little Skyhorned Ant usually seemed carefree, when it came to its family, it was like touching an inverted scale. It wished it could return to the Immortal Ancient Era and join that battle—only then could its hatred be quelled!
“Ah… I will slaughter my way through the other realm, kill all my enemies! So-called immortals, so-called supreme experts—you will all die! Give me back my father’s life! Give me back my mother’s life! Give me back my brothers and sisters!”
The Little Skyhorned Ant wailed, hot tears streaming down its face. In the midst of battle, it could no longer suppress its grief, descending into madness.
This was terrifying. Its power surged beyond the limits of its age—an invincible display that transcended all known boundaries!
At present, aside from Shi Hao and a select few, no one else could achieve such a feat!
**Roar!**
The Blood Phoenix Lion roared, its mane bristling. It wildly swung its massive claws and opened its bloody maw, as if intending to swallow the heavens and earth whole.
**Boom!**
A violent collision ensued—an endless struggle, blood splattering, divine power boiling like a tempest.
One of the Blood Phoenix Lion’s massive claws was mangled, shattered by the Little Skyhorned Ant’s fist, its talons broken off.
“You damned insect, die!” The Blood Phoenix Lion was enraged. Even in the terrifying other realm, in another world, it was considered a being of noble blood. Yet now, it was being suppressed by this tiny creature, suffering severe injuries.
**Roar!**
The Lion King’s roar shook the battlefield. It swallowed the heavens, enveloping the Little Skyhorned Ant within, intending to refine it completely.
During this, the figure in the sacred mountain range was disturbed by the roar, frowning slightly—yet it still did not turn around.
**Pfft!**
The next moment, golden light blazed, blood energy surged like smoke, and the Little Skyhorned Ant erupted in fury. It forcibly shattered the Blood Phoenix Lion’s maw, carving a bloody path out.
“Devouring Heaven and Earth” was originally another supreme divine ability—a terrifying hellish space formed within its mouth to slowly grind its enemies to nothing.
But after the Blood Phoenix Lion used this technique, it only enraged the Little Skyhorned Ant further, pushing its berserk state to the limit. With its current peak strength, it smashed through the prison with its fists and blasted open the lion’s mouth.
“Ah—!” This time, the Blood Phoenix Lion suffered grievous losses, howling in agony as seven or eight of its fangs were shattered, its face torn open. The injuries were too severe.
“Die!” It, too, was consumed by bloodlust. Humiliated repeatedly, the Blood Phoenix Lion unleashed every forbidden technique at its disposal.
At this moment, the pair of crimson wings on its back flapped violently, slicing through the heavens and earth, stirring chaotic energy as they slashed toward the Little Skyhorned Ant.
This was a treasure technique inherited from the Fallen Blood Phoenix—”Severing Heaven and Earth,” capable of annihilating all obstacles!
The Fallen Blood Phoenix was a renegade of the True Phoenix lineage, but its power was undeniable—truly peerless and terrifying.
The divine ability of the Fallen Blood Phoenix was naturally world-shaking. “Blood Phoenix Slash” was renowned throughout the world, said to be capable of cutting down all heroes with just a pair of crimson phoenix wings!
There was a legend that the Fallen Blood Phoenix’s body—especially its wings, crimson as blood—was dyed red by the blood of countless supreme beings it slaughtered after its betrayal.
Now, the Blood Phoenix Lion unleashed such an attack—truly horrifying.
“My Skyhorned Ant lineage dominates the world with sheer strength! Even if the Fallen Blood Phoenix itself descended, I would not fear it—let alone you!” The Little Skyhorned Ant roared with indomitable spirit.
**Clang!**
It met the attack with its fists. The collision sent immortal energy surging, blood light exploding, and the very heavens and earth shattering!
Such a duel was astonishing—and brutal.
Crimson feathers scattered, blood splashed everywhere.
The Blood Phoenix Lion was sent flying, its wings seemingly broken, unable to rise.
On the other side, the Little Skyhorned Ant trembled slightly, its fists horrifically wounded, blood flowing freely. The terrifying crimson wings had sliced through its flesh, some feathers embedded deep within its body.
A little more, and its fists would have been severed entirely.
“My Skyhorned Ant lineage grows stronger with every setback, fiercer with every battle! These fists of mine only harden in combat—each injury makes me stronger! Now, die!” The Little Skyhorned Ant screamed madly.
Its fists blazed with golden light, shedding a layer of dead skin as the wounds healed, revealing even more dazzling divine fists!
**Boom!**
A battle maniac, the Little Skyhorned Ant charged again, intent on killing the Blood Phoenix Lion.
“Die!” The Blood Phoenix Lion roared, forcing itself to fight this tiny creature with everything it had, exhausting all its forbidden methods.
But after dozens—no, hundreds—of brutal clashes, its crimson phoenix wings were broken, unable to lift. Now, it was the one being hunted.
**Roar!**
In the end, even the proud Blood Phoenix Lion had no choice but to flee in disgrace—otherwise, it would be crippled or killed outright.
“Die! Not even your traitorous parents can save you now!” The Little Skyhorned Ant pursued relentlessly, consumed by madness.
The Blood Phoenix Lion was furious, but it had to face reality—a berserk Skyhorned Ant was unstoppable. It truly couldn’t win. As it fled, many of its bones shattered.
This was a glorious feat—the Little Skyhorned Ant, weaker on paper, had triumphed. Truly worthy of being a descendant of the Ten Calamities!
**Boom!**
The Little Skyhorned Ant sprinted furiously, catching up in an instant and delivering a devastating strike that sent the Blood Phoenix Lion flying, bones snapping.
“Speak! How did you kill my brother? I refuse to believe you had the ability! My brother was an invincible young genius—you were far beneath him!”
The Little Skyhorned Ant’s eyes were bloodshot. It had heard from a few veterans that its brothers and sisters were all extraordinary—had they lived, they might have surpassed even their father.
“Speak now!” it bellowed.
Shi Hao watched silently, gaining some insight. Perhaps the old Skyhorned Ant had foreseen this when guiding them here to retrieve the Indestructible Scripture. This was to help its son dispel its obsession, free it from inner demons, and grow through battle. A father’s love was as vast as a mountain—care hidden in every action.
“Die!” The Little Skyhorned Ant struck again, tearing off the Blood Phoenix Lion’s already broken wings, blood gushing.
**Roar!**
The Blood Phoenix Lion howled in agony, resisting like a mad beast. “You damned insect, you go too far! So what if I ate your brother? What can you do about it?!”
Then, it stood upright, forming hand seals as its body radiated light. Its crimson fur turned golden, exuding an aura of sacred majesty—even a hint of solemn divinity.
“Fearless Lion Seal!” Shi Hao murmured, his expression shifting as he warned the Little Skyhorned Ant to be careful.
The more he learned about the Immortal Ancient Era, the more he recognized this forbidden divine ability!
This was an ultimate technique of the Ancient Monks, capable of protecting a sect’s rise and fall.
Legend had it that before the Fearless Lion submitted to the Ancient Monks, it had once used this technique to slay an Immortal Monk—a supreme being of the immortal path!
In the end, the Fearless Lion was subdued by an Ancient Monk who had cultivated the Six-Zhang Golden Body, tamed and converted.
From then on, the Fearless Lion lineage served the Ancient Monks faithfully—until a traitor emerged, joining the Fallen Blood Phoenix in rebellion and crossing to the other side of the world.
**Roar!**
Once the Fearless Lion Seal was formed, the Blood Phoenix Lion roared, ready to fight the Little Skyhorned Ant to the death.
Yet, the Little Skyhorned Ant’s eyes were bloodshot—not a trace of fear remained. It abandoned all defense, embracing a life-or-death struggle.
**Boom!**
At the critical moment, the Blood Phoenix Lion wavered, its confidence crumbling. It launched only half its attack before turning to flee again.
“The complete Fearless Lion Seal is indeed one of the supreme divine abilities—but it requires true fearlessness! You half-breed, with fear in your heart, how dare you wield this technique? Die!”
The Little Skyhorned Ant’s thunderous roar shook heaven and earth as its fist pierced through the light barrier, striking the Blood Phoenix Lion’s body. Bones cracked—countless fractures echoed within.
Yet, the Blood Phoenix Lion’s vitality was tenacious. Clinging to its last breath, it scrambled into the sky, crying out: “Save me!”
It rushed toward the sacred mountain range, seeking aid from the young figure standing beneath the divine mountain, comprehending ancient scriptures.
“Die!” The Little Skyhorned Ant chased relentlessly, striking repeatedly, drenching the Blood Phoenix Lion in blood. Death seemed imminent.
Shi Hao could no longer stand by. He swiftly followed, fearing the Little Skyhorned Ant might suffer a grave loss. The young man in the mountains was unfathomable—his depth impossible to gauge.
This feeling was unsettling. At Shi Hao’s current level, he could practically dominate his generation and suppress all Void Path experts in history.
Yet here, he encountered a bizarre youth whose strength he couldn’t discern!
Within the mountain range, the young man turned away from the flipping golden beast-skin parchment on the peak, his gaze shifting to the Blood Phoenix Lion and the Little Skyhorned Ant.
“Master, save me!” the Blood Phoenix Lion cried.
The young man murmured softly, ending his contemplation as he faced them.
At this moment, even the berserk Little Skyhorned Ant froze in shock. What had the Blood Phoenix Lion just called that youth?
Behind them, Shi Hao was equally stunned, almost doubting his ears. The Blood Phoenix Lion was a terrifying being—a supreme among its generation.
Yet here, it called a young man “Master.”
For some reason, upon hearing that title, Shi Hao felt an ominous premonition—he might have encountered the most formidable opponent of his life!
The Blood Phoenix Lion was a descendant of the Fallen Blood Phoenix and the Fearless Lion. With its noble bloodline and status, how could it willingly serve as another’s mount or servant? Unthinkable!
Yet here it was, submitting wholeheartedly.
“Your ancestors were truly remarkable—they even slew an Immortal Monk. But you are too weak. Only true fearlessness brings invincibility,” the young man sighed softly.
“Who are you?!” the Little Skyhorned Ant demanded.
“Stop chasing the Blood Phoenix Lion. It was I who suppressed your brothers and sisters, beheaded them, and fed one to the lion,” the young man said calmly.
“What?! Ah—!” The Little Skyhorned Ant’s heart shattered, its anguished howl piercing the heavens.
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