The regret of the Heavenly Horned Ant was that it had never truly achieved the Indestructible Body. Otherwise, its fate might not have ended this way.
Yet, even if one truly mastered the *Indestructible Scripture* and reached perfection, whether it could truly grant such power remained uncertain—highly doubtful, in fact, for the outcome was too inconceivable.
A body that could not be destroyed no matter how it was struck, enduring eternally, surpassing the comprehension of ordinary beings—wouldn’t that make it harder than immortal metal?
An unbreakable shell, impervious to decay through countless calamities, capable of enduring alongside the world itself—even if stars shattered, it would remain!
The flesh becoming the “Origin Land,” capable of nurturing its former spirit anew—this was an unimaginable transformation, perhaps even a metamorphosis of the primordial soul!
Some imprints fell into Shi Hao’s heart, indelible and profound.
At this moment, he understood why the Heavenly Horned Ant had not directly recited the *Indestructible Scripture*—it suspected flaws within and wished for future generations to seek it out themselves.
If fate allowed, one might obtain the perfect ancient scripture, and then, perhaps, truly forge a legend—realizing the myth of indestructibility!
Shi Hao was awestruck. This scripture was ancient beyond measure, so old that even the Heavenly Horned Ant did not know its author, nor whether it originated from the Immortal Ancient Era.
Because its script was unique—anyone with sufficient insight into the Dao could comprehend it, transcending all epochs!
All paths converge; all rivers flow to the sea. Many roads, when followed to their ends, intertwine, revealing a shared essence in the end!
This was unbelievable, yet undeniably true. According to the Heavenly Horned Ant’s revelations, anyone who walked far enough would seek the ultimate transformation.
“Senior, should we wake it and greet it?” Shi Hao asked calmly, turning to the Heavenly Horned Ant and glancing at its child.
“No. I am already dead, merely a remnant. Why burden it with sorrow? My child need not weep—I want it to stand tall, alone, capable of holding up the heavens by itself in the future!” The Heavenly Horned Ant refused, its tone unyielding and cold.
Shi Hao fell silent. This was the nature of a supreme ruler—unyielding, even harsh, their personalities often difficult to accept.
They valued grand principles over personal sentiment, and it was precisely this that lent them their unique charisma.
“Farewell. After this slumber, we may never meet again.” With that, the Heavenly Horned Ant dissolved into a golden light, merging into the remnants of its skull.
The golden ant’s head dimmed, cracks spreading across its surface—how much longer could it last?
Maintaining this remnant came at a cost—the refinement of its body’s essence.
This stirred Shi Hao’s thoughts. Why would such a being, once overlooking the cosmos, leave behind a remnant? Did it still harbor unfulfilled desires, unwilling to fade completely?
His heart trembled, his gaze sharpening as he pondered, then suddenly looked up.
“Awaken!” he shouted, intending to rouse the golden ant.
The mountainous golden creature, eyes crimson and mind lost, thrashed violently, as if intent on annihilating all life.
A mere twitch of its colossal body shattered the void, black fissures spreading everywhere.
This was the Heavenly Horned Ant—even in its youth, its fury held world-shaking might!
Clearly, its potential was boundless. This was no diluted descendant—this was the true heir of the Ten Fierce, its talent unmatched through the ages.
“Roar!”
A massive golden claw descended—it had not awakened but instead raged, attacking Shi Hao.
“Boom!”
Shi Hao dared not be careless. Channeling the *Primordial True Solution*, his body radiated with pristine light as he met the strike head-on.
The impact was like thunder, shattering the void and shaking souls!
“Hmm, troublesome.” Shi Hao frowned—this was not his true body but a soul imprint, limiting his power.
Whoosh!
He rode the *Myriad Spirit Diagram* out of the space, swiftly returning to his physical form outside, waiting for the ant to follow.
Sure enough, the golden behemoth emerged, shaking heaven and earth with its aura, startling the old soldiers guarding the cave.
Crack!
The ant’s horn glowed, unleashing destruction—immortal mist and intricate runes surged forth, capable of tearing apart the cosmos.
With a resounding boom, Shi Hao’s true form arrived, now employing the Kun Peng Art to suppress the young ant—both forces of the Ten Fierce clashed.
In the fierce struggle, the colossal creature was subdued beneath Shi Hao’s grip, shrinking until it regained its true form.
“What happened? Did you find the *Indestructible Scripture*?” it asked, now lucid.
“I have a lead, but it’s not here. We must search elsewhere. Will you come with me?” Shi Hao asked, avoiding mention of its father to spare it grief.
“You’re trying to trick me into leaving?” The golden ant eyed him shrewdly, as if saying, *I won’t fall for it.*
“Suit yourself.” Shi Hao turned to leave.
“Wait! You really know where the scripture is? Remember, it’s my family’s legacy—you can’t keep it for yourself!” the ant cried.
“Then come with me. Unless you fear I’ll harm you?” Shi Hao chuckled.
“Let me think!” The ant pondered. Staying here served no purpose—true strength wasn’t forged in safety. The old soldiers had warned of the brutal wars to come. If it didn’t venture out now, it would suffer later.
“Fine, I’ll go. Let’s see this so-called dazzling world before it’s destroyed,” the ant declared.
As they emerged, many eyes burned with greed, eager to devour them.
“Did you get the… *Indestructible Scripture*?” Cao Yusheng whispered, swallowing hard.
Quickly, he backtracked. “Of course not! Everyone, move along—no need for hostility.”
He feared the gathered experts might unite against them, especially with several young supremes present.
None spoke. Lan Xian, Lü Hong, Da Xu Tuo, and Zi Ri Tianjun studied Shi Hao and the ant for clues.
Outside the stone mountain, immortal mist swirled, yet an undercurrent of killing intent lingered.
“I’ve nothing to hide. I found no scripture in the cave,” Shi Hao stated plainly.
The supremes remained silent, still scrutinizing him and the ant.
Behind him, Cao Yusheng, the Witch, Chang Gongyan, and others from Heavenly Deity Institution stood ready to fight alongside him.
“No need,” Shi Hao said, stepping forward alone. “I speak plainly. If you doubt me, then assume I have the scripture. I stand here—who dares take it?”
Instantly, the disciples of Heavenly Deity Institution swelled with pride.
Hao was as domineering as ever, disdainful of explanations, openly challenging all comers.
Lately, the institution had endured humiliation, but now, their blood boiled with exhilaration.
“What’s this? Challenging us all?” someone sneered.
“You object? Step forward!” Shi Hao pointed, advancing aggressively.
“Enough. We believe you,” Da Xu Tuo interceded, diffusing tensions.
“Brother Shi, we may yet cooperate. No need for conflict,” Lan Xian smiled.
Shi Hao remained cold. These very people had attacked him earlier—their shift was swift, but he saw no gain in escalation.
“Let’s go.”
Shi Hao led the way, the institution’s disciples following. The young supremes did not hinder them.
Splash!
Soon, the group plunged into a misty lake.
“This is my bathing spot. A few divine herbs grow here,” the golden ant said. With this “insider’s” guidance, their gains were immense.
Alas, only two peaks were accessible—one was the ant’s dwelling, the other this lakeside region.
Of the nine stone mountains in the city, the second housed this divine lake.
Regrettably, only one creature could enter its depths—the snowy-white Qilin, descendant of the Ten Fierce.
The old soldiers had stated that the Qilin’s legacy awaited its heir alone.
The remaining seven peaks were either empty or warded by immortal arrays, impenetrable to force.
The soldiers spoke vaguely of these peaks, discouraging exploration.
The so-called Immortal King inheritances seemed reserved for the two ancient bloodlines.
“Hey, this mud has strange properties—it sheds skin, almost like rebirth!” someone exclaimed near the lake.
“Long ago, this was a herb field with immortal plants. The soil, enriched by decayed medicines, retains miraculous effects,” an old soldier explained.
Soon, Cao Yusheng, Zhen Gu, Teng Yi, and others dove in, slathering themselves in the mud.
The effects were astounding—old skin sloughed off, revealing new flesh.
Even female cultivators joined, followed by Lan Xian, Zi Ri Tianjun, Wang Xi, Lü Tuo, and Yao Yue.
Shi Hao tried it but found little effect—his three years of tempering had already perfected his body.
As the others rejoiced, Shi Hao bid the old soldiers to watch over the institution’s disciples and left with the ant.
Facing potential Immortal King legacies, he departed decisively, returning to the surface.
“Where to? Will we really find the *Indestructible Scripture*?” The ant burned with excitement.
“Without a doubt—the complete scripture. But the path will be perilous,” Shi Hao replied.
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