Nine secret arts, nine supreme divine abilities, capable of annihilating all foes, invincible and unstoppable!
Lan Xian, dazzling across the ages—a maiden of her years, mastering nine supreme techniques—truly transcended the mundane, her combat prowess unmatched!
She stood there, bathed in a radiant halo of nine-colored brilliance, forming a resplendent divine aura that enveloped her, pure and untainted.
**Boom!**
Heaven shattered, earth quaked. Nine divine arts tore through the sky, erupting before Shi Hao, seeking to grind him to dust.
Consider this: a single divine art could shake the world. At their level, how could she wield mere ordinary techniques? Born of an immortal lineage and trained in the Celestial Academy, she lacked nothing in peerless divine abilities.
Many trembled in fear, for the sheer might made them feel insignificant. The void itself ruptured, the aftershocks alone enough to seize souls—utterly unstoppable.
**Pfft!**
Blood sprayed from mouths as some failed to evade the rippling shockwaves. Bones shattered, tendons snapped—some nearly torn to shreds.
“How is this possible? What kind of divine art is this?!” A Void Path expert was stunned, his back drenched in cold sweat, gripped by terror.
Even within the same Void Path realm, how could the gap be so vast? Compared to the young generation’s supreme beings, he was nothing—utterly outmatched!
Nearby, several Heavenly Gods fared even worse. Skeptical and slow to react, they were pierced by stray beams of light, blood splattering, barely clinging to life.
Annihilated in an instant!
At this moment, they realized: if a young supreme truly wished to crush them, it would be effortless. Such overwhelming power could flatten them without resistance.
Yet, when they witnessed the scene ahead, their souls trembled, hearts quaking—Shi Hao was making his move, transcendent and unfathomable.
With a single exhale, he unleashed a river of stars, not only blocking the nine divine arts but also manifesting countless primal runes, transforming into myriad spirits that filled the skies.
At this moment, not just them—even the elders stood dumbfounded, petrified by the spectacle.
Thousands upon thousands of creatures blotted out the heavens. Golden mammoths roared to the skies; platinum lions, massive as mountains, their manes cascading like waterfalls, shattered the void with their roars. Sky-devouring sparrows cast vast shadows, their eyes like blood moons. Gluttonous fiends loomed in the void, monstrous and boundless, as if to swallow stars whole. And terrifying rocs, wings like descending clouds, soared to strike down celestial bodies!
…
It was as if they had been transported to the end of the Immortal Ancient Era, where all spirits rose to defy the heavens, clashing against the horrors of the foreign realm.
Every conceivable mighty creature seemed to appear, their forms manifesting—some tearing through the cosmos with their wings, others roaring to shake the moon from the sky!
Their numbers were endless, their sizes immeasurable, covering the earth and obscuring the boundless starry sky—all supreme beings.
All of this was birthed from the river of stars Shi Hao had exhaled—a single breath manifesting ten thousand spirits, a display of supreme mastery!
These divine beasts and mythical birds charged, howling, trampling the earth to ruin, shattering the void—unstoppable, unrivaled.
In that instant, Lan Xian’s nine divine arts dimmed.
Initially, Shi Hao’s river of stars had merely blocked her nine arts, locked in a stalemate. But now, the balance shifted—her techniques crumbled, dissolving into nothingness.
In mere moments, Shi Hao turned defense into offense, surpassing limits to suppress Lan Xian.
Yet, the focus was no longer on victory or defeat.
All eyes, even those of the ancient experts, were fixed on the myriad spirits. How could there be so many? What kind of technique was this, summoning ten thousand beings in a single thought?
**Boom!**
The skies erupted like a tidal wave of primordial beasts, trampling all in their path.
The nine divine arts shattered, unable to withstand the onslaught. The chorus of countless beasts and birds made even the most seasoned experts pale, their eyes gleaming with realization.
“This is the lost art of the ‘Ten Thousand Spirits Diagram’ from the first volume of the *Primordial True Interpretation*!” someone exclaimed.
The crowd froze, then gasped. This was that legendary scripture—the most fundamental runes, said to be ordinary yet capable of unleashing earth-shattering power at the highest comprehension.
“Rumor has it that when one reaches profound mastery, even the simplest techniques can unleash world-shaking might. I don’t know how Shi Hao achieved this, manifesting ten thousand spirits—this is beyond extraordinary!” murmured an elder from the Celestial Academy.
The shock was palpable. Shi Hao was truly peerless, having comprehended the *Primordial True Interpretation* to such heights—unheard of since ancient times.
Lan Xian was now on the defensive, surrounded by ancient beasts. A golden luan’s beak tore through her sleeve, nearly reducing her arm to mist. It wasn’t that her techniques were weak—it was that Shi Hao’s method was too terrifying.
Her nine divine arts had slain countless divine birds and beasts, a feat worthy of legend.
But against ten thousand spirits—each a legendary war-beast, a battle-hungry race, a supreme entity—even slaying hundreds was a monumental task.
And yet, it wasn’t enough.
The stampede of countless creatures turned the battlefield to ruin, leaving nothing behind.
Even Shi Hao himself was stunned.
This technique was far more terrifying than he’d imagined. Channeling his innate essence into the *Primordial True Interpretation*, he had unleashed such a cataclysmic display.
It surpassed his expectations—ordinary runes, when elevated to their zenith, could achieve this!
But the cost was immense. Manifesting ten thousand spirits, each as colossal as a mountain, some like violet-golden hounds swallowing suns and moons, others like rocs soaring to strike down stars—such grandeur demanded an unimaginable toll.
Even Shi Hao felt drained. The river of stars, transforming into spirits, was like a black hole devouring his vitality.
“One breath, ten thousand spirits—incredible power, but perilous!” Shi Hao muttered.
Only he could sustain this. Anyone else would have been reduced to a withered husk, unable to fuel such a demand.
**Boom!**
Finally, he inhaled sharply. All spirits condensed back into starlight, forming a river that returned to his body.
The crowd was left speechless, shuddering in awe.
“Om, Ma, Ni, Pad, Me, Hum…”
At that moment, a resonant chant echoed, shaking the heavens and earth, disrupting the balance of the cosmos.
The chant snapped everyone back to reality. They turned to see Da Xu Tuo, seated cross-legged in the void, reciting sacred sutras.
Only then did they remember—Shi Hao wasn’t fighting just one battle. He was simultaneously facing three supreme opponents. The clash with Lan Xian had been so dazzling, the others were momentarily forgotten.
One of the strongest mental scriptures of the Immortal Ancient Era was created by the ancient monks—cultivators of the “Sangha” path, seeking enlightenment and truth.
Their spiritual power was unparalleled.
With mere chants, they could subdue foes, pacify armies—a mysterious and formidable art.
In the Immortal Ancient Era, a young supreme who called himself “Buddha” once pacified all his enemies with his chants, turning them into followers—a feat of divine might.
Da Xu Tuo had inherited this legacy. Now, he unleashed his immense spiritual power, chanting the *Buddha Heart Sutra*.
The sutras materialized into colossal metallic runes, hurtling toward Shi Hao to suppress him.
Shi Hao staggered, his footing unsteady.
Gasps erupted. All eyes locked onto him.
The earlier manifestation of ten thousand spirits had drained him immensely. Now, he was momentarily weakened.
**Boom!**
Divine flames erupted as Shi Hao steadied himself. The “gates” within his body seemed to widen, unleashing boundless potential.
“**Duh!**”
Shi Hao roared. The tiny figure seated between his brows—his primordial spirit—blazed brilliantly, also chanting.
This was a clash of wills, a battle of divine sense. The spirit transformed into a sword—peerlessly sharp—shooting toward Da Xu Tuo.
In the crowd, Wang Xi was stunned.
This was the Wang Clan’s forbidden art—the *Peacebreaker Swordplay*!
One of the three greatest sword arts of all time, capable of forging an indestructible spirit-sword to sever all obstacles!
Others were equally shocked.
How had Shi Hao learned this? Impossible! Wang Xi screamed inwardly. Without the true method, it couldn’t be replicated.
Da Xu Tuo, usually serene, now twitched at the corners of his eyes. He abandoned his seated posture, swiftly forming hand seals.
“**Swoosh!**”
At that moment, Zi Ri Tian Jun struck. Unable to wait for his Primordial Purple Qi Seed to fully condense, he lunged at Shi Hao, seizing the opportunity.
But Shi Hao, seemingly focused on Da Xu Tuo, suddenly smirked. He whirled around, meeting Zi Ri Tian Jun head-on in a brutal clash.
**Boom!**
The battle between them erupted into a frenzy—fists meeting flesh, palms drawing blood. A direct, savage brawl.
“Hmm?” Da Xu Tuo, watching from afar, realized he’d been deceived.
The spirit-sword was a decoy. Shi Hao’s true spirit had already returned. Seeing him battle Zi Ri Tian Jun with such vigor, Da Xu Tuo understood—he’d been tricked.
**Boom!**
The fight escalated. Zi Ri Tian Jun roared, having intended to seize Shi Hao’s body to humiliate him, only to find himself locked in mortal combat.
He had underestimated his foe.
**Thud!**
Heaven and earth trembled as Shi Hao unleashed a barrage of thunderous strikes—*Thunder Emperor Seals*—forcing Zi Ri Tian Jun to cough blood, his purple qi mingling with lightning as his body convulsed.
“**Swoosh!**”
Da Xu Tuo joined the fray, no longer relying solely on sutras. His waxen palm lashed out.
“Bald one, your flesh is still lacking!” Shi Hao taunted, shoving Zi Ri Tian Jun aside and punching toward Da Xu Tuo.
**Bang!**
Da Xu Tuo’s golden body flared, trembling under the impact.
Shi Hao exhaled a mist of cyan light, seeking to immobilize him.
Lan Xian lunged, her jade hands glowing as she unleashed an ancient celestial art—azure ripples boiling forth.
**Clang!**
Shi Hao responded with brutal simplicity. He punched Da Xu Tuo away, then turned to Lan Xian, fists blazing.
“**Roar!**”
Zi Ri Tian Jun rejoined the fray.
Da Xu Tuo steadied himself, bathed in Buddha light, and charged back in.
Shi Hao traded blows with all three, focusing his assault on Lan Xian.
**Pfft!**
Her sleeves tore away, revealing her arms—five bloody gashes from Shi Hao’s fist, nearly severing her limb.
Lan Xian’s face flushed crimson. Her celestial image was tarnished—her robes in tatters.
“**Om!**”
Da Xu Tuo roared, combining chant and gesture for a devastating strike.
Shi Hao’s spirit-sword shot out again, but Da Xu Tuo, now wary, blocked it while attacking Shi Hao directly.
**Boom!**
Their fists collided. Shi Hao’s punch matched Da Xu Tuo’s full-force blow, neutralizing it.
Meanwhile, the spirit-sword broke through Da Xu Tuo’s defenses, transforming into a tiny figure that—
**Slap!**
—gave him a crisp smack on the head.
The crowd gaped. Even Da Xu Tuo froze.
This was outright mockery!
Shi Hao was clearly toying with him.
Da Xu Tuo swiped upward, trying to capture the spirit, but it dissolved into light, returning to Shi Hao.
**Boom!**
Shi Hao’s body blazed as he clashed with Zi Ri Tian Jun. His right hand, wreathed in divine chains—*Willow God’s Art*—nearly ensnared his foe’s neck.
**Pfft!**
Zi Ri Tian Jun grunted, blood spraying as a lock of purple hair was severed.
The spectators were spellbound.
This was the pinnacle of battle—a clash of the young generation’s supreme elites!
Especially the disciples of the Celestial Academy, trembling with excitement, cheering wildly.
Others, too, were enthralled, their emotions surging with the combatants.
Shi Hao, alone against three supremes, fought with godlike valor, unmatched and indomitable—a true conqueror of the world!
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