Chapter 1259: See You in the Next Era

Inside the seed, there was actually a woman—stunningly beautiful!

Shi Hao was truly taken aback. No matter how he thought about it, he never expected that the so-called miraculous seed of heaven and earth would contain a living being—and one so breathtakingly gorgeous at that.

It was her who had been emanating killing intent, intent on erasing him from existence!

The misty spiritual energy dispersed, revealing an increasingly clear figure. No longer obscured, the woman emerged from the haze, her true form unveiled.

She sat cross-legged in the void, her gaze sharp as lightning!

This woman was unlike any Shi Hao had ever seen. She didn’t possess the ethereal, fairy-like aura typical of celestial beauties. Instead, her large, striking eyes were razor-sharp. Though exquisitely beautiful, there was no gentleness in them—they resembled two immortal pools brimming with sword light!

Such piercing divine radiance could force even a supreme powerhouse to lower their head, unable to meet her gaze directly. Under her overwhelming presence, one would feel utterly insignificant.

Her delicate brows were equally captivating—long and slender like distant mountain peaks, nearly vanishing into her temples, lending her a uniquely striking demeanor.

This was a woman brimming with vitality, imposing in presence, yet flawlessly perfect.

Her forehead was full and smooth as jade, her brows and eyes exuding an almost tangible energy. Her nose was straight and elegant, her lips small and cherry-red, glistening with vitality. Her teeth were like pearls, flawless and white.

Though seated, her figure suggested extraordinary height and breathtaking curves. Were she to stand, she would tower half a head above most men.

And now, she had risen, standing in the void, enveloped in chaotic mist that draped over her like a garment, veiling certain key areas.

Yet, this very obscurity only amplified her allure, making her beauty all the more irresistible.

There was no denying it—this woman was extraordinary. In terms of appearance alone, she was peerless.

Her long purple hair cascaded down to her waist, some strands resting over her ample bosom. Her slender waist seemed as if it could be encircled with a single hand, and her long, jade-like legs were astonishingly flawless.

Even Shi Hao, who had encountered countless exceptional women, couldn’t help but be awestruck. This woman’s beauty was almost unreal—utterly perfect, with an aura entirely her own.

“You deserve death!” Her voice resonated not through speech but through a psychic ripple, for she had never been born into the outside world and thus knew no language of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

Yet, she possessed an innate spiritual awareness, capable of fully expressing her emotions—an astonishing trait, as if she were born with divine knowledge, mastering all without learning.

Shi Hao, having overcome his initial shock, found his heart anything but calm.

What had he done? Entering a seed only to discover a living being inside—this was beyond belief, a revelation that would shake the world.

Though he had heard similar legends before, they were just that—legends. Few had ever witnessed such a thing.

Now, he had experienced it firsthand!

A celestial embryo nurtured by heaven and earth—and he had stumbled upon it!

Worse still, he had violated it. In barging into the very seed that nurtured her, he had effectively robbed her of everything.

This was no small matter. It was a feud of life and death—she would never let him go.

“I’m sorry.” Shi Hao spoke these three words. Once he calmed down, his first instinct wasn’t to attack or eliminate the threat but to apologize sincerely.

Putting himself in her shoes, he knew he would be even more enraged. To have someone steal everything from him, to ruin his path to immortality—that was the greatest grievance of all.

“Do you think those three words make it all right?” The woman spoke, her voice melodious, like the music of the heavens.

Shi Hao was stunned. This time, she wasn’t communicating through psychic waves—she was speaking directly in the common tongue of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

“Born of heaven and earth, the moment you entered, I sensed the vast information of this world and thus learned.” Her tone was icy, her eyes gleaming like lightning.

“I didn’t know you were cultivating inside. I thought it was just a miraculous seed containing immortal metals or the like,” Shi Hao explained, though he knew any justification would sound hollow.

Still, while he felt remorse, he wouldn’t just stand there and let her kill him. He would defend himself—he wouldn’t wait for death.

“You still dare to strike at me?” The woman’s brows arched slightly, her phoenix-like eyes shimmering with violet light as the chaotic mist around her surged.

“I won’t attack first, but I won’t just wait to die either,” Shi Hao replied.

Soon, Shi Hao confirmed that her cultivation surpassed his—but by how much, he couldn’t fathom.

By cultivation alone, she was undeniably terrifying!

Just as the legends said, beings born of heaven and earth, celestial embryos emerging from the soil, were unimaginably powerful—transcending even Supreme Venerates, destined for immortality!

Why were they called celestial embryos? Because once they emerged, it wouldn’t be long before they ascended to immortality!

Some said they were children of the heavens, merely passing through the mortal realm. Their starting point was higher than anyone else’s, their strength surpassing all.

Yet, such embryos were exceedingly rare. From ancient times to the present, only a handful had ever appeared. Once they emerged, the heavens and earth would tremble, and none could stand in their way.

Of course, their gestation was excruciatingly slow, often taking millions of years—or even longer!

Records from the Immortal Ancient Era spoke of one such embryo that took ten million years to form. The moment it emerged, it became immortal—and its cultivation continued to skyrocket.

But these beings had one weakness: if their gestation was interrupted, their progress would halt, forever cutting off their path to immortality.

This meant that once their celestial womb was breached, they would stagnate, their incomplete forms robbing them of any hope of ascension.

“Whoosh!”

The woman struck. With a mere flick of her hand, a divine seal took form, warping the void around it, distorting everything in its path.

Shi Hao’s expression darkened instantly. There was no need to overthink—this woman’s power was unimaginable. A casual seal from her already carried such might, and she wasn’t even serious.

Shi Hao was certain that anyone below the level of a true Supreme Venerate would perish instantly!

Sure enough, with a slight tremor from her, the space before her blurred—then split apart.

Yet, she then dispersed the seal, careful not to shatter the seed entirely, for that would mean losing all hope.

That had merely been a test—a cautious, simple one at that—yet its power was already overwhelming.

Shi Hao couldn’t help but wonder: Had this being already completed her gestation? Was she on the verge of emerging? If so, her true strength was beyond comprehension!

“Whoosh!”

The woman’s eyes gleamed, shooting out strands of violet radiance that made the void tremble. In an instant, everything around them froze—even time itself seemed to halt!

The scene was terrifying. A single moment felt like an eternity.

Shi Hao realized that resistance was futile. Unless the Great Elder intervened, there was no hope.

But the Great Elder was outside, unaware of what was happening within. This miraculous seed isolated everything—no vision could penetrate it. Otherwise, they would have inspected its contents long ago.

Fighting a celestial embryo at the Heavenly Deity Realm was meaningless.

Soon, the void calmed. All laws vanished, and the woman’s radiant eyes dimmed, becoming tranquil once more.

“What did you use to heal this seed?” she asked—the question that truly concerned her.

“A rare treasure from the Heaven-Mending Dao. Perhaps a type of immortal herb, or a miraculous stone. Its nature is unclear,” Shi Hao answered, his mind racing.

“Do you have more?” Her gaze suddenly blazed brighter than the sun, piercing into his soul.

“Yes,” Shi Hao affirmed without hesitation.

“Good. I’ll lend you my celestial womb. Cultivate here. Once you break free, use the Heaven-Mending treasure to reseal this seed. Can you do that?” There was no threat in her tone—only negotiation, and surprisingly generous terms at that.

Shi Hao hadn’t expected her to be so reasonable. She wasn’t lashing out in anger but speaking gently—a stark contrast to her domineering presence.

“I can!” he responded decisively.

The Heaven-Mending treasure had such miraculous effects? Shi Hao was certain that resealing the seed with it would leave no trace, restoring it perfectly!

“I’ve observed the laws of heaven and earth, faintly sensing an impending calamity. I didn’t expect it to come so soon,” the woman murmured. Around her, the laws of the cosmos intertwined, the aura of countless realms descending like a tidal wave.

It was the seed resonating with the heavens, forming chains of order linked to the myriad dao of the universe.

Then, she lifted her head, her lustrous purple hair flowing as her flawless face turned skyward. Light erupted from her body, and a vertical eye opened on her forehead—as if peering into eternity itself.

Ancient runes materialized around her, symbols of the great dao, forming patterns that enveloped her. A chorus of chanting filled the air, as if shaking the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

In truth, it only echoed within this void, deafeningly loud.

Fragments of time swirled, scenes flashing by like fleeting dreams.

Shi Hao was stunned. This woman was divining—calculating her own future, gazing into fate itself. This was a heaven-defying ability of the highest order!

“In you, in this era, I see blood staining the heavens, mountains of corpses. This age is drenched in slaughter, the world collapsing in tragedy. If I emerge, I may perish like many great figures before me—fallen in this darkest of turbulent times.”

Her words were almost dreamlike, murmured to herself.

Shi Hao’s heart shuddered. “If you emerge, you’re destined for immortality. Could you still die?”

“Even immortals will fall. This may be the darkest era in history. No one can withstand this tide,” she replied calmly.

Then, the visions around her faded, the runes vanishing.

“This is heaven’s will. You entered, so you shall cultivate within my celestial womb. When the time comes, you shall face the calamity in my stead!” she declared bluntly.

“If it can be done, then I accept!” Shi Hao didn’t hesitate.

“In this epoch, I shall not emerge. If you survive, we’ll meet in the next era,” she said.

“Then, until the next era!” Shi Hao nodded, his expression solemn. In his heart, he swore—he would survive. He wouldn’t die. He still had to change the fates of many!

With that, the woman stepped aside, yielding the central position. There, embedded almost imperceptibly into the void, was a flat, ancient stone slab.

She retreated to a corner, gesturing for Shi Hao to sit upon it.

When Shi Hao approached and sat, he was instantly stunned. The slab was only three feet long, yet covered in intricate, mysterious patterns.

This was the essence of the seed!

The moment he sat, the myriad dao of the universe descended from all directions, engulfing him. The resonant chanting of divine scriptures shook his very soul!