After six months of rigorous training, Shi Hao had undergone tremendous improvement, both physically and spiritually. This was no ordinary cultivation retreat for a Heavenly Deity—it was akin to training tailored for a sect master.
The Grand Elder was unrelentingly strict, a stark contrast to his usual amiable demeanor. There was no leniency whatsoever; the slightest deviation from perfection meant starting over.
“Whoosh!”
A dark-blue soul weapon, brimming with icy killing intent, slashed toward Shi Hao’s primordial spirit from the front.
Any outsider witnessing this would have paled in shock—the sheer power of that strike could annihilate a Heavenly Deity with terrifying ease.
A blue war spear shot forth, radiating brilliance that illuminated mountains and rivers, tearing through the void. How could an ordinary Heavenly Deity withstand such an attack? Even sect masters would turn ashen-faced!
To most, this was no mere tempering—it was outright slaughter. A Heavenly Deity struck by such a blow would undoubtedly perish!
At that moment, the fist-sized figure before Shi Hao’s brow surged upward, meeting the attack head-on. Wreathed in hazy immortal mist, its brilliance restrained, it appeared unadorned and dim.
Clenching a fist seal, the figure pivoted and struck the shaft of the blue spear with a resounding *clang!* Sparks erupted into the heavens, blindingly intense.
Though the figure itself seemed plain, like a reclusive Daoist, its edge was undeniable in this critical moment. The impact was earth-shattering—it was resisting a soul weapon barehanded!
Shi Hao’s prolonged seclusion, akin to enduring hellish torment, had reached its final phase. This was the test of his capabilities.
With a hum, the dazzling blue spear was sent flying, repelled by the fist seal!
“Not bad,” the Grand Elder nodded.
“Not bad” was an understatement. Anyone else would have been reduced to ashes by merely grazing such a soul weapon, let alone repelling it.
After all, these weapons were crafted specifically to annihilate primordial spirits.
“Go!” The Grand Elder commanded softly. As he spoke, a radiant violet blade descended, its brilliance dimming the sun as it cleaved through the heavens.
Another soul weapon—this violet blade split the void, descending with unstoppable force to sever souls!
Shi Hao’s primordial spirit, swift as lightning, transformed into a divine sword—still unadorned but terrifyingly resilient—and met the blade head-on, daring to clash directly.
Even the Grand Elder tensed at this reckless move. A single misstep, and Shi Hao’s spirit would shatter, spelling his doom!
*Clang!*
A crisp metallic ring echoed through the air as sword and blade collided, sparks flying as the two engaged in fierce combat.
“Good, very good, excellent!” Even the composed Grand Elder couldn’t help but voice his excitement. The grueling months of training had borne magnificent fruit.
*Swoosh!*
Finally, the violet blade withdrew, ending the assault. The divine sword reverted to the fist-sized figure—astonishingly intact, unscathed by the soul weapon!
A primordial spirit of such resilience was a rarity in the world!
With a flash, Shi Hao’s spirit returned to his body. He felt a tinge of regret—he hadn’t obtained the complete *Pacification Art*. The fragmented version could only temper his spirit, not unleash its full, unstoppable might.
Shi Hao’s physique was lean yet powerful, his frame honed to perfection—a living weapon. His body could now shatter Heavenly Deity artifacts and withstand sect master-level treasures!
Moreover, his forehead glowed faintly, his spirit light restrained—a sign of his peak condition, far surpassing the limits of a Heavenly Deity!
He was fully prepared. Countless rare treasures—Eight Treasures Qilin, Heavenly Deity Trees, Soul-Guiding Lotuses, Evil-Warding Divine Bamboo, and Yellowspring Fruits—had been consumed to elevate him to perfection.
“In all my years, you are the strongest Heavenly Deity I have ever seen,” the Grand Elder praised sincerely.
His tone carried pride, joy, but also a trace of melancholy and bitterness.
At last, he had nurtured the ideal disciple—one who matched his vision, surpassing even the pinnacle of the Heavenly Deity realm.
Yet it also reminded him of his own past, fraught with hardship on the same path. He had failed, nearly perishing.
Success or failure now hinged on this final step!
“Thank you, Elder, for your guidance,” Shi Hao said earnestly. The Grand Elder had spared no effort, investing divine insects, rare herbs, and half a year of relentless training to forge his body and spirit.
“Your physique surpasses mine at your age—peerless among Heavenly Deities. Your chances of success are greater,” the Grand Elder admitted. In his youth, he had been a peerless genius, unmatched in his era.
He added, “Moreover, you possess a unique seed, still growing. It now serves as a cosmic womb. If you reside within it, your odds will soar!”
Shi Hao was ready—only this final hurdle remained.
But how could he enter this enigmatic seed, sit within it, and become the nurtured immortal embryo?
The seed, shrouded in mist and swirling with chaotic energy, pulsed with primordial essence. Faintly, the harmonies of myriad Daos could be heard.
Years ago, near Fire Province, Shi Hao had obtained this seed from the Heavenly Clan’s mines.
It fluctuated in size, formless until now, when it finally revealed its true brilliance.
“To take the body as the seed—you *must* succeed,” the Grand Elder declared, bolstering Shi Hao’s resolve—and his own.
Shi Hao was his sole disciple, the vessel of all his hopes. Having failed on this path himself, the Grand Elder had entrusted everything to him.
His eyes gleamed with dreamlike intensity as he solemnly said, “We lack ancient seeds for so-called perfect fusion and evolution. So we forge our own path—transcending all limits!”
“Understood,” Shi Hao nodded gravely.
“Now, focus solely on transcending within the seed. Verify every lesson I’ve taught you about this path. Disregard all else,” the Grand Elder instructed.
*Swoosh!*
The Grand Elder then took Shi Hao’s Great Luo Immortal Gold Sword, infused it with divine power, and unleashed a radiance that outshone the sun and moon!
With a mighty swing, he cleaved the seed open, accompanied by a drop of Shi Hao’s heartblood. Divine light erupted, Dao hymns resonating like celestial chants.
The seed split, and Shi Hao stepped inside without hesitation, replacing its essence to become the supreme embryo within.
Now came the hardest step—how to seal this cosmic womb?
The moment the sword struck, the womb was breached. Left unchecked, it would wither and lose its purpose.
“This is Mending Heaven Elixir, obtained from the Mending Heaven Dao. It can heal the womb,” the Grand Elder explained.
Shi Hao’s heart stirred.
In the lower realm, there was the Mending Heaven Pavilion. In the three thousand provinces, the Mending Heaven Sect. And in the Nine Heavens—the Mending Heaven Dao.
Similarly, the Severing Heaven Dao existed in the Nine Heavens.
From pavilion to sect to Dao—the progression spoke volumes.
Legends said the Mending Heaven Dao possessed an immortal herb—perhaps not an herb, but a celestial stone or embryo—capable of mending the heavens and nurturing all life.
The Grand Elder had secured a portion of this substance.
As shimmering liquid dripped onto the seed, the fissures vanished without a trace, sealing Shi Hao inside flawlessly.
Other methods would have drained its essence, but now it remained pristine—even nourished further.
“Next, I will bury the seed in a land of creation and await your emergence,” the Grand Elder said—his final words before silence engulfed Shi Hao.
Now, he would undergo transcendence, achieving the deepest evolution of life itself. Success or failure hung in the balance.
Unsurprisingly, Shi Hao’s prolonged absence had sparked rampant speculation.
After six months with no sign of him, rumors swirled.
Eight months passed—still no trace.
Nine months—the name “Huang” seemed to have vanished entirely.
…
A year later, the Grand Elder’s abode lay overgrown with weeds and vines.
“Ah, the Ten Crown King—Tian Zi—has completed his twelve-month fusion with the World Sapling. Upon emerging, a colossal tree pierced the heavens, its phenomena astounding!”
News shook the world that day.
The Ten Crown King, Tian Zi, had finally emerged from seclusion, achieving flawless evolution. His life essence had ascended boundlessly.
Divine springs surged, celestial dew fell, golden lotuses bloomed in the void, and true dragons encircled his retreat as Dao hymns thundered in resonance.
The World Tree—a treasure that would awe even True Immortals—had fused with him. His transformation was perfection incarnate!
True to his name, Tian Zi (“Heaven’s Son”) was a peerless force. Upon his return, his dragon fist shattered the sky!
Days later, another upheaval arose.
In the Immortal Academy, violet qi flooded from the east, engulfing the land for thirty thousand miles!
“Heavens! What phenomenon is this? Who has emerged with such grandeur?”
“It’s Primordial Violet Qi—a legendary ancient seed! It shone peerlessly in the Immortal Ancient Era. To think it reappears now!”
Another prodigy had surfaced—one who had fused with the Primordial Violet Seed, ascending to supreme heights. A true young supreme!
Legends said those who merged with this seed were destined for unparalleled glory, capable of sweeping through the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths unchallenged.
The great era had arrived—turbulence was upon them once more!
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