The snow-white skeleton was instantly enraged. Its status was extraordinary, but compared to an immortal, it was far inferior. It had been entrusted with a task, yet now two beings of immense significance had vanished without a trace—how could it not be frantic?
Even worse, a deep sense of dread surged within it!
The Void Beast and the Three-Headed King—either of their clans alone could stir boundless chaos across the realms. If those two beings had perished, it would provoke unimaginable fury.
“What exactly happened?” it roared in agitation, pressing those nearby for answers.
“The Three-Headed King was slain, and the Void Beast… has gone missing, likely fallen in battle as well,” someone whispered in response.
“Who did this?!” the snow-white skeleton bellowed, the soul-light within its skull flickering wildly. Its aura was overwhelming, teetering on the edge of madness.
Many beings from the otherworldly domain turned their gazes forward. At this moment, they were unsure whether to look at Shi Hao or Mo Dao.
“Why has Mo Dao gone over there?” the skeleton demanded.
“He defected!” someone answered through gritted teeth.
“He… a prodigy renowned across the heavens, favored by the ancient realms beyond Immortal Mountain—how could he defect? Has he lost his mind?!” The skeleton didn’t know if Mo Dao had gone mad, but it certainly felt like it was losing its own sanity.
At the same time, it thought of Mo Dao’s sister—that woman was a once-in-an-era genius, personally acknowledged and accepted by the imperial clan.
With such a background, how could Mo Dao betray them? It couldn’t comprehend it.
“Unforgivable! Those who err must face punishment!” the skeleton howled, its soul-light thrashing violently within its skull as it prepared to unleash a forbidden technique.
But the heavens rumbled, divine thunder rolling as terrifying world laws descended, suppressing the area.
Simultaneously, the Qiankun Bag billowed, resisting the sky itself, defying the rules and order to prevent retribution from striking this place.
“Boom!”
On the opposing side, the Ten Realms Diagram shimmered, unfurling like a vast world manifesting before them. It shielded the students of the Celestial Academy while exerting pressure on the otherworldly forces.
“Whoosh!”
Suddenly, dozens of radiant streaks shot from the Ten Realms Diagram, dazzling as they streaked toward the Qiankun Bag.
At that moment, everyone paled—whether it was the skeleton or the distant elders of the Celestial Academy—their souls stiffening in terror.
For they knew all too well that clashes between treasures of this magnitude could pierce through entire worlds, unleashing the most catastrophic consequences.
In ancient times, the world had been vast and unified, but due to the bloodshed of Immortal Kings, it was shattered into the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
Now, with such supreme treasures emerging, the thought of them clashing was unimaginable!
“Hum!”
The heavens trembled, and so did the hearts of all present.
“Thud!”
A dreadful, drum-like silence echoed—the brief collision between the Ten Realms Diagram and the Qiankun Bag erupted in a dazzling display of light.
Many couldn’t bear to look, their eyes forced shut. Even the snow-white skeleton felt fear, no longer daring to act recklessly.
When calm finally returned, the two treasures had merely tested each other, yet even that brief exchange left everyone shaken.
“My weapon shattered!”
“My protective treasure—forged with Five Elements divine materials—reduced to dust!”
On the otherworldly side, some wailed in despair as their weapons and artifacts were destroyed.
Similarly, among the Celestial Academy, some turned pale as their own treasures crumbled to nothing under the residual waves of light.
They knew it was the aftermath of the Ten Realms Diagram and the Qiankun Bag’s clash.
The only relief was that no one was injured—a sign that the two treasures had no intention of escalating into all-out war.
“Wait—the blood of the Three-Headed King I collected is gone! It turned to ash along with my artifact!” someone cried out. They had planned to present it to their supreme leader to determine the killer and the technique used.
“No matter. The Qiankun Bag can reconstruct the scene,” the skeleton said. But then its soul shuddered, and it glanced upward at the bag with sudden doubt.
Yet it quickly shook its head, dismissing the thought.
For now, battle was impossible. With two supreme treasures in opposition, the consequences of a full-scale clash were unthinkable.
More importantly, the otherworldly beings couldn’t fully cross over yet. They were still overcoming barriers, searching for ways to breach the divide.
“Retreat!” The skeleton acted decisively, knowing further action was futile, and led its forces back.
As they stepped into the fading passage, they cast one final, icy glance behind them—eyes filled with murderous intent and chilling menace.
“When we truly descend, this entire world will be overturned!” A cold voice echoed, sending shivers through the hearts of the Celestial Academy’s members.
“And when the war comes, mountains and rivers will crumble, gods and demons will fall, and all existence—past and present—will be reshaped!”
Another voice, even more terrifying, pierced through from the other side of the passage. The elders of the academy felt their blood run cold.
For now, the two realms weren’t fully connected. The stronger the being, the harder it was to cross. The fact that such a voice could reach them spoke volumes of the horror lurking beyond.
“They’re gone,” an elder of the Celestial Academy announced.
Atop a distant peak, an ancient, withered figure appeared. With a wave of his hand, he retrieved the Ten Realms Diagram.
All trembled, knowing this was one of the most formidable beings across the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
“Do not dwell on what you’ve seen or heard. Wait until we return to the academy to discuss it,” an elder cautioned.
Then, a mighty figure unleashed a grand spell, tearing through the void to forge a golden path stretching countless miles.
“Whoosh!”
The Ten Realms Diagram in the ancient figure’s hand flared, reinforcing the golden road.
“Boom!”
The heavens seemed to collapse as an aura of historical ruin surged forth like a flood, striking fear into all.
The golden path extended endlessly, piercing deep into the heart of the continent.
This land floated in the cosmos, appearing like an island from afar—yet celestial bodies orbited it. Its size was immeasurable, rivaling starry seas.
Now, a golden road bridged this impossible distance. Someone had wielded power to traverse the heavens in an instant, shocking the world.
“Go. The situation has changed. Seek your fortunes swiftly,” an elder instructed.
Originally, this had been a trial by fire—a life-and-death test where only the strongest would survive.
They were cultivating champions, preparing for the inevitable war. For they knew all too well the horrors lurking beyond their world.
The last epoch had ended in defeat. If they followed the same path now, history would repeat itself.
But where was the new path? For now, they could only send these youths to seek enlightenment and whatever hidden fortunes remained.
All stepped onto the golden road, feeling time warp around them—as if millennia passed in an instant.
With a violent tremor, they were flung from the path, landing in a vast, ancient ruin.
They had arrived at the heart of the continent, transported by the golden road. Without it, they could have flown for lifetimes and never reached this place.
The ruins were desolate, remnants of a bygone era.
Gigantic structures lay in ruins, broken walls whispering of past glory now buried in rubble.
Endless wreckage stretched before them.
This had once been a paradise, a celestial court—until it was conquered and reduced to ruins.
Yet even now, the symbols carved into the remnants pulsed with mysterious energy, a testament to their former might.
“The ultimate battlefield of the immortals!” someone gasped.
Only a select few knew the truth of this place.
“Here lies both fortune and death. The choice to seek them is yours,” an elder who had followed them declared.
Who among them would turn back now?
They were the finest talents of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, no strangers to risk and sacrifice.
Almost all chose to press forward. After learning what they could from the elder, they ascended an ancient celestial platform—a shattered relic said to have once granted ascension to immortality.
Now, only half remained, a dark and oppressive mass like a broken mountain.
“Whoosh!”
One by one, figures vanished from its surface, disappearing without a trace.
Shi Hao was stunned. He didn’t know what fortune awaited, nor where the others had gone. Even the elders of the Celestial Academy didn’t know their destinations.
Past experiences showed that each journey was unique.
Some had entered the lair of a true dragon, reborn alongside it. Others had undergone nirvana within a phoenix egg, emerging anew from flames.
None were the same. Some had even been lost in the river of time, vanishing forever.
After a moment’s hesitation, Shi Hao gritted his teeth and stepped onto the platform. His form blurred—and in an instant, he was gone.
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