Shi Hao was surrounded by a shower of radiant light, petals falling like rain—it was the power of time, slashing toward him like blades!
As he raised his hand, strange patterns emerged on his five fingers and palm, also carrying the aura of time, countering the Three-Headed King’s earth-shattering strike.
A dazzling divine light erupted!
It was the annihilation of time, the bloom of years. In an instant, it felt as though five centuries had passed—even the most sacred temples would have gathered dust by then.
Yet, to outsiders, it was fleeting—just a flash of light, and then everything vanished.
Shi Hao’s heart turned cold. The Three-Headed King was truly terrifying, wielding such a supreme divine ability. If not for his own mastery over the mysteries of time, anyone else in his place would have been in grave danger!
The power of time was the most dreadful of all—even immortals would wither under its influence, let alone mortals struggling in the mortal world.
In ancient times, countless legendary figures had murmured their last words, collapsing under the weight of time, their lives dwindling as they faded into the river of years.
Thus, time-based treasures and techniques were feared—whether profound or simple, anything involving the domain of time inspired awe and dread.
“Interesting. That was just a hasty strike, without gathering power or fully unleashing the force of time. Again!” The Three-Headed King turned its head for the first time, fixing Shi Hao with a strange gaze.
Shi Hao was unafraid. Earlier, he had held back his strongest technique because his instincts told him that one strike wouldn’t kill the Three-Headed King. It was cautious, on guard.
Thus, he remained confident—and even eager. When the true clash came, he intended to strike with lethal precision!
**Whoosh!**
A fierce gale howled as the Three-Headed King exhaled, unleashing a storm of gray wind that shredded the void. It was another terrifying treasure technique, one that should have belonged to the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
“Kill!”
At that moment, Mo Dao struck. With a wave of his hand, crimson clouds surged across the sky, endless flames manifesting as scarlet lotuses, incinerating the heavens and drowning the Three-Headed King.
He feared Shi Hao would be at a disadvantage.
“Break!”
The Three-Headed King roared, redirecting the storm toward Mo Dao. Their techniques collided in a dazzling explosion.
“Kill!”
The young supreme being who had been battling Mo Dao earlier now turned his assault on the white-robed youth.
A chaotic melee erupted!
Elsewhere, the battle had reached a fever pitch—even more intense than here. Blood sprayed as bodies fell.
**Thud!**
Not far away, Wang Xi’s shoulder was grazed by a spider silk thread, drawing blood—a minor injury.
At that moment, two or three young supreme beings who had cultivated three strands of immortal qi simultaneously targeted her.
The Three-Headed King, while engaging Mo Dao, suddenly shifted tactics, joining forces to eliminate Wang Xi—a calculated strike to remove a formidable opponent with three strands of immortal qi.
“Disgusting! Where do you think you’re going, you oversized spider?” Shi Hao shouted from behind.
Enraged, the Three-Headed King turned back—who dared mock it so brazenly? It returned to the fray.
**Boom!**
Nearby, Yao Yue staggered under a combined assault from several experts.
“Trying to focus fire and eliminate one of us first?” Yao Yue sneered, signaling Lü Tuo, Xuan Kun, and Wang Xi to join forces and retaliate in kind.
**Boom!**
Though key figures remained unharmed, many promising warriors were torn apart in the brutal exchange, their flesh and blood scattering.
The battlefield descended into utter chaos—a meat grinder where bodies and shattered bones littered the ground.
Yet, amidst the carnage, Shi Hao noticed something: the life-saving talismans distributed by the elders of the Heavenly Deity Institution had activated, whisking away the fallen.
Similarly, creatures from the other realm had their own means of escape, their corpses vanishing in streaks of divine light.
“Damn it! I’ve fought so hard, yet I don’t have any life-saving measures,” Shi Hao grumbled.
Still, some perished for good, their blood staining the earth—no talisman could save them.
Shi Hao took solace in one thing: the Void Beast he had slain earlier hadn’t escaped—it was truly dead. The outcome depended on the intensity of the attack.
The battle grew ever more chaotic and brutal, scattering combatants across the terrain—some into the mountains, others into the ravines.
“Not good—where did he go?” Wang Xi gasped, realizing Shi Hao had vanished. Engrossed in her own duel, she had lost track of him.
“Sister, worried about someone else now?” Princess Yao Yue teased mid-fight with a young supreme being.
Wang Xi snapped, “Nonsense! I’m lamenting the loss of a valuable asset—he subdued a young supreme being with three strands of immortal qi for our side. If he dies now, it’s a huge blow.”
“Don’t fret. I saw him and the Three-Headed King plunge into the mountains. Mo Dao followed—they’ll be fine,” Yao Yue reassured.
“Speaking of which, body refiners are terrifyingly strong. His physique actually rivals the Three-Headed King’s,” someone remarked.
The battlefield roared with battle cries as warriors clashed fiercely.
But by then, Shi Hao had already left the fray, delving deep into the mountains.
Now, Mo Dao was no longer the main force—Shi Hao had taken over, unleashing his full power!
Nearby, the white-robed Mo Dao stared in shock, as if seeing a ghost.
That youth had actually cultivated three strands of immortal qi! Not just a body refiner, but a terrifying young supreme being—peerless in strength, unrivaled in valor.
Mo Dao sighed, his earlier resentment fading. He had once lamented binding himself with only two strands of immortal qi in his wager against Shi Hao, but now, seeing this, he fell silent.
A youth younger than him, wielding three strands of immortal qi, had erupted into a frenzy—transforming into a humanoid savage dragon, fighting with unrestrained ferocity!
Shi Hao’s first strike employed the Willow Deity’s treasure technique—golden chains of order surged forth, piercing the Three-Headed King’s body and leaving it riddled with bloody holes.
The Three-Headed King’s face twisted in fury and pain. The insignificant creature it had looked down upon was no weaker—empowered by three strands of immortal qi, he was a god of war.
It had never suffered such humiliation, nearly meeting its end in one blow.
Like a docile lamb suddenly turning into a lion and devouring its shepherd.
The Three-Headed King was stunned—this youth’s sudden eruption was a nightmare. Had it not been for its own monstrous strength, it would have been slain on the spot!
**Hum!**
A massive web shot forth from the Three-Headed King’s maw—its innate divine technique—enveloping Shi Hao as it roared, “The net of heaven is vast, yet none escape!”
Shi Hao pointed angrily. “You vicious insect, preaching about the net of heaven?”
**Boom!**
Countless golden willow branches surged, their chains of order even more terrifying than before, slipping through the web’s gaps to impale the Three-Headed King’s body.
“I see now—this is the technique of that Willow Deity from back then!” The Three-Headed King paled, then bellowed.
That willow was legendary—revered as the Ancestral Sacrificial Spirit, it had once escaped heaven’s net, slaughtering its way out.
In the Immortal Ancient Era, that willow had roamed the world freely. Even multiple immortals had failed to subdue it—it was a taboo existence, carving its path through bloodshed.
“Ten Thousand Spiders Demon Art!” the Three-Headed King howled.
Its web couldn’t restrain Shi Hao—the Willow Deity’s technique had shattered it. Now, it unleashed an ancient divine art!
Its eight spider legs moved in intricate, arcane patterns, channeling the power of the celestial river to annihilate Shi Hao.
“Six Paths Reincarnation!”
Shi Hao roared, forming hand seals—the six starting stances were all too familiar.
**Boom!**
Heaven and earth split as the two titans clashed. Black fissures tore through the void, their killing intent blotting out the sky.
“Six Paths Reincarnation?!” the Three-Headed King shrieked. This ancient divine art had once dominated all.
This technique carried glory and immortality, its secrets whispered even by true immortals in ages past.
Nearby, Mo Dao was utterly shaken. This guy was far more formidable than he’d imagined—wielding techniques beyond his knowledge.
Shi Hao fought with bloodshot eyes, trading brutal blows with the Three-Headed King. In the end, he seized one of its spider legs, tearing it free in a spray of blood—this battle was madness incarnate.
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