Just how powerful is the so-called Immortal? Shi Hao couldn’t truly fathom it, but he knew one thing—if that being wanted him dead, it would be effortless, like swatting a fly.
He had already traveled countless miles away, standing in the middle of a vast grassland, yet he still felt an icy chill piercing his bones. His blood surged violently, and his body felt as if it were about to burst apart.
“Was that truly an Immortal?” His mind was in turmoil, overwhelmed by sheer terror.
The entire realm was shaken. Every sacred land trembled in awe, and countless experts bowed toward the Immortal Mountain. Many powerful figures rushed there in haste.
“Has a supreme being arrived?” someone asked, their voice trembling.
As they neared the Immortal Mountain, figures crowded every direction—elite warriors and leaders of various sects had come to pay their respects.
“No one came. It was just a divine thought that swept through, delivering a decree,” said the master of an ancient sacred land.
“What? Just a mere divine thought?” The crowd was stunned, their eyes filled with disbelief. A single thought crossing realms had left all the mighty trembling—what kind of power was that?
Indeed, as the man had said, the Immortal Mountain had returned to silence. The overwhelming presence had vanished, leaving only a golden decree before them.
“The Immortal War is about to begin!” someone said, their face pale.
Though rumors had circulated before, this was the most direct confirmation. An Immortal had descended a supreme decree, announcing to the cultivators of this realm that an entire era of peace was about to be shattered.
The so-called Immortal War would have far-reaching consequences!
“The so-called Nine Heavens and Ten Earths are nothing to fear. The supreme beings can sweep them aside. It’s just that those creatures will likely come to stir trouble,” said a female sect leader.
“The storm is coming. The true great era has arrived. We must prepare for battle across the Nine Heavens!”
“Indeed, we must fight back, reclaim what is rightfully ours, and purge the demonic nests!”
“This will be an age of heroes. Those dazzlingly brilliant powerhouses will rise, standing out among countless beings, showcasing their might!”
The realm could no longer remain calm—it was already in uproar.
On the grassland, Shi Hao was stunned. The expected slaughter from the Immortal had not come. It had merely been a divine thought, conveying a will across realms, not specifically targeting him.
Soon, he laughed at himself. Perhaps in the eyes of that Immortal, he was nothing more than a weak insect, unworthy of pursuit or execution.
Because his significance was too trivial—far beneath the notice of an Immortal.
Since that was the case, he was content to remain safe and undisturbed. He quickly departed, continuing his journey, retracing his steps to return to his own world.
Days later, Shi Hao found the mountain range again, searching for the spatial node.
“I hope this spatial node is still functional.”
But if it was, wouldn’t that make it a secret passage? If either world discovered it, the consequences would be dire.
Shi Hao struck, attempting to pierce the void and return through the spatial node.
Yet, he was disappointed—it wouldn’t budge, impossible to break through.
“Am I to be trapped in this world, unable to return?” Shi Hao’s heart grew restless. He didn’t want to stay; he longed to go back.
Just as his expression darkened, ripples appeared in the void, streaks of light flickering as it split open, revealing a passage.
Without hesitation, he charged inside. A cauldron guided him back, freeing him from that strange and powerful world.
He had returned—to a dim, gray space where a cauldron exuding primordial energy carried him away from that eerie and formidable realm.
This wasn’t the Imperial City, just the mysterious space where the cauldron and Shi Hao had once lingered.
“Senior, what about that node?” Shi Hao turned back, gazing at the faintly glowing passage.
“It no longer exists,” the cauldron replied. Behind it, the void crumbled into obscurity, as if severing karma or erasing laws.
The method was terrifying—it was actively erasing all traces, leaving no remnants of the past.
In fact, Shi Hao realized his mind was growing blank. His recent experiences were fading, on the verge of vanishing entirely.
This horrified him, sending chills down his spine. What kind of power was this?
The cauldron hadn’t acted against him, yet just by manipulating the spatial node, it had affected him as well. Such a method was unprecedented.
Severing karma, obliterating the Dao!
It was actively erasing a mark that should have existed.
Yet, in the end, it stopped. Only the spatial node was destroyed—Shi Hao’s memories remained intact.
“I’m starting to doubt my own existence!” After a long silence, Shi Hao let out a sigh.
He wondered if a lifetime could be rewritten, if in some unknown era, someone had done this before—erasing certain memories from the minds of the living.
If so, were people living in ignorance, in a world rewritten by others?
His head spun, overwhelmed by the complexity of it all.
This wasn’t baseless speculation. After entering that world and witnessing the Immortal Mountain, he had pondered deeply.
Even the beings of that entire realm regarded those from his side as devils, invaders of their homeland, refusing to accept that the Immortal Ancient Era had been buried.
Could anything be more terrifying?
An entire world, all its people believing the same—had their memories been shattered beyond recognition?
Such a life was horrifying!
Those powerhouses were utterly ruthless, capable of such deeds!
“Farewell!”
The cauldron trembled, splitting the void as it sent Shi Hao out of that space, back into the true outside world.
“Farewell” were its final words.
Shi Hao had a feeling that their next meeting would be far in the future—perhaps millennia, even eons later.
“Farewell,” Shi Hao murmured, uttering those two words. He had returned, yet everything felt surreal, leaving him dazed.
But those two words brought no relief. His heart was heavy—the more he learned, the more suffocated he felt.
He knew the great era had arrived. Change was inevitable, unstoppable.
Just how powerful were those Immortals? How many were there? How could they be opposed?
They had buried the entire Immortal Ancient Era. Who could stand against them now?
“I can only hope these Immortals are descendants of those from back then, generations removed,” Shi Hao said.
Otherwise, if they were the same enemies from the previous era, the mere thought was enough to stop his breath. After such an unfathomably long time, how terrifyingly strong must they have become?
The desolate land was strewn with bones, a place of deathly silence. Shi Hao had returned, likely still within a certain region of the Imperial City.
But months had passed. The three great powerhouses must have long departed, taking the prodigies back to Boundless Heaven, to the Celestial Academy.
Shi Hao felt regret—he had likely missed his chance.
After vanishing for months, who would still be waiting for him?
The place was silent, devoid of light, only the skeletal remains of fallen heroes.
Shi Hao strode forward. He had to find a way out, or he might be trapped here forever.
Suddenly, a powerful divine thought swept over him, sharp as a blade, as if intending to slice him open. Shi Hao’s face paled as he was sent flying with a thunderous crash.
A tremendous force struck him, like a mountain crashing down.
The physical pain was bearable, but the boiling of his soul was unbearable. That person was merciless, nearly shattering his spirit, almost inflicting severe damage.
Shi Hao had reached the Sacred Sacrifice Realm, his combat power rivaling that of a Heavenly Deity. Yet, before such a figure, he was still insignificant.
The more he learned, the more he realized how far he still had to go. At this stage, he was only just beginning—because the enemies ahead were far too formidable!
A figure descended, clad in loose gray robes that fluttered in the wind. He appeared young, at least in appearance, with a pale complexion as if deprived of sunlight for too long. His eyes were deep, like the night sky.
Shi Hao knew this person, though youthful in appearance, had lived for an unfathomably long time—a true veteran powerhouse.
Because he was certain—no one of his generation could send him flying with a mere divine thought, nearly crippling him.
“You… where have you been these past months?” the man asked, bypassing names or origins, cutting straight to the point. Clearly, he knew Shi Hao’s identity.
“I entered a dim, gray space,” Shi Hao replied.
“Nonsense. This is the Imperial City—not the central district, but a desolate part of the outer city. Even so, you lack the power to open such a space,” the man said coldly, his tone far from friendly.
“Then where does the senior believe I should have been?” Shi Hao countered, a flicker of anger rising within him. Barely out of that ordeal, he was already being interrogated, nearly grievously wounded.
The question gave the man pause. Clearly, Shi Hao had indeed entered some space—otherwise, how could he have vanished for months?
The three powerhouses had searched thoroughly, yet he had disappeared without a trace.
“Why have you only returned now?” the gray-robed “youth” demanded, his gaze icy like twin pools of frozen water.
Shi Hao understood—this was the Imperial City, one of the most crucial places in the world, guarding the borderlands. No mistakes could be tolerated.
Calmly, he replied, “I was trapped. Only when the space inexplicably opened did I escape.”
“Is that so? I find it hard to believe. Let me search your soul to verify,” the man said.
Shi Hao’s expression darkened instantly. Such an act was unthinkable unless between mortal enemies.
For a cultivator, having one’s soul searched was not just a defeat—it was humiliation.
“Senior, we are not enemies. Doing this would be an insult to me,” Shi Hao said.
“An insult?” The gray-robed man smirked dismissively, his pale, bloodless face filled with disdain. Clearly, he held no regard for Shi Hao’s words—the gap between them was far too vast.
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