A white Qilin soared into the heavens, tearing through the firmament with radiant light as it descended with a mighty roar!
Ning Chuan, clad in flowing white robes, was breathtakingly handsome—flawless even, surpassing the beauty of many women. Riding the white Qilin, he let out a fierce battle cry as he charged forward with unstoppable momentum.
This was the ultimate showdown, fueled by his burning rage.
Shi Hao had stolen his Thunder Tribulation Elixir, an act he could not tolerate. What did it mean to be the Six-Time Champion? Six lifetimes of invincibility, reigning supreme across the world, unmatched in his realm.
“Fang is unleashing his full power, fighting with everything he has!” someone exclaimed in awe.
Shi Hao surged forward, riding atop a colossal Kun Peng. Its wings stretched endlessly, splitting the heavens as golden radiance surged like tidal waves, crashing toward Ning Chuan.
**BOOM!**
The collision was earth-shattering, enough to make even Heavenly Deities tremble in fear. The clash of divine power was unparalleled, their laws clashing endlessly!
The two warriors fought fiercely, blood splattering, divine light erupting in countless beams, bone inscriptions intertwining as they shattered the void.
“Kill!”
With the heavenly tribulation concluded, how could the sect masters remain idle? Some made their move, their target naturally being the Thunder Tribulation Elixir.
The Silverblood Demon Tree, the Colossal Striped Tiger, and other mighty beings struck together, eager to eliminate Fang and seize the elixir.
However, the First Master of the Eight-Armed Soul Clan and the Matriarch of the Beauty Clan would not stand by idly. They had come to support Shi Hao, guarding him as they clashed against the Silverblood Demon Tree and others.
In truth, deep grudges already existed between them, and this was the perfect opportunity for a world-shaking battle.
**BOOM!**
When sect masters struck, the heavens collapsed, and the earth split. Dark winds howled, and blood rained from the skies. A single casual attack summoned countless celestial phenomena.
Around them, many trembled, their legs weak, their faces pale as snow. Some couldn’t withstand the pressure and plummeted from the skies.
For a moment, heroes scattered, fleeing into the distance, fearing they would be caught in the crossfire.
People watched from the edges of the world, witnessing this legendary battle.
“Fang has defied the heavens! He actually followed through the tribulation and stole most of the Thunder Tribulation Elixir—utterly domineering!”
“Is there no justice left? He casually endures tribulations without perishing, succeeding yet again!”
All could only marvel at such an extraordinary feat, something beyond comprehension. This was the strongest Divine King Tribulation, something ordinary people could never fathom.
A tribulation where survival was one in a million, yet Fang could endure it repeatedly—truly a monster!
“This guy is terrifyingly strong!” the Witch murmured, her beautiful eyes gleaming as if seeing Shi Hao for the first time. The youth who had once stood out in the lower realm was now truly shining, battling the Six-Time Champion and shaking the Immortal Ancient World.
On the other side, Yue Chan also showed shock. The legendary Ning Chuan, hailed as the unrivaled king of six lifetimes, was now being matched by the boy she despised. Worse, Ning Chuan seemed injured, having lost most of his divine elixir—truly alarming.
Everyone present sighed. Fang’s rise could no longer be stopped. A legend soaring through the heavens, unstoppable and undefeated!
The two fought on, unaffected by the chaos around them.
Shi Hao was at ease—his side had more sect masters. Ning Chuan, too, abandoned all restraint, consumed by true fury.
“Those two have backup plans, confident they can escape even under the hands of sect masters. That’s why they’re fighting so recklessly!” Chang Gong Yan speculated.
The Dragon Maiden, Cao Yusheng, Xue Lin, and others nodded. These two represented the pinnacle battle of their generation!
**BOOM!**
Shi Hao struck forward with a palm strike carrying the force of a million mountains, as if capable of smashing stars from the sky. Surging light illuminated the heavens, eternal in its brilliance.
**THUD!**
Ning Chuan countered with a Qilin Fist, engaging in a brutal exchange. Fist met palm, runes surging like a tempestuous ocean.
Shi Hao did not use the Eight-Nine Heavenly Art, nor did Ning Chuan employ the Nine-Five Supreme Heavenly Art. These techniques were too overwhelming, requiring immense preparation. Randomly unleashing them would be weaker than their supreme treasure techniques.
In essence, these were methods to control treasure techniques, not direct offensive divine abilities.
**CLANG!**
In Shi Hao’s hand, Samsara runes swirled, condensing into a divine sword that gleamed ominously as it slashed forward.
**CLASH!**
Ning Chuan summoned a massive Qilin Staff, a manifestation of his treasure technique. Swinging it, he clashed against the divine sword, sparks flying.
This battle represented the highest level of combat in their realm, leaving all spectators breathless.
**BOOM!**
The Samsara Sword and Qilin Staff collided repeatedly. This was not just a contest of magic and cultivation but also of spirit and will. Both fought with madness.
Shi Hao’s hair whipped wildly as a golden aura enveloped him, as if forged from divine gold. With a divine sword in his right hand and a fist in his left, he struck at Ning Chuan relentlessly.
The Six-Time Champion, too, lost his usual transcendent demeanor. His eyes burned with fury, a Qilin pattern glowing on his forehead as an ancient diagram manifested behind him. His entire body blazed as he unleashed his ultimate power.
“Ning Chuan and Fang are locked in a life-and-death battle!”
“What? The two supreme geniuses are dueling? We must witness this!”
The news spread like wildfire, reaching all corners of the Immortal Ancient. Countless rushed to the scene, knowing this might be the final battle before the end of the Immortal Ancient Era.
Or perhaps, the last dazzling battle of legend!
“He… is fighting the Six-Time Champion. Can he win?” Yun Xi murmured in shock before hurrying toward the battlefield.
“Fang is truly defying the heavens! Unstoppable, now even challenging the Six-Time Champion!” an ancient freak sighed. In their hearts, Ning Chuan was invincible—yet now, a rising star had reached such heights.
Geniuses from the Three Thousand Provinces all moved, rushing to witness the final battle.
Even the natives of Immortal Ancient surged toward that minor world, drawn by the clash of the two prodigies and the allure of the Thunder Tribulation Elixir.
The crowd grew until the minor world was packed to the brim.
“Kill!”
The battle between the two geniuses reached its peak. Shi Hao grew fiercer with each strike, his punches capable of shattering the moon.
They fought with reckless abandon, exchanging over two thousand moves, their energy draining rapidly.
Both had just endured the heavenly tribulation, with no time to recover. Had they not consumed some Thunder Tribulation Elixir, their bones would have shattered long ago.
Especially Shi Hao, who had endured two tribulations—exhaustion weighed heavily on him.
Fortunately, the elixir’s effects were miraculous, restoring much of his strength.
Ning Chuan burned with fury. This was **his** elixir! Seeing Shi Hao consume it enraged him beyond measure.
“Descendant of the Sinful Blood, your veins run with filth, just like your ancestors—shameless and wicked! You deserve death!” Ning Chuan roared.
“You worthless Six-Time Champion, if you seek death, I’ll grant it!” Shi Hao’s eyes flashed with cold lightning.
Both unleashed their secret arts, their strongest attacks.
Suddenly, Shi Hao let out a sharp cry, his body erupting in golden light, transforming into a divine dragon that charged forward.
“Not good!” Ning Chuan’s expression changed. His treasure techniques disintegrated mid-air, failing to reach Shi Hao.
**Magic Immunity!**
This bizarre ability now displayed its terrifying power, sending Ning Chuan’s heart into turmoil. His face paled instantly.
Shi Hao had always possessed this power but had refrained from using it in Immortal Ancient, saving it for a decisive strike.
If revealed too early, opponents would guard against it, diminishing its lethality. Now, against Ning Chuan, after their brutal clash, he finally unleashed it.
As expected, Ning Chuan’s treasure techniques temporarily failed, as if his magic had been stripped away. His eyes widened in fury.
“What happened? What’s going on?” the crowd gasped.
Ning Chuan’s body dimmed, his techniques nullified, while Shi Hao blazed with radiant light, all his treasure techniques manifesting at once.
**BOOM!**
The Kun Peng Fist descended with overwhelming dominance, golden feathers and a vast black ocean accompanying its strike.
The punch carried boundless magic, sending Ning Chuan flying. Without his protective laws and techniques, he relied solely on his flesh to endure the blow.
**CRACK!**
He coughed up blood, then the sound of snapping bones echoed as his body nearly exploded from the impact.
**SHING!**
Shi Hao raised his hand, and behind him, a golden Willow Deity materialized. Hundreds of golden chains of order shot forth, piercing Ning Chuan’s body in multiple places, blood gushing horrifically.
“Heavens! What’s happening? Why is Ning Chuan suddenly losing?” many cried out.
Ning Chuan’s eyes turned icy as he struggled against the chains. Though he broke free, his body bore over a dozen bloody holes, his origin severely wounded.
“Die!” Shi Hao roared, charging like a celestial steed. Thunder roared as he stomped downward with the Thunder Emperor’s Treasure Technique.
**CRACK!**
Five bolts of lightning struck Ning Chuan’s skull. His white robes turned to ash, and had he not blocked with his arms, he would have perished.
Even so, his mighty body was charred and cracked, bones shattered, a pitiful sight.
Yun Xi arrived just in time to witness this, along with many others, stunned to see Ning Chuan being overwhelmed by Fang.
“Fang, you’ve enraged me!” Ning Chuan bellowed.
His left hand began to glow, shimmering with immortal light. A terrifying power surged from weak to overwhelming.
Everyone, including the sect masters, gasped in shock.
**Magic Immunity had been broken!**
Shi Hao’s heart pounded. **What was that?**
“True Immortal’s Hand Bone!” someone screamed.
All sensed the immortal aura. That hand was different—transparent, its bones wreathed in immortal light, radiating earth-shaking power.
It was this bone that forcibly disrupted Shi Hao’s magic immunity.
**BOOM!**
Ning Chuan thrust his palm forward, his body trembling violently. His arm convulsed, bones snapping under the strain.
Using this hand bone placed an unimaginable burden on him—he was forcibly wielding immortal power.
This was no ordinary True Immortal bone. It bore the most primal and powerful imprints—how else could it achieve this?
Everyone was horrified.
**BOOM!**
The heavens shattered. Nothing could withstand this force—even sect masters paled as the battlefield turned into a void, a land of chaos.
Shi Hao dodged, his speed unparalleled. Sensing the danger, he flashed to the horizon.
“Ning Chuan, your life is mine!” He circled back, launching another assault.
He could see that the hand bone was too overwhelming—even Ning Chuan struggled to control it.
Now, Ning Chuan’s face was deathly pale, his essence drained. His arm was fractured in multiple places.
He sighed. Having just endured the tribulation, he had yet to consolidate his gains. A single misstep in battle had cost him dearly. Now, he had to retreat—or risk death at Fang’s hands.
**BOOM!**
Using the True Immortal’s Hand Bone once more, he tore through space and vanished. Even sect masters’ spatial seals were useless.
The hand bone’s power was extraordinary—its only flaw was the immense drain on his energy and body.
To activate it, his own arm had shattered.
“You won’t escape!” Shi Hao pursued relentlessly, intent on slaughter.
That day, Immortal Ancient trembled as Fang hunted down the Six-Time Champion, shaking all factions.
“He has finally reached this point—able to dominate Immortal Ancient!” a genius from the Three Thousand Provinces marveled.
If even Ning Chuan was forced to flee, who could stand against Fang now? Who could halt his march?
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