Chapter 1003: The Ancient Land

People speculated that Ning Chuan was in a weakened state, severely affected by the Sacred Sacrifice, otherwise few ordinary Heavenly Deities would dare to pursue him.

Shi Hao knew clearly—this man had used the Sagewood to break through into the Sacred Sacrifice Domain, ascending to the rank of Divine King!

“He can’t be allowed to escape. Chase him!” Shi Hao was urgent. This was the best opportunity to eliminate him; otherwise, he would become a great threat.

“Will you take action yourself?” The ancestor of the Liren Clan asked with an enigmatic gaze.

Shi Hao’s heart stirred, revealing a strange expression. “I invite the seniors to join me, lest he slips away!”

“Good!”

“Let’s go and see!”

Two sect masters agreed to follow, eager to witness the outcome.

Without delay, they rushed toward a minor world at breakneck speed, hunting Ning Chuan.

That day, the Ancient Immortal Realm was thrown into chaos. Every minor world was stirred into turmoil, brimming with killing intent as Heavenly Deities pursued Ning Chuan, causing massive waves.

The White-Clothed Six-Crowned King—how dazzling he had once been, hailed as peerless throughout history in his realm, never encountering an opponent who could defeat him among his peers.

Yet now, he was in such a wretched state, being chased down.

Rumors spread that he had been in seclusion but was accidentally discovered in his weakened state, triggering a pursuit spanning hundreds of thousands of miles.

“‘Huang’ has come to personally execute Ning Chuan!”

“That young supreme being who transcended the heavenly tribulation and ascended to Divine Kinghood has arrived in person to settle his grudge with Ning Chuan. A great event is indeed about to unfold!”

Many discussed with anticipation, eager to witness the clash between these two powerhouses in a decisive battle.

However, most did not favor Ning Chuan. Though he had stepped into the Sacred Sacrifice Domain, he had yet to undergo the heavenly tribulation, which already placed him a step behind.

Most crucially—he was in a weakened state!

If he did not recover immediately, Ning Chuan was doomed. How could he oppose ‘Huang’? Thus, the timing of his recovery was key.

Now, the outside world buzzed with talk—the White-Clothed Six-Crowned King was about to fall. This peerless supreme being, more beautiful than a woman, was destined to perish.

“What a pity for the Six-Crowned King. Is he truly to fall here? Six lifetimes of supremacy, hailed as undefeated—such an end is too tragic.”

Even the prodigies of the Three Thousand Provinces were shaken, their expressions complex. A towering monument of martial prowess was about to be toppled, leaving their hearts unsettled.

Everyone believed Ning Chuan was finished!

“He’s been found! Ning Chuan has been locked onto and appeared in the Azure Spirit Realm!”

“Disastrous! He’s doomed—tracked down, his true form locked onto, with no chance to escape!”

When the news spread, all factions were shaken, and cultivators swarmed toward the location.

Shi Hao and his group arrived, intent on ending Ning Chuan’s life.

**Boom!**

Suddenly, a terrifying fluctuation erupted—someone was attempting to kill Shi Hao! It was the aura of a sect master, overwhelmingly violent.

At that moment, everyone was stunned, gaping at the sky.

A colossal hand, spanning thousands of miles, blotted out the heavens, covering everything below—including many spectators!

The aura was too horrifying, suffocating in its intensity!

A supreme sect master had appeared, ambushing Shi Hao with a ruthless strike.

“It’s Ning Chuan!” someone screamed.

The sect master had manifested beside Ning Chuan, clearly having traveled with him all along.

At that moment, many shuddered, breaking into cold sweats. This was all a trap!

Ning Chuan had conspired with the sect master, using himself as bait to lure Shi Hao out, allowing the supreme sect master to strike with full force and eliminate ‘Huang.’

Those who had earlier proclaimed the Six-Crowned King’s demise were dumbfounded—the tables had turned. This was a burial ground prepared for Shi Hao.

“Indeed, ‘Huang’ had been hiding on Soul Island, guarded by several sect masters and a protective formation, making him difficult to kill. But now, it’s different!”

Lure the snake out of its hole—then strike to kill!

The colossal hand descended, covering Shi Hao.

Suddenly, a razor-sharp sword beam shot into the sky, slashing toward the hand and resisting the sect master’s pressure.

**Hmph!**

The powerhouse in the sky showed no fear, and with reinforcements, a golden war spear descended from beyond the heavens, its aura terrifying as it targeted Shi Hao.

Not just one sect master was present—they had come prepared to slay ‘Huang.’

**Boom!**

The battlefield erupted. Three sect masters appeared in the sky, including the ancient ancestor of the Silverblood Demon Tree Clan.

On the ground, two sect masters guarded Shi Hao, but the forces were clearly mismatched.

“Wait—something’s wrong! Retreat!” A sect master suddenly shouted, grabbing Ning Chuan and fleeing at extreme speed.

“After them!”

From the ground, another voice roared—three more sect masters appeared in an instant.

“We received intel that only two followed him. How did five show up?” The Silverblood Demon Tree ancestor raged.

He had called in allies to eliminate Shi Hao and crush the hopes of the Eight-Armed Soul Clan and others, but the situation had changed.

In the sky, blood rained as a sect master was injured. The three sect masters fled in disarray, not daring to stay and fight.

Shi Hao remained cold, unsurprised. Before leaving, the Liren Clan’s sect master had warned him, so he had invited two openly while secretly bringing several other powerhouses.

“A single oversight could lead to disaster,” Shi Hao sighed softly.

It was a pity—Ning Chuan had not been caught. He had not been discovered by accident but had deliberately leaked his whereabouts, conspiring with the sect master to lure Shi Hao out.

“Next time, you die,” Shi Hao muttered.

Ning Chuan, now in the Sacred Sacrifice Domain with his transcendent methods and sect master protection, would be hard to find if he chose to hide. Another opportunity would have to wait.

Soon after, Shi Hao set off in secret, heading toward the great opportunity.

This was an ancient land—barren, devoid of grass or water, a vast desert lacking life.

Even the sun was invisible, perpetually shrouded in storms of flying sand and rolling stones.

In the void, cracks and black holes exhaled rare black gales capable of tearing apart True Gods—terrifying beyond measure.

Long ago, Shi Hao had learned of the Heavenly Deity Tree’s existence from fragmented ancient maps obtained in the Burial Realm.

Today, it was confirmed. The void here was unstable, hiding another realm from which these gales blew.

Shi Hao stepped forward, entering through a black void rift into a bizarre world.

The moment he entered, spatial fissures slashed at him with deafening force.

As the Liren Clan’s sect master had warned, this place was perilous—space was unstable, and ordinary deities would be torn apart instantly.

Shi Hao’s body, tempered by the strongest heavenly tribulation and now in the Sacred Sacrifice Domain as a Divine King, was unshaken.

He pressed onward, reaching deeper into the ancient land, witnessing scenes of ruin and desolation.

The earth was scorched black, as if burned, with no signs of life despite the passage of countless years.

As Shi Hao stepped forward, **boom!** Flames erupted, so intense they threatened to split his skin—these were Solar Fire Essences, blindingly golden and fierce.

He quickly activated his sole Heavenly Passage to resist.

The flames were terrifying, but having endured the fires of the myriad heavens, he was accustomed. Others would have perished instantly.

Along the way, he faced countless dangers, traversing the broken ancient land, doubting whether the Heavenly Deity Tree even existed.

“Ah, we’ve arrived!”

At last, he saw dense lightning weaving through the void, forming thunderous torrents that roared past.

This was a bizarre zone, filled with violent lightning carrying heavenly tribulation properties!

Entering, Shi Hao immediately understood—this was too strange. Some areas had ordinary lightning, while others summoned tribulation lightning matching one’s cultivation level!

What kind of place was this? It was horrifying.

For others, a single misstep would mean annihilation—no resistance possible.

But having survived the strongest heavenly tribulation, Shi Hao could advance. Thunderfalls raged everywhere, roaring across the sky and earth.

Here, Shi Hao noticed glowing powder on the ground—upon closer inspection, it was bone dust!

**Heavenly Deity bone dust!**

One could imagine the calamity that befell those who had rashly entered, perishing miserably.

Not every inch of space here triggered tribulation lightning—some areas had ordinary lightning—but navigating required luck, unpredictable and deadly.

“No wonder so few have ever plucked Heavenly Deity Fruits from this place,” Shi Hao murmured. It was brutally difficult.

The region was vast. Shi Hao dashed forward, enduring tribulation lightning, covering thousands of miles!

By the time he crossed, his clothes had turned to ash, his skin slightly charred, but he was otherwise unharmed.

After a brief rest, Shi Hao pressed on.

Finally, he saw vegetation—the land no longer scorched, free of flames and lightning, now lush and green.

Yet, he found no Heavenly Deity Tree. Passing through this verdant zone, he encountered another thunder barrier.

“How bizarre. Why so much lightning with tribulation properties? Did the war of the Ancient Immortal Era damage the world, corrupting the heavenly tribulations?”

Shi Hao crossed again, and after two days, he sensed something unusual.

Ahead stood a towering mountain, so vast it seemed to scrape the heavens, surpassing the clouds.

A powerful divine aura lingered here—unnatural in this lifeless, desolate land.

Shi Hao soared upward, piercing the clouds to see the mountaintop—and his eyes blazed with excitement.

**Pure bliss!**

There stood an ancient tree, gnarled like a dragon, even thicker than the one in the Immortal Medicine Garden, its branches radiant and dazzling.

**A Heavenly Deity Tree!**

It was towering, distinct from the one in the garden—its leaves were earthen yellow, shimmering with golden light when swaying.

At their brightest, they resembled a tree forged from suns, golden and blazing, countless leaves rustling like chimes.

What filled Shi Hao with joy was that it was covered in blossoms—far more than expected.

Moreover, hidden among the leaves, he spotted fruits—glowing like miniature suns. Though few, they stunned him.

**Heavenly Deity Fruits!**

This was an ancient divine tree bearing both flowers and fruits—and he had truly found it!