Two Heavenly Deities perished in succession, an event of profound and far-reaching impact that shook the entire Immortal Ancient Era!
Long Que and Ma Yuan were renowned figures, Heavenly Deities of their respective clans. Yet now, they had fallen at the hands of a mere youth, sending shockwaves like a tempest sweeping across the realms.
And the turmoil was far from over—it continued to escalate!
“Krak!”
Crimson lightning, like blood, cascaded from the void, staining the heavens and earth in a ghastly red. The thunderbolts grew ever more terrifying, painting the world in a hue of slaughter.
It was as if the blood of supreme beings had been spilled, a scene both tragic and haunting.
“Pfft!”
Shi Hao coughed up mouthfuls of blood, grievously wounded. His body was sent flying by the strikes, bones shattered within, flesh charred and mangled, emitting a nauseating stench.
“Flee! Get out of here!”
This was the silent plea of the Heavenly Deities, who fared even worse than Shi Hao. Their bones jutted out, flesh nearly sloughed off entirely, as the curse seeped deep into their marrow.
Yet, two primordial Chaos Mosquitoes lurked nearby, refusing to leave, leaving them utterly helpless.
“Break through! I refuse to believe they can block us all!” Di Kun snarled, his voice laced with desperation. At this point, their only hope was a desperate charge—otherwise, death was certain.
Even if they escaped, could they truly survive? The curse within them had been triggered. Perhaps they would wither away shortly after returning to their clans, doomed to perish.
But as long as a sliver of hope remained, they had to try. They couldn’t simply wait for death.
“Roar—!” The ancient ape bellowed, unable to endure any longer. It prepared to stake its life in a final bid to escape.
“Fine, let’s charge together!” The Qiu Long agreed, its body reduced to half, frail beyond measure. Any further delay would spell certain doom.
“Kill!” The Golden Ancient Elephant was the first to move. Its once-snow-white tusks had been shattered, its flesh mangled, its rough golden hide riddled with holes, rotting beyond recognition.
“Boom!”
The moment the Golden Ancient Elephant moved, the thunderstorm erupted with renewed fury!
For Shi Hao was nearby, grievously wounded, his body on the verge of collapse—yet he charged forth with desperate resolve, dragging the thunder and curse with him.
He had no intention of stopping them all. Instead, he targeted the Golden Ancient Elephant, the first to act.
Blood-red lightning surged like a celestial lament, as if the heavens themselves wept tears of blood. The Heavenly Deities rotted faster under its touch, and the Golden Ancient Elephant let out a harrowing scream.
Shi Hao himself groaned in agony. At this point, he could no longer afford to taunt—the pressure was too immense, and death loomed at every moment.
Especially now, as reckless movement only invited greater peril.
“Pfft!”
The Golden Ancient Elephant’s back was struck, its flesh rotting away. A massive hind leg decayed entirely, finally splitting apart under a mountain-sized bolt of lightning, tumbling from its body.
“Go!”
By now, the others had already made their moves, charging in different directions.
“Aaaaah—!”
The ancient ape shrieked as its golden scales shattered. A palm-sized Chaos Mosquito pierced its body, draining its essence, yet it still fled.
But as it did, the rot in its flesh accelerated. By the time it had fled a hundred miles, it resembled little more than a skeletal monkey.
Yet it succeeded—it escaped both the tribulation and the mosquitoes!
The ancient ape fled, casting one last glance back at Shi Hao amidst the lightning, its eyes filled with icy hatred.
“Big ape, you think you can survive?!” Shi Hao taunted from within the tribulation, his voice booming.
And with that, he gave chase, wielding the heavenly thunder and curse, tearing through the sky as he pursued with terrifying speed.
The ancient ape roared in fury. A Heavenly Deity, reduced to such pitiful flight, hunted by a mere junior cultivator—it was a humiliation beyond endurance.
“Crack!”
The sound of bone splitting echoed. The ape shuddered in horror—its skull had rotted under the curse, leaving little more than its soul.
“Damn it!”
With a final cry, it dared not linger, fleeing at breakneck speed.
But even so, could it truly survive? Its body was ruined, its soul all that remained. How could it resist the curse now?
The ape didn’t look back, racing toward its homeland. It needed to return to its clan, to seclude itself and recover.
“Aaaah—!” Behind it, the Qiu Long wailed in agony. Its escape had failed. With only half its body left, it was the weakest of them all. A Chaos Mosquito pierced its skull, killing it on the spot.
“Brat, you’ll pay for this! I swear I’ll kill you!” Di Kun hissed, his voice venomous. His body, too, was ruined—only his soul and skeleton remained as he fled.
But he succeeded in escaping.
“Aaaah—!” The Golden Ancient Elephant bellowed, mustering every ounce of strength to break free from the thunderstorm and the sea of curses. Yet in the end, it was doomed—its body shattered apart.
“Pfft!”
Its injuries were too severe. Even its bones cracked, collapsing entirely.
Its soul darkened from gold to ashen gray—the final stage of the curse. Filled with rage and unwillingness, it finally exploded in the void.
The Golden Ancient Elephant was dead!
Thus, the four Heavenly Deities—Long Que, Ma Yuan, the Qiu Long, and the Golden Ancient Elephant—had all perished.
“Roar—!” In the distance, a silver Pi Xiu howled, paying a terrible price for its escape. Its scales had fallen away, its blood drained, and half its body severed by a Chaos Mosquito before it finally fled.
Of the seven Heavenly Deities, only Di Kun, the ancient ape, and the Pi Xiu survived, retreating from the battlefield.
Soon after, the Chaos Mosquitoes departed as well.
“Kill!”
No one could have predicted it—Shi Hao had begun hunting Heavenly Deities.
He activated a Boundary-Breaking Talisman, traversing the void according to the knowledge he possessed, piercing through dimensional barriers as he pursued.
This was sheer madness. The void itself crumbled under the thunderstorm, torn apart beyond recognition. Never before had anyone heard of someone crossing dimensions while enduring a tribulation—most struggled just to survive it.
Shi Hao, too, faced grave danger. His bones fractured in multiple places, many of them broken. Yet he gritted his teeth and pressed on. He refused to leave loose ends—he wanted to eliminate all threats now.
The Pi Xiu had been the last to flee, so he pursued it.
This was an ancient land, littered with jagged rocks—the dwelling place of the Pi Xiu clan. Yet their numbers were few, their race scarce.
Strictly speaking, they were not native to this place. Rather, they were descendants of Pi Xiu geniuses who had entered the Immortal Ancient Era and remained behind.
To Shi Hao’s surprise, when he arrived, there was no battle. The ancient Pi Xiu was already disintegrating, its skeleton collapsing, its soul withering away.
“Brat, my clansmen are innocent!” the Pi Xiu roared.
Within the thunderstorm, Shi Hao was on the verge of being torn apart, his bones fractured and tendons severed. Yet he endured. These were not Dao injuries—he forced his blood energy to surge, striving to recover.
Shi Hao said nothing, merely staring at the Pi Xiu.
“Pfft!”
Its soul shattered, corroded by the curse. In the end, it could not resist—it vanished into nothingness.
Shi Hao turned away. He did not charge into the stone forest, nor did he vent his wrath upon the entire clan. Instead, he set off once more.
“Boom!”
The void exploded as he endured the tribulation in darkness, bathed in thunder within the dimensional passage. Such a sight had never been seen before—never had anyone traveled so far while undergoing a tribulation.
“Aaaah—!”
Shi Hao groaned as his body cracked apart. Yet the two strands of immortal energy within him surged, mending his wounds.
These were not Dao injuries—they wouldn’t cripple his foundation. He could suppress them.
“Monstrous! Huang is hunting Heavenly Deities, driving the Pi Xiu to its death! This… is there no justice in the world? For a junior cultivator to achieve this—it defies the heavens!”
Some had followed, and not just a few. Witnessing the Pi Xiu’s demise, they were left dumbstruck, with only a handful able to cry out in shock.
The Ape Mountains were vast and majestic, range upon range. Here dwelled the native inhabitants—the ape clan.
Yet when the ancient ape returned, it did not enter its clan’s territory. Instead, it sat outside, for the curse upon it was too severe, constantly leaking out—it would destroy its kin.
Though cruel and ruthless to its enemies, it cared deeply for its own people.
“Boom!”
The void shattered as Shi Hao arrived, bringing the thunderstorm and curse with him. Radiant light filled the air, the aura of destruction spreading, crimson lightning coiling around him like a peerless demon god.
“Brutal ape! You wanted to kill me? Come on!” Shi Hao roared.
The ancient ape’s eyes snapped open. Only its facial features remained on its skeletal frame. With a furious roar, it transformed into a streak of golden light, charging forward with a spear in hand, thrusting at Shi Hao.
“Boom!”
Under the thunder, the curse boiled.
The ape staggered—its own laws had twisted, a sign of its extreme weakness.
“Kill him!”
The ape hurled its spear, piercing the void, infused with its laws as it flew into the thunderstorm.
“Clang! Clang!” Sparks flew as the spear struck, yet it remained intact!
Shi Hao sighed, dodging swiftly while activating a Guardian Talisman. With a hum, he was enveloped, and even the tribulation was momentarily pushed back.
The spear was blocked—its laws failed to strike him.
Yet at that very moment, the tribulation grew even more violent, utterly merciless.
Shi Hao’s face paled as he retracted the talisman, fleeing for his life. In that instant, everything in the area was annihilated, reduced to nothingness.
A massive black hole was torn open—the sheer power of it was unimaginable!
“This…” Even the ancient ape was stunned, sent flying as it coughed up blood. The tribulation had grown terrifyingly stronger due to the interference of Heavenly Deity laws, amplifying the thunderstorm.
“How could this…?” the ape wailed. The enhanced tribulation now targeted it as well, and the curse grew even more vicious.
“Pfft!”
There was no escape. The ape’s bones rotted away entirely, its soul corroded until it dissipated into nothingness.
In the distance, Shi Hao’s face was ashen. That had been far too dangerous—those thunderbolts could have slain a Heavenly Deity outright. It seemed that in this era without tribulations, people knew far too little about them.
Interference from others could draw tribulations of corresponding power—inviting disaster upon oneself and making the ordeal even more terrifying!
Shi Hao was grateful to have survived that calamity.
Without pause, he traversed the void once more, thunder trailing behind him as he hunted Di Kun.
This was an ancient land, filled with towering bronze structures—each one grand and majestic, all forged from bronze!
Di Kun’s eyes snapped open. He had been seated in meditation within the central bronze hall, resisting the curse.
“Whoosh!”
He soared into the air, glaring at Shi Hao. “You dare chase me… while enduring a tribulation?!”
“Send your clansmen away!” Shi Hao’s voice was hoarse, his body wracked with pain. His bones were broken, his tendons severed—traversing dimensions while enduring the tribulation had taken a heavy toll.
“My curse is incurable. And this is the final opening of the Immortal Ancient Era—what meaning is there for them to live on?” Di Kun muttered to himself.
“You…” Shi Hao was stunned. This Heavenly Deity was truly deranged—he would have his own kin perish with him?
“I was once the strongest inheritor of the Immortal Palace, yet the Ancestor ordered me to take root in the Immortal Ancient Era, to scheme slowly. But I became trapped here, never obtaining the great fortune I sought.” Di Kun laughed bitterly, his expression icy, filled with hatred and fury.
Shi Hao’s heart trembled. So it wasn’t by his own will that he had stayed—he had been commanded. The Immortal Palace’s ambitions were vast… yet their plans had borne little fruit.
Corroded by the curse, Di Kun could barely leave his dwelling a few times a year, confined to a corner, unable to achieve greatness.
“The Immortal Palace… truly has grand ambitions,” Shi Hao said coldly.
“Come!” Di Kun hissed, his smile cruel as he charged forward. He knew he would not survive—his attempts to dispel the curse had failed entirely.
He sought to drag Shi Hao down with him!
He abandoned all defense, letting the curse spread unchecked as he unleashed his Heavenly Deity laws.
“How could this…?” His face twisted in horror, filled with regret. For the thunderstorm now targeted him as well, its power magnified tenfold, the curse growing dozens of times stronger.
“Pfft!”
In an instant, his bones rotted away, his soul turning to ash—utterly annihilated.
“Aaaah—!” Shi Hao fled at once, howling in agony. The backlash had been too severe—his body was in tatters, on the verge of complete destruction.
“Boom!”
And at that very moment, he was on the brink of a breakthrough—about to ascend to the True God realm. A mighty aura surged, his blood energy vigorous as it rapidly nourished his body.
“Hum!”
His entire body shone, his latent potential erupting in an instant. His flesh gleamed, radiant beyond measure.
With a series of cracks, his broken bones mended, his body restored to peak condition in moments.
The breakthrough was imminent—his potential fully unleashed!
“Is it coming? Can I cultivate the third strand of immortal energy?” Shi Hao tensed, for his time in the Divine Flame Realm was down to this final moment.
Yet the tribulation grew even fiercer. Faintly visible within it were flashes of lightning taking the forms of ancient trees and living beings—more terrifying than ever.
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