Shi Hao and his companions moved forward, approaching those secret realms.
Suddenly, the path beneath their feet began to glow, shimmering with a radiant silver light. A luminous trail appeared beneath them, carrying them forward without the need to take a single step. Uncontrollably, they were swept into a new region.
This was not a choice they could make for themselves. The ancient, mysterious paths extended on their own, guiding the visitors forward.
“How did we just get dragged in like that? What a shame—I clearly saw a few ancient divine fruit trees just now!” Shi Hao grumbled in frustration.
The area they had arrived in was not the wondrous land they had glimpsed earlier. For now, they saw no divine treasures, though the spiritual energy here was astonishingly dense.
In the void, wisps of essence occasionally condensed into liquid and dripped to the ground, pooling in small depressions filled with spiritual fluid.
“It’s fine. These regions are adjacent to each other. We’ll search them one by one—sooner or later, we’ll find something,” Luo Dao reassured.
Within this sacred land, dozens of spiritual herbs could be seen at a glance. In the lower realm, a single spiritual mountain might only nurture one such herb, yet here they grew in clusters.
The abundance of spiritual energy sustained their growth.
Though these herbs were precious, Shi Hao did not harvest them. His path was fraught with peril—nine deaths for every one life. Only the most sacred medicines could save him.
The ancient trees here grew exceptionally tall, their leaves a crisp, jade-like green, as if carved from emerald. They shimmered with a mirror-like luster, brimming with vitality.
Yet, they were not divine trees—just ordinary ancient ones, though their vitality far surpassed that of the oldest trees in the outside world. Some towered hundreds, even thousands, of zhang high.
“Strange. These trees grow for thousands of years, then wither and are replaced by saplings. Why can’t they become sentient?”
“There must be some unknown law preventing them from taking form and becoming spirits.”
As they pressed forward, basking in the boundless vitality and dense spiritual energy, each of them felt light and invigorated, their bodies brimming with vigor.
“Halt!”
Suddenly, a group of over a dozen humanoid creatures appeared ahead. Some had horns, others three heads and six arms—each with a distinct form, clearly extraordinary.
Upon closer inspection, these cultivators had all attained godhood, their combined strength forming a formidable force.
“What do you want?” Lan Yichen asked.
A winged humanoid with silver feathers stepped forward, speaking nonchalantly, “Hand over all the rare treasures you carry.”
The group exchanged glances. Were they being robbed by fellow treasure hunters?
“Surrender your sacred medicines!” Louis stepped forward.
“Oh? Someone dares to rob us instead?” The opposing group burst into laughter, swiftly surrounding Shi Hao and his companions.
*Boom!*
*Thud!*
The sounds of battle erupted, but soon, silence returned. A pile of bodies lay on the ground, all coughing blood, their bones shattered by Lan Yichen.
“A Primordial?” one of the creatures gasped, eyes wide with terror.
Moreover, they realized this metallic warrior wasn’t even the strongest—the seemingly harmless youth commanded the most respect.
Soon, they discovered, to their despair, that the sacred medicines they had painstakingly gathered were all taken, their bodies thoroughly searched.
“Robbery!” some wailed in anguish.
Shi Hao couldn’t help but laugh. “Did you ever consider this outcome when you robbed others?”
Luo Dao delivered a few more kicks, sending them flying, their bones broken. Then, the group strode away.
“Damn it, we’ve been robbed!”
As they vanished, the cries of despair echoed behind them.
Shi Hao and his companions pressed on, encountering corpses along the way—all victims of brutal battles, some dismembered, their blood still fresh.
Their belongings had been looted, leaving nothing behind.
Frowning, the group sensed a heavy, oppressive atmosphere. This was no peaceful land—those who entered had gone mad, slaughtering each other for treasures.
Before long, they encountered more groups, the largest numbering sixty to seventy, moving like a pack of wolves—ruthless and bloodthirsty.
Each reeked of blood, having slain many.
Without a word, they attacked, aiming to kill Shi Hao and his companions. Yet, their senses failed to grasp just how deadly these opponents were.
Shi Hao showed no mercy. With Luo Dao and Lan Yichen, they slaughtered the entire group, leaving no survivors.
Along the way, they saw at least a thousand corpses—all fallen in battle, their treasures and medicines stolen, their deaths gruesome.
This region was vast, nearly the size of a minor realm.
For days, they traversed six or seven similar areas, cutting down countless would-be assailants.
Though these lands lacked divine medicines, their spoils were staggering.
Opening their spatial pouches and cauldrons revealed a dazzling array of sacred medicines—all looted from the fallen.
“Incredible! Just six days, and we’ve gathered more than half a year’s worth of sacred medicines!” Lan Yichen marveled.
Louis was dumbstruck.
Now, even if driven away, he wouldn’t leave. He vowed to serve Shi Hao, gathering intelligence on major factions and selling unwanted treasures.
Of course, they had also encountered formidable foes—even Luo Dao and Lan Yichen were injured by powerful Primitordials. Yet, Shi Hao crushed them all, their blood staining the ancient earth.
While their gains were immense, the outside world was also in turmoil.
In an ancient cave, immortal light blazed, runes intertwined, and the voice of a supreme scripture echoed, as if an eternal immortal preached.
“The lair of one of the Ten Calamities has emerged. I cannot miss this—I must see it.”
A youth rose, clad in gleaming immortal battle armor, tall and handsome, exuding regal majesty, his gaze like divine lightning.
With a roar, immortal light surged from his chest, enveloping him in a radiant streak that vanished beyond the horizon.
At the edge of the Forbidden Lands, outside the ancient battlefield—
The great sect masters were stunned, many disbelieving as they turned to the Everlasting Heavenly Venerate Qin Changsheng.
“That… is an immortal bone?!”
Some sect masters trembled, unable to believe it.
Rumors had long circulated in the upper realm that the Qin Clan had birthed a Dual-Bone Supreme, stirring great waves. Yet, who could have imagined one of those bones was an immortal bone?
Undoubtedly, this bone rivaled the Six Crown King’s hand bone!
“There were whispers that the youth possessed an immortal bone, but none took it seriously. Now…”
Recalling past rumors, many fell silent.
Truth hidden in falsehood, falsehood veiling truth. Clearly, the Everlasting Mountain had woven a web of deception.
In a minor realm within the Immortal Ancient—
A black mountain shrouded in chaotic energy stood—a forbidden land no ordinary cultivator could tread. Yet, someone meditated here.
A roar echoed as a man stood, his eyes opening—twin pupils shaking the heavens!
Beams of light shot from his gaze, splitting the void as if recreating the world. His irises were composed of dazzling symbols, awe-inspiring!
He roared again, shaking mountains and valleys, chaotic energy swirling around him as he stood atop the peak like a resurrected war god.
Calming, he surveyed the land. “After years of dormancy, the Twin Pupils shall return. I shall reign supreme under heaven!”
Outside, those watching through the immortal petals gasped. Was the Twin-Pupiled One emerging?
Sect masters exchanged glances, their expressions shifting.
Venerable gods murmured in awe.
“The Twin-Pupiled One—an undefeated legend. Throughout history, such beings were nearly invincible, only falling to overwhelming odds or early suppression by supreme experts.”
“After vanishing since ancient times, the Twin Pupils return—destined to upheave the world. His power is beyond doubt!”
Releasing such a being into the Immortal Ancient was like unleashing a dragon into the sea.
“Yet even one so peerless once suffered defeat—nearly slain by Huang in the lower realm!”
This remark sparked fervent discussion.
“Should they meet again, who would prevail? The Twin-Pupiled One has awakened all his divine gifts!”
All awaited a rematch between these two prodigies.
“Ah! The Six Crown King Ning Chuan has also emerged! The storm gathers—should they clash, the consequences are unimaginable!”
Someone exclaimed—Ning Chuan had left seclusion!
In an unknown Immortal Ancient grotto—
Ning Chuan opened his eyes, radiant with immortal light, transcendent as a reincarnated immortal king.
Yet, his deep gaze held an unshakable authority.
Rising, he mused, “It’s time to venture out. That calamitous lair—I sought it six times in vain. Perhaps this time…”
“But my true self must not act rashly.” He sighed.
“So, the Six Crown King moves for the lair too! Even he cannot ignore the legacy of the Ten Calamities!”
Outside, many eagerly anticipated Ning Chuan’s peerless brilliance.
“He has left his grotto!”
“Is it his true form?”
From the grotto emerged a figure in pristine white, untouched by worldly dust.
The Six Crown King took but a few steps before vanishing beyond the horizon, his speed terrifying.
“That sinner’s descendant should be dealt with. After all these years, only one worth my attention has emerged.”
As his figure faded, these shocking words lingered.
At the Forbidden Lands’ edge—
The crowd stirred. The Six Crown King sought not just the lair—he would hunt the sinner’s descendant, Huang!
A storm was coming.
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