Chapter 660:

Bei Feng’s head flew into the air, his headless corpse collapsing and transforming into a golden vine, exuding radiant sap, while golden glyphs instantly dimmed.

Shi Hao swiftly rushed forward, grabbing a unique branch of the vine—it was a black vine, flowing with dark luster, containing innate laws.

“Hmm?” He failed to sever it, which surprised him greatly.

At this moment, everyone’s expressions changed. Shi Hao was attempting to seize the innate treasure glyph from the divine vine, equivalent to the supreme bone or double pupils of the first generation of humanity.

Such things were bestowed by heaven, unique and unprecedented, an extraordinary secret technique, hence the title of “First Generation.”

Beings who had ignited their divine flames glared with burning eyes, stealthily approaching, eager to act, for this vine was priceless, containing innate divine techniques!

“Break for me!”

Shi Hao roared. He exerted all his strength, hands glowing, desperately trying to sever the black divine vine, hoping to obtain its glyphs.

At the very least, he could acquire an innate divine artifact!

Unfortunately, as he exerted force, the golden vine emitted sparkling light, wrapped in glyphs radiating from a beast tooth, breaking free instantly.

“No wonder I couldn’t find a life talisman!” Shi Hao murmured to himself. He had always wanted to seize a life talisman, but had never succeeded—it was hidden within the innate glyph imprint.

Precisely because of this, the bearer’s innate glyphs could never be stolen.

Shi Hao plucked a true feather from the Jiao Peng, attempting to examine its original bone, but failed again for the same reason.

Golden Patterns shimmered, a Sun God Vine appeared in the distance, reassembling its true form, then transforming into the figure of Bei Feng, glaring at Shi Hao with intense hatred.

“I will kill you!”

“Is that so? Are you daring enough to come back in? I’m really looking forward to it,” Shi Hao blinked his big eyes, licking his lips with an expression of yearning and desire.

Bei Feng’s hair flew wildly, golden light surging, filled with shame and rage, his face flushed with embarrassment. A flash of radiant light enveloped him, and he vanished.

“What a pity!” Shi Hao shook his head. The beast tooth life talisman was inseparable from the secret realm, containing the mysterious laws of this small world—he couldn’t stop it.

The atmosphere was eerie, everyone watching Shi Hao, feeling this guy’s strength was no ordinary might.

Bei Feng’s death marked the first “First Generation” ever slain. Though others had clashed before, none so fiercely.

Everyone knew the secret realm would now be full of danger, with the precedent set, like opening Pandora’s box—no one would hold back.

At the exit of the secret realm, atop a sacrificial altar,

Rainbow light poured down, a figure appearing.

Many sects gathered here, hoping their disciples would attain great fortune within the secret realm.

Additionally, countless cultivators unable to enter also watched closely, filling the heavens and earth, eager to learn what occurred inside.

“This person is… Bei Feng, from the Sun God Vine Temple!” Someone recognized him, astonished.

Others erupted in shock—this was no ordinary powerhouse, a true “First Generation,” possessing a unique innate divine technique, yet he had been killed.

It was unimaginable how brutal the secret realm must be, with divine offspring battling, young supreme rulers vying for dominance—the grand opening had begun.

Many hearts burned with excitement, longing to enter and witness this magnificent spectacle, yet outsiders were forbidden, leaving everyone disappointed.

“A First Generation has been killed—it’s unbelievable!”

Outside the secret realm, voices buzzed with discussion, expressions shocked.

Bei Feng’s face turned dark green, for everyone was talking about him, speculating who had slain him. As a defeated warrior, the bitterness was unbearable.

“Young friend, who were you battling?” A senior sect leader spoke, sitting cross-legged in the void, his figure hazy. When he opened his eyes, lightning seemed to tear through the darkness.

Though arrogant, Bei Feng dared not act recklessly before such a figure, truthfully recounting the events.

At this moment, the Zhumeng Patriarch Zimeng, Qin Changsheng of Bulaoshan, and others showed surprise. Several sect leaders were astonished—again him!

The gathered heroes were stunned, unable to believe.

“Again that teenage demon king—he killed a First Generation?”

“This guy first killed a Fire Demon Palace member, fought the young king of Zhumeng, and now he’s slaying First Generations!”

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The Fire Demon Palace members wept—why were they always mentioned? It was truly painful.

The crowd erupted, surprised by this mysterious powerhouse. He should lack a life talisman, otherwise his identity would be recorded.

Clearly, this was a hidden young supreme ruler, confident enough to enter without needing a life talisman, making people even more intrigued.

“I really look forward to seeing what earth-shaking feats he can perform next—could he even defeat the most outstanding geniuses?”

“Ah, he even killed the young master of the Immortal Palace’s servant. There might be a world-shaking battle—how I wish they’d meet immediately.”

Outside the secret realm, everyone’s emotions were stirred, filled with anticipation for the great confrontation within.

Deep inside the secret realm, lakes spread like misty veils.

Shi Hao had slain a First Generation, causing everyone to reassess him. Though many were fearless, none wished to engage in unnecessary battles.

There were many treasures within the secret realm. Though a Silver Dragon Lotus was precious, it wasn’t worth a bloody fight.

Nearby, the Witch and Yue Chan continued their battle, evenly matched, neither able to kill the other, hence their conflict spanning from the lower world to now.

Shi Hao had expected a group assault, but now it seemed these people were too proud to stoop so low.

Perhaps they hadn’t yet encountered truly extraordinary treasures. If Yuantian Supreme’s inheritance appeared, or his supreme divine blood, then things would be different.

“The Celestial Cicada Armor is a supreme treasure—can you all really afford to ignore it?” Shi Hao muttered.

His knee glowed, revealing a transparent armor emitting a humming vibration, like cicada wings, covering his left leg entirely, glowing with intricate glyphs, breathtakingly beautiful.

Such a treasure was countless times more valuable than the Silver Dragon Lotus, incomparable.

“Immortal Fairy Yue Chan, since you gave me a piece of Cicada Armor, why not complete the kindness—give me another, so I can have symmetric beauty,” Shi Hao teased.

Everyone froze—had this guy really obtained Yue Chan’s Cicada Armor?

And it was from her leg—how did he get it? Definitely not a gift from Fairy Yue Chan!

“Oh my, Fairy Yue Chan, how generous of you to give away inner armor fused with your crystalline skin—it’s truly priceless. So bold!” the Witch laughed, her eyes twinkling with mischief, seizing the moment to provoke.

Yue Chan’s forehead bore a glowing mark, her soul attack intensifying, with hazy shadows surging forth, attempting to slay the Witch.

“Oh my, Fairy, are you trying to kill me to silence me?” the Witch smiled, resisting.

“At our level, attempting to disrupt with words is meaningless,” Yue Chan said calmly, her jade-like skin and ethereal aura unaffected.

“It’s going to be really hard to strip another Cicada Armor,” Shi Hao murmured, circling the two girls like he was about to strike.

Everyone stared blankly—had this guy really stripped it off himself?

Everyone exchanged glances!

They looked at Shi Hao, then at Yue Chan’s slender, crystalline white legs, imagining all sorts of scenarios, picturing a breathtaking scene.

“Hahaha…” the Witch laughed heartily, not caring about her image, swaying back and forth, yet still exuding a unique beauty.

Her flowing hair, graceful figure, and peerless beauty shone like a gem, her snowy skin resembling an elf, exuding an extraordinary aura.

“Fairy Yue Chan, what’s wrong with your leg? Though it’s as ivory-white as elephant tusks, it seems to have finger marks,” the Witch giggled.

Clearly, she was speaking nonsense on purpose, trying to provoke Yue Chan.

The crowd exchanged glances, then turned to Shi Hao.

Someone whispered, “Where is that Immortal Palace guy? Isn’t he close with the Sky Mending Sect’s fairy? Why hasn’t he acted? Huh, he’s not here.”

“Boom!”

Just then, blinding light erupted from the horizon, a fierce battle breaking out.

A figure appeared there, wielding a Void Battle Halberd, stirring up heavenly winds, dominating the skies, radiating countless glyphs, as if splitting the heavens, his divine posture awe-inspiring!

On the other side, a golden lamp shone, standing beside another equally mighty youth. The two faced off, ready for a grand confrontation.

The area was hazy, with Celestial Mist drifting, a glyph talisman soaring upward. Both acted simultaneously, fighting to seize it.

“This is the ‘Bone Talisman’ leading to the inheritance site!”

Everyone was shocked, rushing toward it.

To enter the inheritance site, one must possess a “Bone Talisman.” Though multiple existed, seizing it first meant gaining fortune ahead of others.

As the crowd surged toward the area, Shi Hao prepared to strike Yue Chan. As enemies, he naturally wouldn’t let the chance slip.

However, as he prepared to strike, someone else targeted him, rushing from the shadows with divine flame, delivering a fierce palm strike.

The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.

Yue Chan, locked in battle with the Witch, swiftly dodged Shi Hao’s terrifying attack.

Shi Hao was also startled, quickly leaping aside to evade the divine-flame attacker’s blow.

“Chi Lingkong!” Shi Hao finally recognized the assailant.

“Fiendish beast, surrender your life!” Chi Lingkong and another divine-flame expert attacked together.

“Old fool, I don’t have time for you now. I’m going to seize the Bone Talisman. I’ll deal with you later,” Shi Hao said, eyes flickering. He saw the Witch and Yue Chan separating, rushing forward, and he followed.

The two experts pursued from behind.

But Shi Hao was too fast—his Kunpeng technique fused with lightning, concealing the truth. In a few flashes, he vanished.

“Go, we must also go. Obtaining the Bone Talisman is crucial. If we can unlock the forbidden inheritance, it surpasses everything,” Chi Lingkong gritted his teeth.

Entering this area, the mist thickened, erupting into chaos as everyone fought for the Bone Talisman.

“Boom!”

As Shi Hao approached, someone clashed palms with him, radiant light bursting forth, divine power surging. Everyone here was a rival.

“Ah?” He was surprised—it was Qin Hao, his Immortal Battle Armor glowing!

He didn’t wish to fight his younger brother to the death. Though struck, he simply flew past without further action.

“Has Grandfather arrived?” Shi Hao stepped aside, searching nearby. He knew, if that person was indeed his grandfather, he likely entered the secret realm for Qin Hao.

“There he is…” Shi Hao’s heart pounded. He hadn’t expected to truly see that special youth on a nearby peak, gazing at Qin Hao.

The man’s expression was complex—affection, distance, nostalgia, and sorrow mingled. He longed to step forward, yet held back.

Witnessing this scene, Shi Hao’s heart trembled. He quickly approached!