That fragment of the “Broken Plate” was astonishing. Combined with six divine techniques, it actually manifested the Six Paths of Reincarnation, with stars continuously forming and collapsing within the cycle! The sight was soul-stirring, leaving everyone frozen like wooden statues.
Chaos energy surged, engulfing both the mysterious man and Shi Hao. No one believed the severely injured Shi Hao could escape—he was likely to be captured. People acknowledged Shi Hao’s immense strength, capable of facing any opponent here, even if the Lunar Grace Goddess herself intervened. Yet, this mysterious man wielded a Chaos artifact, something beyond mortal resistance. Even the Domain Enforcer had been slain, reduced to primal laws—who could stand against him now?
In this situation, anyone facing the man wreathed in divine flames was doomed. Fighting to the death meant certain annihilation—no doubt about it!
**”Boom!”**
The chaos raged like a catastrophic flood, boundless and overwhelming. Even Reverends shuddered, retreating in fear, no longer daring to compete for the divine imprints. Only the Lunar Grace Goddess and the Enchantress remained, still fighting. The others backed away, faces pale—the broken plate was terrifying, manifesting chaos and reincarnation, truly a heaven-defying sacred artifact.
No one could see through the chaos-shrouded battlefield—unless they possessed the Dual-Pupils. At the center, the mysterious man was stunned. He never imagined anyone could resist his artifact, which blotted out the sun and shattered mountains. Yet today, against all odds, the dying youth before him—eyes clear and resolute—somehow blocked the divine plate.
To be precise, it was the small pagoda nestled in his hair, shimmering with crystalline radiance and exuding chaos energy, countering the broken plate.
*What is that thing?*
The man’s crimson pupils blazed like war flames soaring to the heavens, his battle intent erupting. For the first time, invincibility faltered—what was that pagoda? How could it rival his artifact?
**”Rumble!”**
Chaos clashed like tidal waves between them, the two treasures glowing fiercely, forming a vortex dotted with starlight.
“Not simple. Beyond my expectations,” the man murmured, his interest piqued. His crimson gaze locked onto Shi Hao like a hunter spotting prized prey—more thrilling than even the Lunar Grace Goddess.
“Your plate isn’t bad,” Shi Hao remarked softly, studying the fragment. The pagoda had awakened on its own—unprecedented. It had met its match.
“Hmm. It seems you too possess great fortune, to obtain such a treasure,” the man mused, not rushing to attack.
“Anything else to say?” Shi Hao asked.
“I wonder… if I take your bone pagoda, will I shake the ancient and modern eras, becoming unrivaled beneath the heavens?” the man mused.
The cosmos was vast, the Great Dao boundless. No one dared claim invincibility—every domain had its chosen ones. But when realms collided, who could say who stood supreme?
“I like your plate too. Hand it over,” Shi Hao retorted.
“Then let’s see who prevails.”
Divine flames roared, the man’s palm bleeding as the plate gleamed, its symbols flaring brighter than before—more than when it had slain the Domain Enforcer. The ancient, mottled artifact pulsed with dense, unfathomable runes, its aura swelling as if to plunge all life back into reincarnation.
*What era did this thing come from?* Shi Hao was awed. Without the pagoda, he’d be doomed. Even ancient powerhouses would covet such a relic, fleeing rather than facing it.
A soft glow enveloped him as the pagoda swayed in his hair, its symbols twinkling like stars. The next collision was silent, yet many outside collapsed, sensing only the surging chaos.
“Damn it! The flame-wreathed youth has taken ‘Little Stone.’ With that artifact, he’s invincible here!” someone lamented.
“What a pity. Shi Hao, who defeated the Dual-Pupiled genius, might fall here. Not due to lack of talent, but lacking a heaven-defying treasure.”
To outsiders, the barren lands of the Wilderness were backward, incapable of producing artifacts like the divine plate. Yet within the chaos, the two youths fought relentlessly.
The man’s plate erupted with blinding radiance, unleashing chaos sword beams—enough to obliterate any treasure, even those of Reverends. Yet Shi Hao endured, the pagoda’s strands of light deflecting every strike.
“How?!” The man’s pupils contracted. His supreme treasure had met its equal.
Six-colored divine light swirled, encasing Shi Hao in six miniature worlds, grinding with reincarnation force. Even a Reverend would be crushed instantly. Yet the pagoda neutralized it, dissolving the worlds like mist.
“Impressive,” the man muttered, his gaze sharp as blades.
Shi Hao relaxed. The pagoda could defend—now, it was time to counter.
“Hey, don’t just defend. Attack! Swallow that plate—or give it to me,” Shi Hao urged.
Rarely, the pagoda responded, its tone grave: “This thing is formidable. If I consume one fragment, the other five will awaken, hunting me eternally.”
Shocked, Shi Hao pressed, “What *is* it?”
“Best you don’t know.”
The plate flared again, its runes spreading like spiderwebs, nearing full revival. The pagoda trembled, casting a sealing sigil to suppress it.
**”Boom!”**
Cataclysmic waves erupted, as if recreating the world. The pagoda stabilized the void, silencing the plate’s fury.
The man was stunned. His plate had calmed, no longer absorbing offerings, merely radiating a protective glow.
“That pagoda… is not to be trifled with,” the plate warned, unsettling him.
“Impressive,” the man conceded, then shouted, “I’ll fight you without the plate!”
The declaration pierced the chaos, shocking onlookers. Shi Hao hadn’t been captured? The man would battle him bare-handed? Such arrogance—to subdue Shi Hao without his artifact!
“Then fight!” Shi Hao agreed, pale but unyielding. The man, too, was wounded from his battle with the Domain Enforcer.
**”Reincarnation Slash!”**
The man fused supreme techniques—likely from ancient beasts—into a devastating strike.
**”Primordial Fist!”**
Shi Hao countered with pure bone-text, refined to its peak, turning the mundane into the divine.
The clash shattered the chaos, revealing the combatants. Blood spilled as they disengaged, each seizing more divine imprints before fleeing.
The Reverends, belatedly realizing the danger, scattered.
**”Boom!”**
An unfathomable presence awakened above, as if deities had returned!
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