Chapter 370: The Day of Final Battle

**The Demon Spirit Lake**

Nestled deep within the untamed wilderness, the Demon Spirit Lake was a forbidden zone shrouded in mystery and terror. For countless years, few beings of other races dared approach, for to do so was to court certain doom.

A flash of holy radiance pierced the void as a magical artifact traversed time and space, delivering a young man onto the mountain terrain. He strode forward with purpose. The surroundings were eerily silent, devoid of any monstrous beasts. Ahead stood two towering peaks, like colossal gates, between which stretched a vast, shimmering silver web—**the Spiderweb Sacred Gate**!

This was the entrance to the Demon Spirit Lake—a divine spiderweb said to span the heavens, capable of ensnaring even the boundless sky and sea. Nothing could escape its grasp.

Shi Yi was no stranger to this place. The moment he approached, demonic spiders emerged, welcoming him without a word and guiding him inside. Beyond the gate lay a massive lake, its waters silver-white and brimming with spiritual essence. Glittering spiders skittered across its surface, absorbing divine energy.

This was the Demon Spirit Lake—an entire lake formed from condensed spiritual power, a place where cultivation speed soared. Along the shore lay ruins of ancient palaces, remnants of a bygone era. Though dilapidated, they pulsed with life, each broken wall draped in webs where terrifying spiders lurked, their auras thick with bloodlust.

Legend spoke of gods dwelling here in ages past, until their temples crumbled into ruins and the divine departed. Yet, the deepest reaches still held a dozen celestial palaces, towering and majestic, bathed in a hazy glow. Among them, one palace hovered eternally in the sky, untouched by time since the era of the ancient gods.

This was the **Central Heavenly Palace** of the Demon Spirit Lake—its most sacred ground, forbidden to outsiders on pain of death. Even pure-blooded demon spiders dared not approach without permission.

A golden spider descended from the palace, laying down a radiant path for Shi Yi to ascend. The surroundings were solemn and divine, with floating meteorites glowing like stars in the darkened sky, their surfaces etched with mystical runes. Above the palace hung a nearly invisible web, finer than silk, woven like chains of divine order.

*”Yi’er, after this battle, we shall celebrate your victory—you shall be unrivaled among your peers!”* the golden spider proclaimed with hearty laughter.

*”Thank you, Uncle-Master!”* Shi Yi bowed deeply.

Had others witnessed this, they would have been stunned—this ancient golden spider, a being of immense prestige, now stood as Shi Yi’s mentor.

*”I await the day you become the ruler of the Barren Domain, commanding the world with indomitable might,”* the golden spider declared before turning toward the lake’s depths. *”Send out invitations to the ancient divine mountains. In two days, we shall host a grand feast to honor Yi’er’s triumph!”*

*”Uncle-Master, it may be too soon. Should we not wait until the battle concludes?”* Shi Yi cautioned.

*”Some regions are remote. Let them set out early.”* The golden spider’s gaze sharpened. *”Yi’er, can there truly be any doubt in this battle? You will crush him.”*

*”Nothing is certain until it happens. I hold an invincible belief, but caution is never wasted,”* Shi Yi replied calmly.

Soon, word spread across the land—invitations had indeed been dispatched, summoning ancient powerhouses to witness Shi Yi’s ascension. Many were left speechless by such confidence.

*”What can Shi Hao possibly bring to this fight? His greatest strength—his physique—is only equal to the Dual-Pupiled One’s. What else does he have?”* voices clamored, fueling Shi Yi’s momentum.

Comparisons were drawn—Shi Yi, tempered by Golden Body Elixir, was now flawless, his former weakness (his body) now rivaling Shi Hao’s. With his Dual Pupils capable of reshaping heaven and earth, and his reforged Supreme Bone, the gap between them was deemed insurmountable.

Debates raged, but one fact remained undeniable—Shi Yi held every advantage.

Finally, the day arrived.

The real world fell silent as all eyes turned to the **Virtual God Realm**, where the battle would unfold. The realm had never been so crowded, its pathways overflowing with beings of countless races.

*”The Dual-Pupiled One has arrived!”*

Shi Yi strode forth, his tall, powerful frame exuding an aura of dominance. His black hair flowed like a storm, and his twin pupils swirled with mist, as if chaos itself dwelled within. Beside him walked the golden spider and a retinue of terrifying humanoid figures—the elites of the Demon Spirit Lake.

Among the spectators stood the **Flower-Tending Granny** of the **Heaven Mending Sect**, hinting at deeper alliances.

The stage was set—only Shi Hao remained absent.

Murmurs spread. *”Has he fled in fear?”*

The **Domain Envoy** materialized, his voice icy. *”The other combatant has yet to arrive. Does he forfeit?”*

Just as frustration mounted—

**BOOM!**

A radiant passage exploded behind the Domain Envoy, and a bright-eyed youth stepped forth, silencing the crowd.

Shi Hao had arrived.

The battle for supremacy was about to begin.