After many years and countless events, the two young supreme beings finally reunited, though everything had changed. They stood facing each other, separated by a vast distance.
Shi Yi, radiant and majestic, appeared to be around sixteen or seventeen years old—tall and robust, no shorter than a grown man. His physique was lean yet powerful, exuding an aura of a dragon among men. His demeanor was immeasurably steady, his eyes like swirling galaxies, his dual pupils shimmering with the rise and fall of suns and moons, even suffused with traces of primordial chaos!
Shi Hao, by contrast, seemed slightly more youthful. His jet-black hair cascaded naturally over his chest and back, his bright eyes brimming with vitality, and a gentle smile played at the corners of his lips. Yet now, that smile had faded, replaced by solemnity—for he was finally confronting the formidable adversary he had spent years striving to surpass.
Indeed, Shi Hao was strong, his talents extraordinary. But he had begun his cultivation years later, and since childhood, he had trained relentlessly, desperate to catch up. He knew all too well the heaven-defying power of the dual pupils and had never underestimated or taken them lightly.
The moment they locked eyes, dazzling brilliance erupted from their gazes, so intense that many onlookers staggered back, even the creatures of the Demon Spirit Lake cried out in shock, shutting their eyes and retreating hastily. Everyone was stunned—the oppressive aura radiating between the two was enough to make even the beings of the ancient divine mountains shudder.
*Clang!*
Their gazes clashed like clashing swords, erupting into a rain of radiant light, as if countless sword energies were colliding, the metallic resonance deafening. Shi Yi’s eyes, in particular, were terrifyingly profound. Those who observed from afar felt as though they were peering into an abyss of antiquity, their souls on the verge of being swallowed.
Though his eyes emitted beams of light, they seemed more like twin demonic wells, demanding the sacrifice of one’s very soul. With each blink of his dual pupils, runes flickered and divine chains of order slithered, altering the very fabric of the world—changing the rules of heaven and earth!
Faintly, within those pupils, stars perished and galaxies were reborn, a cycle of despair and vitality that compelled onlookers to throw themselves into the flames, offering everything. These eyes were so horrifying that even kings and marquises would tremble before them.
*Pfft!*
Behind them, many experts coughed up blood, grievously wounded just by the pressure of those pupils. The sheer terror of it—if those outside the battlefield suffered so, what must the other youth at the center be enduring?
*Crack!*
A few at the forefront summoned their treasures for protection, only for their artifacts to shatter instantly. The sight sent chills down everyone’s spines. Those who retreated, blood trickling from their lips, would never forget this moment—the indelible impression left by the power of the dual pupils.
At the center, Shi Hao’s eyes were as deep as the starry sky. He *was* affected—his opponent’s gaze devoured souls, reshaping the cosmos, balancing destruction and rebirth. Unconsciously, Shi Hao’s own eyes transformed, shifting from profound darkness to blazing radiance, his pupils morphing into golden Dao bells, resplendent and dazzling.
Simultaneously, his divine sense also took the form of a massive golden bell, its toll resonating far and wide. His entire body seemed to merge with the Dao, becoming its vessel.
*Dong—*
The bell’s chime descended as if from the highest heavens, shaking the soul, its sound pure and distant, as though sweeping in from the divine realm to cleanse the spirit. Many on the verge of succumbing to despair jolted awake, retreating in terror.
*Dong!*
Another toll, like the grandest of sacred bells, warning the world. Ripples of Dao spread outward. Within Shi Hao’s eyes, golden Dao bells swayed, replacing his pupils, becoming unfathomable and awe-inspiring.
At the same time, his body resonated, his bones humming with the sound of the Dao—like the roar of dragons and tigers, reinforcing the bell’s power, shaking all who heard it.
Even kings and the beings of the ancient divine mountains were humbled. Despite his youth, Shi Hao had reached such heights!
His body was the Dao bell, his mind flawless. Facing the pressure of the dual pupils, standing against a rival who could match ancient deities, he remained unshaken.
Like a dormant true dragon, Shi Hao stood firm, unyielding in this first clash—against the most terrifying power of the dual pupils!
“Little brother, you’re still not enough,” Shi Yi shook his head, a cold smile playing on his lips. “I was merely looking at you normally. The true might of the dual pupils has yet to manifest.”
Silence.
Every pore on every spectator’s body seemed to draw in cold air. If this were true, just how terrifying *were* the dual pupils? Was there even a point to fighting? The sheer hopelessness of it made many feel powerless, ready to submit.
Shi Hao remained expressionless, watching him calmly. After a long pause, a faint smile appeared. A flash of light, and an object materialized in his palm.
An eyeball.
At first dull, but with a mere thought from him, it erupted with divine might, shaking the entire battlefield!
“Dual pupils? Impressive, huh? I have one too—though I usually just use it to smash people.” Shi Hao smirked, his tone casual.
The crowd was stunned.
*What?!*
How did *he* have a dual pupil? And he just… *took it out*? Was this the confidence of the invincible?
Even as they trembled, some couldn’t help but find it absurd—using a divine eye as a blunt weapon, like a rock or a brick?
Shi Yi remained unfazed, his expression unreadable. “A divine eye from a deceased expert is still a dead thing. It can’t unleash even a tenth of its true power.”
Murmurs spread. Only a tenth? Yet under Shi Hao’s control, its aura was already horrifying enough to make men kneel.
“Is that so? Then let me witness the true might of the dual pupils,” Shi Hao challenged, unafraid.
“Little brother, if you wish to see, I’ll oblige. But first, you must pass my test. Otherwise, you won’t even get the chance.” Shi Yi’s tone was dismissive, exuding absolute confidence.
“Whatever you have, bring it. I’ll take it all,” Shi Hao replied calmly. Though younger, his presence was no less imposing—like a ruler surveying the world.
“Good!”
Shi Yi moved like a flood dragon, crossing the distance in an instant, his fist crashing toward Shi Hao with unstoppable force—a strike embodying absolute dominance!
*Boom!*
Shi Hao leaped to meet him, not dodging but countering with his own punch—a direct, unadorned collision.
For an instant, it was as though a sun had exploded between them, countless rays of light flooding outward.
The force of this clash was monstrous. In that single moment, gales howled, light surged like a river of stars, and runes intertwined like lightning, engulfing the battlefield.
*Rumble!*
Even the Demon Spirit Lake’s protective formations shattered. Grand structures crumbled.
Spectators had retreated far, yet the shockwaves still lashed at them, runes streaking through the air like rainbows.
“Fall back!”
Terror gripped them. Was this still the power of the Transformation Realm? It defied heaven itself!
The brilliance was blinding—like a solar storm annihilating a forbidden zone near the lake, fissures spreading like abyssal chasms. Several stone mountains by the shore simply *vanished*, reduced to dust by the sheer force of their blows.
When the radiance faded, the two stood apart, each having retreated a hundred paces.
This strike had ended in a draw.
Shi Hao was shaken. He had pushed his limits, forging the strongest physique—one of his greatest trump cards. Yet his elder brother’s body was equally monstrous!
This would be a grueling battle. In raw physical combat alone, his opponent was nearly his equal.
Shi Yi’s expression remained cold, but inwardly, he was deeply moved. That frail, dying child from years ago had not only survived but grown to this extent—it was staggering.
*Whoosh!*
In an instant, they blurred, exchanging dozens of blows midair before separating again, leaving afterimages in their wake.
When they halted, both were expressionless, fully aware of the other’s strength.
Shi Hao’s body gleamed like crystal, his aura steady and unfathomable.
Shi Yi’s frame glowed faintly gold, a terrifying presence radiating from him, making him seem even more formidable.
“He obtained the Golden Body Elixir. Truly, he has great fortune,” murmured a white-robed woman in the distance, her eyes gleaming with astonishment. It was the Lunar Grace Goddess—she had come as well.
“It seems his time in the Ancient Sage’s Courtyard bore great fruit. He must have acquired something extraordinary from the Heaven Mending Sect,” the Enchantress mused beside her.
The Golden Body Elixir was beyond precious—even in the Heaven Mending Sect, it was considered priceless. Only a handful in each generation were granted its baptism, spread across different domains.
In other words, those who received it were the sect’s most favored disciples, future candidates for leadership.
The Enchantress smirked. “Sister, you’ve got competition. Even if you don’t recruit him, your sect’s elders will drag him back.”
The Lunar Grace Goddess remained serene. “He is one blessed by destiny. If he returns to our sect, he may forge another legend.”
“Perhaps. But if he does return, what if he challenges you? One of you would have to fall—unless you’re willing to step aside and become his attendant, ha!” The Enchantress laughed mockingly.
Unfazed, the goddess replied coolly, “Regardless, our sect gains another prodigy. Your Heaven Severing Sect can only watch as we grow stronger.”
*Boom!*
On the battlefield, the two clashed again, exchanging dozens of blows before separating—still evenly matched.
The Enchantress chuckled, eyeing Shi Hao. “It seems his physique was honed through sheer training. I thought he might have bathed in the Vajra Elixir. How intriguing!”
The Heaven Mending Sect’s Golden Body Elixir and the Western Paradise Sect’s Vajra Elixir were legendary treasures, capable of forging indestructible bodies.
“Indeed, he achieved this through his own efforts,” the Lunar Grace Goddess sighed, her beautiful eyes fixed on Shi Hao, her heart profoundly stirred.
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