Time was extremely tight, with no extra time to waste. Falling behind even a step could mean being overtaken by others. Everyone was driven by this urgency and pressed forward in the battle.
In an instant, the sounds of killing filled the air. Strong warriors fell in groups, and the explosion of blood and bones could not obscure the allure of the Kunpeng divine technique. People fought with abandon, activating their magical treasures, and surged forward.
In just a short while, the ground was covered with a layer of corpses. The entrance to the ancient nest was piled high with bones, forming a small mountain. Beings from various races were among the dead.
"Kill them!"
People shouted as they wielded their magical treasures. The dense symbols on the bones turned this place into a battlefield, where the sheer number of deceased beings caused blood to pool into small rivers.
"Quick, they’re about to get inside!" someone shouted. The situation was dire. A group of people holding the remains of Kunpeng were widening the crack in the nest, and success was imminent.
Shi Hao was mixed among the crowd and occasionally attacked. He dealt with the threats carefully and fought his way closer. The crack was quite large now, and some people had already charged inside.
The battle within the crack was even fiercer. Roars echoed, and various symbols surged out, causing a group of strong warriors to cough up blood and stumble.
As soon as Shi Hao reached the entrance, he was attacked. A massive hammer, gleaming and as large as a house, swung toward him. It was wielded by a sea beast, making a whirring sound as it moved.
With a loud "bang," Shi Hao dodged the attack, but the hammer struck a group of beings nearby, instantly turning them into a bloody mess.
With a light tremor, the hammer's symbols flared, seeming to emerge from a volcano. It spun autonomously and smashed down, killing a group of cultivators in its path.
The sea beast was a towering creature with a silver-white body, a dragon's head, and an alligator's body. Its long claws and arms allowed it to walk upright, and its massive frame exuded an oppressive aura.
"Shh!"
Shi Hao swung his sword, and a flash of dark light severed the silver hammer in two, rendering the treasure useless.
Without delay, he rushed through the crack and into the nest, disappearing from sight. Inside, the fighting was even more intense, with immense opportunities waiting for those who could seize them.
The sea beast was startled and followed Shi Hao. It was formidable and avoided Shi Hao’s counterattack with a single sword swing. Holding the damaged giant hammer, it was furious.
"Get out of my way!" it roared. It spewed out a field of silver symbols, transforming into flames that incinerated another group of cultivators into ashes.
"Powerful rogue cultivator from the sea depths!" The crowd was alarmed. Such beings had received powerful legacies and were not easily dealt with.
Inside, the battle was dense, with many beings fighting fiercely for advantageous positions and the chance to access the Kunpeng divine technique. Blood and lives were readily sacrificed.
"Clang!"
As Shi Hao entered the ancient battleground, he was met with a surge of symbols. A group of strong cultivators, noticing his arrival, immediately targeted him with their attacks.
A broken sword glowed, blocking the dense symbols. Shi Hao rushed through, choosing a relatively open area to defend.
There were many people coming through, but the space was vast. It was a world unto itself, with no sight of the ancient trees building the Kunpeng nest, only emptiness and mist.
"Ah!"
Not far away, a dragon was cleaved open, its corpse lying on the ground. It quickly reverted to its true form, stretching hundreds of feet and looking somewhat frightening.
Clearly, this was a powerful being beyond the Spirit Transformation realm. However, it was suppressed here and unable to unleash its full power, dying in this place.
Of course, the being that killed it was not necessarily a younger generation. Those who could enter here were no weaklings; all were significant figures, including pure-blooded beings.
The area was vast but filled with deadly dangers. Heroes clashed, following an ancient path deeper into the battleground.
Along the way, there was a broken giant stone, plain and unadorned, inscribed with a line of text: "Swallow the sun and moon, refine chaos."
People stopped and gasped. Only the Kunpeng could achieve such a realm. Even a glimpse of its mysteries left people in awe, as its realm was beyond comprehension.
In an instant, another battle erupted, fiercer than before. On the giant stone was a depiction of a Kunpeng spreading its wings and overshadowing the nine heavens.
Although blurry, the overwhelming battle intent was evident. The feathers seemed poised to pierce through the heavens, exuding unparalleled dominance.
Just a picture stirred the crowd into fierce combat, each believing it held some profound method, eager to observe and claim it for themselves.
"Shh!"
A flying sword descended, only half a foot long but incredibly sharp. It emitted a golden aura, gleaming brightly, and swept through the crowd, causing many treasures to break.
Shi Hao was also within the attack range. He quickly dodged, but the group in that area was severed at the waist, with blood splattering high.
Although these people were far apart, they were simultaneously struck, not due to their weakness, but because of the sword's tremendous power. It was a purple, shimmering sword, sweeping a large area.
Its owner was a fish, a strange fish only a meter long, covered in purple scales, with a tail that touched the ground, allowing it to stand upright. It had two dragon-like whiskers on its mouth.
Apart from that, there was nothing particularly special about it, but it exuded a strong purple aura and a significant fluctuation of divine power.
"Purple Crystal Fish!" someone exclaimed in surprise. This was a rare and precious being from legends.
These creatures absorbed the essence of heaven and earth and contained purple crystals within their bodies. This material was extremely precious and could enhance the quality of magical treasures, especially flying swords, making them incredibly sharp and indestructible.
A powerful and cultivated Purple Crystal Fish was naturally formidable. Such rare beings, once fully trained, could summon wind and rain and were incredibly powerful.
Despite this, when a group of strong warriors focused on its purple sword, their eyes still burned with desire. A pure crystal sword was a treasure coveted by even those from the ancient divine mountains.
"Thinking of taking something from me, you’re dreaming." The Purple Crystal Fish sneered. Although only a meter tall, its aura made it seem like a prehistoric giant beast.
It opened its mouth and spewed out purple mist, causing the flying sword to shine even brighter. It transformed into a purple sun, sweeping through, destroying treasures and leaving a field of corpses.
"Crack!"
The sword, covered in purple mist, spun and approached the giant stone. It slashed with force, sending stone fragments flying, and removed the engraved picture.
The one-meter-long Purple Crystal Fish sucked in the stone slab, which shrank and disappeared into its mouth.
The crowd was awed. This was a powerful sea creature.
Seeing that it had obtained the stone carving, the crowd did not try to stop it. They realized this was not a true treasure; the genuine Kunpeng divine technique could not be so easily acquired.
The journey was long, and the battleground was vast. After traveling for over ten days, they still had not reached the end. It was truly a world unto itself.
Along the way, the young warriors frequently battled with others. Despite having a broken sword, they were injured due
"You, where do you think you’re going?" A loud shout came, and the green-haired youth appeared, wielding a green-gold whip and charging forward.
This whip was not a soft whip; it resembled a sword but was blunt, with four edges and twenty-eight segments. It was more like a short staff with a handle than a true whip.
In the days since, the green-haired youth had healed his injuries, but every time he thought of that day, he still felt a faint pain between his legs. Being cleaved in two like that was a tremendous humiliation for a living being. It was almost unimaginable.
"Stop him, don't let him escape!" Qingyun shouted.
Several divine servants rushed in, their bodies glowing, resembling old lions with their fur bristling, displaying their utmost strength.
"Don't go," Yunxi ordered, commanding the nearby old servant to stop.
"You, a worthless fool who was cleaved in two, how dare you show up again? Do you want another round?" The young warrior taunted, sweeping his broken sword with dark light like a flowing ribbon.
"Whoosh!"
The sound of a horn blared, and a beast horn appeared, emitting silver ripples that surged like a wave, blocking the dark ribbon. The clash between them created a deafening roar.
This was a treasured artifact of the Ancient Divine Mountain. Along the way, several divine servants had used it to turn misfortune into fortune, and it could not be destroyed by the terrifying beings they encountered.
Shi Hao frowned. The horn was indeed powerful. The silver ripples acted like a cage, trapping the sword light. It was certainly an ancient treasure.
The ancient beast horn glowed as it faced off against the broken sword. Both had their limits and had not yet surpassed the peak of the Spirit Transformation realm, but even so, they were formidable.
The divine servants charged forward, and Qingyun sneered, wielding the green-gold whip like a giant roc diving from the sky, slashing down from above.
"Dare to fight me in the air again? Aren't you afraid your legs will split open?" The young warrior’s voice was harsh and jarring amid the tense battle.
However, it was highly effective. Qingyun recalled the recent battle, feeling a chill between his legs. He unconsciously halted and closed his legs, disrupting the rhythm of his powerful strike.
"Haha!" The young warrior laughed heartily, feeling immense satisfaction, while Qingyun’s face turned ashen, his anger palpable, wishing he could kill the opponent immediately.
"Boom!"
The divine servants attacked, and Shi Hao countered. Ten celestial realms appeared, channeling the power of Spirit Transformation and fighting fiercely. Yet, he was shaken and continually pushed back.
After all, he had just entered this realm and, compared to true peak figures, his cultivation was still relatively low. To achieve such results was already impressive.
If other beings who had just entered the Spirit Transformation realm were to face the divine servants, they would likely be crushed into a bloody pulp at the first encounter, their souls and bodies annihilated.
Shi Hao reflected on his lower realm and realized he needed to understand the Dao and rapidly improve. Otherwise, he would suffer a great loss. But time was tight, and there was no opportunity for quiet cultivation. If he missed this chance, he would likely be forever barred from the Kunpeng divine technique.
"We’ve reached the end!" Suddenly, a loud shout echoed, causing a commotion in the vast area.
All battles ceased as people rushed forwa
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