Shih Hao sat cross-legged, full of energy, with what seemed like a divine flame burning within his head, enveloping his true spirit mark, resembling a deity.
He had succeeded, entering the legendary realm.
Beside him, first the Kunpeng flapped its wings, then the Suan Ni roared, circling around him. They appeared fearsome, as if the two great beings were guarding the central deity.
Shih Hao first achieved spiritual enlightenment of his physical body, and then reshaped his true self, reaching the legendary realm, having come to the end of his path. The benefits from this were enormous, and his combat power soared.
"Perhaps it can still be consolidated."
In the Yangji Cave, there was one place he had not yet entered—a stone platform at the deepest part, which had always been a forbidden zone, and even someone as powerful as Shih Hao had not sat upon it.
At this moment, he stood up, adjusted himself to the best state, and then stood upon it, preparing to face a new challenge.
"Boom."
In the next moment, he experienced what it meant to suffer more than death, feeling a pain more intense than having his soul cut open. The pain was excruciating, as the true flame struck into his soul like lightning.
The true flame gave rise to a terrible divine force, aiming to dismember him. It wasn't just physical pain but also involved the spiritual mark, intending to obliterate it completely.
"So strong, beyond the limit, can't try again," Shih Hao thought in shock, quickly retreating and sitting down again to resolve it.
Clearly, this was a forbidden place that required a perfect and complete spiritual transformation to step into.
The spiritual transformation has three stages. He had reached the legendary realm in the first two stages and had pushed the final stage to its peak, but had not achieved the ultimate legendary state.
Shih Hao sat cross-legged, as the flames turned into lightning, integrating with his spirit and body, dazzlingly bright.
In the crackling sound, his whole body was radiant. He appeared pure and flawless, even more ethereal and close to divinity. However, every time he opened or closed his eyes, divine light would surge, revealing a powerful aura.
Still as a true immortal, moving like a demon god, this was a powerful and mysterious aura that continued to grow, making him appear even deeper.
Finally, everything came to an end. Shih Hao walked out of the Yangji Cave and headed toward the sea. With his power greatly increased, he no longer feared the various strong beings in this sea area.
Two years had passed, and so much had truly happened. Powerful beings had perished, geniuses had risen, the sea had been stained red with blood, but it had also made many people’s names renowned.
"The Marquis of Xuanhai was killed and perished in this sea area."
This news shocked the Bi Hai, and the beings of the Northern Sea were surprised. He was a recently risen powerful figure, having been ennobled at a young age.
"The Marquis of Kunyu has fallen."
Soon, another piece of news spread, and this time it alarmed the beings on land. He was a highly renowned marquis with a significant reputation.
"The messenger of the Sea Demon Lord was killed."
The news was sensational. A great battle had occurred from afar, with dozens of significant figures falling. They all had great backgrounds, claiming dominance over a region. Yet, they had died like this.
The sea area turned crimson, stained with blood, with groups of war turtles and silver sharks rushing in. The sea creatures went mad, gulping down the crimson seawater.
None of the dead were weak; the news spread throughout the sea area. A full dozen prominent figures had simultaneously perished, which was truly shocking.
"Who did this?" Everyone’s expression changed drastically. It was too shocking; reaching that level of strength was not easy, yet so many had died all at once.
"Someone respected has arrived, and not just one, mastering various ancient divine techniques, at the peak of spiritual transformation. After being enraged, they went on a killing spree."
This news undoubtedly caused a great upheaval. Who were these respected figures? They were not confined to one place but could traverse the entire wasteland.
Respected figures mostly resided on sacred mountains, claiming to be the strongest of their regions. Whenever they appeared, it was always a significant event, causing a great shock.
Such people had arrived, and not just one, pushing the current turmoil to new heights. People sensed that a storm was about to come.
Perhaps they had waited too long. The powerful beings had lost patience and were ready for one last desperate battle. If they still could not obtain the Kunpeng divine technique, they might retreat.
"The descendants of the Sea God have gone to war with the mermaid clan."
A great chaos was about to erupt, with various disturbances emerging. In the past two years, the descendants of the Sea God had swept across the sea area with invincible might, and every move they made was highly anticipated.
The mermaid clan was naturally beautiful and was a super clan in the Northern Sea. In ancient times, some of them had become gods, being extremely terrifying, and were considered a deeply rooted giant in the sea.
At this time, the waves surged and the battle was incredibly intense.
In the sea area, a youth with water-blue hair and eyes shining with divine light wielded a single spear, facing the many strong figures of the mermaid clan alone, creating towering waves.
"Buzz."
The golden battle spear swept across, with severe fluctuations. A wave of golden light engulfed all enemies. The mermaid clan cultivators screamed, their bodies cracking and then exploding.
The scene was a bit terrifying, with the Bi Hai turning red, blood mist spreading, and corpses floating on the sea.
The descendant of the Sea God was named Mo Shang, wielding a spear with the power to sweep through armies, absolutely strong and unmatched. With just himself, he suppressed the entire sea area, no one could match him.
The mermaid clan was defeated and retreated from the area. Many sea creatures came to submit, bowing before the descendant of the Sea God.
Clearly, Mo Shang was subduing the powerful beings of various clans, not only to compete for the Kunpeng divine technique but also to prepare for his future deification. He aspired to follow in his ancestors' footsteps, to deify himself in the Northern Sea, and to command all clans.
In another sea area, a great battle also occurred, with crimson light surging, as the Fire Flame Fish clan gathered near the Kunpeng Nest, preparing for a major action.
A majestic youth in red armor, glowing brilliantly, wielded a red-blooded spear, killing all around, driving back a group of old strong figures, and occupying a region alone.
He was a top talent of the Fire Flame Fish clan, named Han Tian, also a young prodigy in the Northern Sea on par with Mo Shang.
Two years ago, he had fought with Mo Shang, shaking the sea area, and the battle reached a white-hot intensity, causing fear among all creatures. In the end, both sides suffered injuries, and it was a draw.
Since that battle, the two had not truly fought again. Clearly, neither had confidence and both were accumulating strength, as the two clans were sworn enemies, and a bloody battle was destined to happen in the future.
On the other side, some old servants gathered, no one dared to approach. There were also some young men and women being surrounded in the center, each prominent and extraordinary.
These were the forces of the Ancient Divine Mountain, united, overlooking a region. They were absolutely dominant. Even in the sea, they had enough confidence.
"This nest is about to crack, and everyone can no longer wait," someone whispered.
On the reef, cracks appeared in the Kunpeng Nest. After such a long time, it had finally become unstable, showing signs of collapse.
It was entirely black. The cracks were extremely bright, like a black volcanic fissure, with streams of blazing magma appearing.
Around it, the young prodigies and elder respected figures were all present, hiding, unable to sit still. People felt that a change was truly imminent. The Kunpeng Nest was about to crack.
Ordinary people were driven away, only those who had risen in strength over the past two years remained to watch from a distance. Those who dared to stay were the strong ones who had made their mark in this sea area.
"Quick, get out of the way. Mo Shang is coming," someone whispered.
Mo Shang and Han Tian—who doesn’t know them, who isn’t awed by their reputation? They are famous throughout this sea area and strike fear into all.
The Sea God’s descendant approached, clad in golden armor. Walking across the blue sea, holding a golden battle spear, he pointed forward at the gathering heroes, causing chaos and making way for him. No one dared to obstruct him.
He had just finished fighting the mermaid clan and arrived with his people, directly ascending a tall altar, overlooking the surroundings with a detached demeanor.
Even the respected ones were unwilling to engage in a life-and-death battle with such a young prodigy, as the cost was too high. They had suppressed their cultivation, and it was uncertain if they could gain an advantage.
Around the Kunpeng Nest were all outstanding figures—from disciples of the sacred mountains to local rulers, and even to ancient ancestors and respected beings. Ordinary people no longer dared to approach.
In the distance, it was dark and dense with figures. The heroes had not left and were observing. Though they couldn’t get close, they remained unwilling to leave and waited for an opportunity from afar.
The sea surface cracked open, and Shih Hao emerged, drying his clothes. Seeing the scene, he murmured, "It’s not too late; the Kunpeng Nest has just started to crack."
As he reappeared, his feelings were different. Staring at the dark ancient nest and the golden ripples that appeared after the cracks, he was deeply moved.
"I see more runes. Do I really need to follow the path of Kunpeng to discover the ultimate secrets?" He felt unsettled.
Shih Hao was extremely serious, staring at the reef. The black nest began to change rapidly, turning golden and radiant, with large amounts of runes emerging and connecting.
"It seems to contain some kind of information," Shih Hao was surprised. This time, he had obtained more than ever before. The runes flickered, revealing an important record mentioning the Kunpeng divine technique.
He stopped here, contemplating carefully, sensing and capturing the runes, wanting to study them thoroughly.
He was now certain that practicing in the Yangji Cave, Xuanbing Abyss, and Meteorite Tomb at the bottom of the sea and following the path of the Kunpeng youth was crucial. Perhaps only by doing so could he uncover the secrets of this place.
"Was this arranged intentionally by Kunpeng?"
In the end, he obtained a set of mysterious symbols, their meaning unclear and quite strange and complex. But he was sure it wasn’t related to the divine technique or Kunpeng’s supreme abilities.
"This youth looks familiar; he’s the great thief from two years ago," someone recognized.
Shih Hao walked across the sea surface, moving forward. He also wanted to approach the Kunpeng Nest, and it was inevitable that he would encounter the heroes, especially drawing attention as he got closer.
There were many young prodigies, local rulers, and ancestors here, and even some respected figures were hiding.
"It’s you." From the Ancient Divine Mountain, a group of people glared with cold eyes, a few old servants stepping forward.
Especially, a young man with green hair stepped out. His terrifying aura was shocking, and his eyes were as radiant as the sun, intimidating.
Qingyun was killed, roasted to a golden sheen by Shih Hao, and eaten. The clan had sent reinforcements and allied with other sacred mountains.
"Come over and die." On the other side, the Sea God’s descendant Mo Shang stood on a grand altar, pointing at Shih Hao with his golden battle spear. He exuded a domineering aura, looking down on everyone.
In the distance, a gray dragon emerged in the sea, taking the form of an old man. His expression was cold with a hint of strangeness, eager to immediately deal with the young troublemaker.
Some speculated he might be the Dragon Respected One. Two years ago, his spiritual body was beaten badly by two great thieves, leaving him with a hidden injury. He had been searching for the whereabouts of the two great thieves ever since.
Not only they but other beings and strong figures were also watching Shih Hao with keen interest.
"I warn you, don’t provoke me, or I’ll eat you all," the young troublemaker said fiercely, confident as he was in Hundred Cuts Mountain.
He had reached the peak of spiritual transformation, only a step away from the legendary realm, and was fearless against any opponent here.
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