With a “pop,” the broken sword gleamed and plunged into the chest of a sea clan noble. With a violent shudder, the noble was instantly torn to pieces, dying on the spot.
Stone Hao, his eyes reddened with bloodlust, continued his rampage, drenched in blood. He cut through the battlefield, burning precious techniques, with the broken sword shining brilliantly. His horizontal and vertical slashes sent out sprays of blood.
He seemed like a demonic god, using various bone inscriptions and precious techniques. Corpses piled up before him, and blood from all kinds of creatures splashed high, covering him entirely. He had become a person of blood.
Of course, Stone Hao was also severely wounded, and the injuries were severe. If this continued, he would be unable to hold on.
Suddenly, Mo Shang went mad, Han Tian attacked again, and several elders launched an array for a final deadly strike. Stone Hao was immediately trapped in a predicament.
The pure-blooded beings of the ancient divine mountain also joined the attack, as did the elders of the major sects, with runes weaving through the sky.
Stone Hao struggled to cope, and this time he was blasted into the air, suffering multiple injuries and unable to defend himself properly.
At that moment, he felt a sharp, menacing aura approaching from mid-air, causing his scalp to tighten and his skull to ache.
He looked up abruptly and saw a pair of iron claws, black and eerie, approaching rapidly, extremely sharp and cold.
“Humph!”
Stone Hao let out a soft snort, his mouth spewing a burst of divine light that clashed with the claws, creating a clanging sound and sparks flying. However, he managed to block the attack without being caught.
It was a giant bird, entirely black, with eyes like blood moons, measuring hundreds of feet in size, circling in the sky. It was surrounded by runes and exuded unmatched power.
“Sky Devouring Sparrow”
Stone Hao gritted his teeth, filled with both shock and rage. This fierce bird was brutal and terrifying, having once slaughtered ten thousand miles of land. It had also attacked the Pavilion of Heaven’s Repair, and the destruction of the Pure Land was closely related to it.
“Kill!”
He roared, disregarding everything, driving his precious weapon upward, and attacked the fierce bird, determined to battle it.
On a regular day, he would not be a match for this beast. However, in this special place, he felt no fear. The body of the Sky Devouring Sparrow revealed that it was not in its peak state.
In the past, this demonic bird's wings spanned thousands of miles, covering the sky with piled runes, like an overwhelming ocean, unstoppable in its ferocity.
Now, it had only manifested a few hundred feet of its body, allowing a chance to fight and confront it.
To the Sky Devouring Sparrow, Stone Hao was a young prodigy, possessing the Kunpeng’s precious technique inheritance, and thus its target for hunting. At the same time, it recognized the broken sword and despised it, wanting to kill this young man.
In reality, from its high vantage point, it would not normally pay attention to a cultivator of this level and was unaware that Stone Hao’s hatred for it had intensified.
Stone Hao wielded his precious weapon and ascended, catching up with the Sky Devouring Sparrow in mid-air. He raised his sword to strike.
The broken sword shone brightly, clashing with the endless black feathers. There were continuous clanging sounds as feathers were sliced off in large numbers, fluttering down.
The Sky Devouring Sparrow was furious. It swooped down in a spiral, opening its mouth to unleash a wave of black flames, threatening to collapse the void.
At the same time, figures surrounded them densely, having long closed in, leaving no chance for Stone Hao to escape. Everyone attacked together, pressing forward with their assault.
However, Stone Hao was determined to focus on the Sky Devouring Sparrow, willing to be injured if it meant killing the demonic bird. Blood splattered continuously as the fierce battle ensued.
“Boom!”
Finally, he landed on the Sky Devouring Sparrow, his body covered in wounds, increasingly severe. He held his sword and thrust it into the hundreds of feet tall demonic bird.
With a thunderous roar, the sword's light pierced through the terrifying black feathers and into its body. The Sky Devouring Sparrow howled in rage, spreading its wings and flapping violently to try to throw him off.
The black light surged, and the Sky Devouring Sparrow rapidly shrank, shaking off Stone Hao and transforming into a human form, falling among the crowd on the altar. Blood flowed from its back, having suffered injuries that forced it to land, an unimaginable situation for its usual lofty status.
The Sky Devouring Sparrow was displeased with Stone Hao, knowing that he might be related to the Ghost King, but it did not expect such intense hatred, with Stone Hao attacking recklessly.
When it appeared, the rebellious youth went berserk, abandoning everything, fighting fiercely and bloodily, charging again.
It was a life-and-death battle, and even others could see it. The two were locked in a desperate struggle, and anyone who obstructed Stone Hao would be in trouble. The others relaxed a bit, while the Sky Devouring Sparrow suffered bitterly. Even in human form, it was not safe, as Stone Hao went mad, attacking with all his might.
At this moment, blood was splattering, precious techniques were depleting, and both were red with rage, wanting to eliminate each other immediately. The Sky Devouring Sparrow transformed into a middle-aged man in black robes, extremely powerful, wielding a magical weapon and continuously slashing, fighting a decisive battle.
“Poof”
Finally, the broken sword struck, and the middle-aged man cried out as one of his arms was severed, his eyes filled with resentment and fury.
Previously, he had almost been chopped up by the Ghost King. If not for the poor condition of the opponent, he might have perished. Unexpectedly, years later, he encountered this broken sword again and was severed once more, this time by a young man in the Spirit Transformation realm, making it unbearable.
The Sky Devouring Sparrow's anger was futile. Stone Hao clung to him, attacking desperately, and ultimately delivered another sword strike, slicing him in half and sending blood spraying everywhere.
“You!”
The Sky Devouring Sparrow cried out, feeling extremely unlucky. As a supreme being commanding the wilderness and ruling the world, it was unthinkable for it to fall here.
There were other elders here, but this rebellious youth only targeted him, refusing to attack others, which infuriated it, though it was of no use.
This meant it would miss out on the Kunpeng’s precious techniques, unable to obtain them. It was filled with unwillingness, continuously screaming.
“Die!” Stone Hao stepped forward, kicking the lower half of its body away and placing his other foot on its upper chest, looking down at it.
The Sky Devouring Sparrow was stunned, then enraged. Being severed at the waist and stepped on like this was unimaginable, a humiliation even worse than immediate decapitation.
It was a being with a fearsome reputation, commanding the wilderness and feared by all. How could it endure being stepped on by a young man?
In fact, it had never encountered such an experience since its birth. When it was young, it had never seen such a young supreme being. It had swept through its opponents all the way.
Now, it faced defeat and a sense of humiliation.
“You!” It spat out a mouthful of blood, roaring in anger.
Stone Hao had no time to waste. The surrounding crowd was still attacking. He immediately slashed down, and with a “poof,” he severed its head.
The Sky Devouring Sparrow, filled with resentment and rage, turned into a rain of light and disappeared, its spirit perishing.
Meanwhile, at the edge of the sea, a giant black bird roared in fury, obscuring the sky and blocking out the sun, spanning unknown thousands of miles, soaring in the void.
“Who killed my spirit? I will not rest until you are dead!” This was the Sky Devouring Sparrow's true form. It was extremely enraged, unaware that it was killed by a young man, thinking it was attacked by some elder.
The ocean surged, and a gray old dragon emerged, stretching for unknown miles, boundless in its terror. Its emerged portion surpassed an endless mountain range.
At the same time, powerful figures appeared from all directions. A fierce beast, its entire body glowing, stood tall in the sky, resembling an ancient deity worshiped by early ancestors.
Outside the Forbidden Sea, the tranquility was gone as various revered figures arrived, waiting for the results. They came to greet the return of the divine body and, of course, to intercept those who might truly gain something.
They did not dare to enter in person, fearing it would be too costly if they perished inside.
However, no one would give up. Even the mightiest among them, upon learning of the true appearance of the divine art, were on the verge of madness. This was an unparalleled divine art that could make even gods tremble.
At this moment, even the relatively composed grandfather of the purple-clad girl Yun Xi from Heavenly God Mountain arrived, not to mention the others.
The revered figures from South Fallen God Mountain, Yi Mountain, and Demon Spirit Lake, among others, all came. The strongest group in the荒域 (荒域, an ancient realm) gathered, waiting for results and hoping for gains from the divine body and their descendants.
These leaders who could command荒域 and rule the vast land were gathered here, waiting for the final outcome.
People believed that some of the revered figures had entered the Kunpeng Nest, but in reality, none had. They all waited outside.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the Northern Sea was extremely tense. The various sea creatures were silent, not daring to show themselves. This sea area was incredibly terrifying, with pressures affecting all directions.
The real grand scene was about to arrive.
If the Kunpeng divine art appeared, it would undoubtedly lead to a cataclysmic battle. Even if ancient deities were still alive, they would descend to争夺 (争夺, contend) here.
With the coming storm, the atmosphere grew even more intense.
There was no doubt that the Northern Sea would be brought to a boil, and the Nine Heavens would be breached. The real battle of the strongest would be apocalyptic in scale.
At this moment, inside the Kunpeng Cave, the battle continued. On the altar, Shi Hao's body was torn and tattered. Despite his strength and bloody rampage, he was on the verge of collapsing.
He sighed inwardly, wondering if he really had to use the bone tower to escape. It was such a pity to waste a life-saving chance like this; he wanted to fight his way out on his own.
In fact, others were even more unwilling. They were horrified that this young man was so powerful, killing his way in and out, having no idea how many experts he had cut down.
Among the revered figures alone, four or five had been struck down by him, dying prematurely.
If news of this spread, it would undoubtedly震动 (震动, shake) the荒域. Such a prodigy was truly a young supreme; his fame would shake the vast land.
“Something's wrong.” Just as Shi Hao was about to use the small tower on his hair, he sensed something unusual.
Because he was unwilling to give up, he continued to exert his last effort, holding the Kunpeng original bone, and invoked the runes he had previously observed due to following the Kunpeng path.
Although he couldn't understand them, he followed the method and activated the runes in his palm, hoping to see if a miracle would occur.
He felt that perhaps he could stimulate some divine power. After all, things left by Kunpeng were not ordinary and must have deep significance.
Soon, he was stunned. The bone emitted a text that appeared in his mind, informing him that this was not the complete flawless divine art but only recorded less than one-third.
At this moment, Shi Hao was on the verge of going mad. He risked his life, almost losing it, to obtain a flawed divine art. It was truly unsatisfactory.
A surge of frustration rose in his heart. Even if the one-third of the divine art could still震撼 (震撼, shock) the world and sweep the荒域, it fell far short of his expectations.
“Boom!”
At the moment he was distracted, several revered figures' artifacts flew towards him, hitting his chest. With a crack, the young man was struck repeatedly, and his bones were shattered.
Those were ancient artifacts, incredibly powerful. It was a miracle that he wasn't shattered on the spot because his physical body was strong enough.
“Swoosh!”
A war spear flew in, almost piercing him through. Blood gushed out, and Shi Hao let out a loud cry, staggering backward and falling into a desperate situation.
People surrounded him, attacking him furiously.
Shi Hao's eyes grew cold as he quickly resolved to try to understand why only one-third of the inheritance remained.
“Boom!”
At this moment, the Kunpeng bone in his hand began to glow, and the central platform of the altar exploded. It turned out that it was where the divine bone was displayed.
With several resonating sounds, star rivers appeared, surrounding the entire altar, filling the air with an aura of supreme divinity. It was shocking.
Large stars spun, vast and magnificent, as if a cosmic starry sky descended, appearing above the altar, making it seem like they were in the universe.
At the same time, the original location of the altar revealed a black hole, engraved with the words “Transform Demons,” emitting eerie and terrifying sounds.
“This is Kunpeng's Transform Demons Cave, where he threw the celestial-level ferocious beasts and ancient deities to be suppressed,” people trembled.
They did not expect this legendary demon cave to be here, causing everyone to shudder.
The cave was pitch black, with terrifying cries echoing from inside, as if traversing time and space from the ancient era.
In contrast to the brilliant star rivers above, it resembled a black hole connected to the abyss of hell, forming a stark contrast.
“Forget about that, kill him first,” the crowd charged forward again to kill Shi Hao.
A group of people surged up to suppress Shi Hao. This time, he seemed truly unable to hold on, being struck into the air, blood pouring from his mouth, and the Kunpeng bone in his hand shattered into six pieces, falling to different places.
People were ecstatic, rushing forward madly.
Shi Hao seemed to be in a terrible state, unable to stand, constantly staggering and retreating.
“You should just fall,” the Dragon Elder’s divine body appeared.
He struck down with one palm, aiming at Shi Hao. At the same time, some ancestral-level figures and revered ones acted together, invoking runes to throw Shi Hao into the Transform Demons Cave.
Many sighed. This young supreme was finally dealt with; it was truly not easy. He had killed many powerful figures alone, including several revered ones.
“Ha-ha, we finally killed him,” someone laughed heartily. This young man was absolutely terrifying. If he had grown up, few could have controlled him.
Even the revered figures breathed a sigh of relief. If this young supreme had successfully risen, they would likely have had to bow their heads. Dying like this was the best outcome.
Killing a young supreme gave many patriarchs and strongest figures a sense of relief, as the pressure was overwhelming and terrifying.
Some felt regretful, lamenting the loss of such a young talent, which had barely bloomed before quickly fading away.
Yun Xi, the purple-clad girl, sighed. This ferocious child was truly frightening, possessing unparalleled talent in cultivation, yet dying young.
On the altar, people felt a tinge of sentiment but quickly threw themselves into the fierce battle. The area was boiling, with the Kunpeng bone shattered into six pieces, and everyone fought desperately for it.
Inside the Transform Demons Cave, Shi Hao fell, the wind howling. He did not show anger; instead, a smile appeared on his lips.
He had not fallen due to exhaustion. If he wished, he could still fly up. It was intentional, as he had understood the secret of the Kunpeng bone and had purposely let himself be thrown down by their hands.
“Fight among yourselves, and it’s best to have the heavens and earth collapse. Let the mountain gods and revered ones get involved. I can finally be free.” The young man wiped the blood from his mouth and smiled happily.
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