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Bang! Bang! Bang!
Immortal brilliance and divine light collided endlessly, erupting into a deluge of light and rain that engulfed the skies for hundreds of millions of meters. Every strike between Shi Hao and An Lan, King of Immortals, shook the heavens and earth, caused the avenues to wail, and shattered countless rule chains. Each blow was capable of destroying entire worlds, collapsing eras, and reversing the flow of time.
Crack!
A crisp sound rang out. The Chifeng Spear in An Lan's hand cracked. Immortal golden liquid gushed from the breach like molten magma. Countless powerful cultivators in the foreign realm were stunned. The divine weapon of the Immortal King had been broken in combat.
The exotic realm trembled.
"How could Ancestor An Lan's weapon be damaged?" Shock swept across the foreign cultivators. This was unthinkable. That weapon was eternal. How could it be chipped?
In the vast desert, An Lan remained calm. No anger stirred on his face. He grew more serene, his eyes deep as the sea, staring at Shi Hao, as though seeing through his very soul.
Wasn't this just Huang, who'd only acquired a drop of blood? How could he possess such overwhelming power?
"This drop of blood... it's not simple," Yu Tuo muttered, his body shrouded in haze. Even the Immortal King was shaken. For him to comment thus meant this drop of blood was extraordinary. The youth they thought to be a waste now stood as a force beyond comprehension.
An Lan finally spoke. "It's just a drop of blood. At most, it lets you barely reach your peak. But how long can you maintain it? How many more blows can you throw? You're courting death."
At that moment, his broken golden spear began to restore itself. Golden light surged, extracting pure energy from the void, reforming the spearhead. It shone brighter than before, light covering the heavens. The peerless Immortal King stood unmatched in the world.
Shi Hao's presence surged. Like an unsheathed divine blade, his aura cut through the void, pressing against souls. His eyes radiated with brilliance so fierce that it looked as if a billion immortals were flying forth from them, flooding the sky in divine light.
And this was only the light in his eyes.
"Looking for a fight," Shi Hao said coldly, his voice brimmed with primordial fury and pride, as if scolding a mere mortal.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The battle resumed.
Shi Hao and An Lan fought like incarnations of the Great Dao. Every movement collapsed ancient heavens, shattered divine laws, and flattened the timelines across myriad realms.
Gradually, An Lan's defeat became obvious. Empowered by the mysterious blood, Shi Hao dominated the fight. An Lan couldn't match his power. Blow after blow landed with devastating might.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The Chifeng Spear shattered repeatedly. The Immortal Shield fractured, riddled with cracks like spiderwebs.
"Looking for a fight!"
Shi Hao, his expression twisted between joy and grief, raised his palm. It descended like a divine grinding disc, spinning with countless great Daos.
Puff!
An Lan coughed blood. His crown exploded. His hair, black and glistening, flew in all directions in the windstorm.
In the foreign realm, the mighty ones of all races were dumbfounded. Their belief crumbled. They stared at the battlefield in disbelief.
An Lan, the Immortal King, ancestor of the Imperial clan, was vomiting blood under the assault of this human youth?
An indomitable myth had collapsed. His devoted followers cried out in despair.
"My King!"
An Lan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at Shi Hao, a flicker of emotion in his eyes.
"This drop of blood is extraordinary. I underestimated you. But from now on, I will unleash my full power."
"Looking for a fight," Shi Hao replied coldly, no words wasted. He turned his palm into a blade and slashed again.
Time passed.
An Lan vomited blood repeatedly. His face paled. The surrounding Daos showed signs of collapse. Yet his expression remained tranquil.
He was still sipping from his cup.
"But that's it," An Lan said indifferently. "Junior, that art you usedāhis art of transforming freedomāis the supreme immortal technique of the ancient immortals. So this is all it amounts to?"
The watchers from across the heavens were stupefied.
"Still acting tough? Is this guy for real?"
"He's about to be beaten to death and still holds that cup?"
"Is this the immortal path of endless life and endless cups?"
"Please, someone end An Lan gently. I can't take it anymore. He's too good at sipping tea!"
"I, Li Baye, declare An Lan the strongest tea-sipper in all the heavens!"
"This guy... his mouth is invincible."
Voices from every realm echoed in stunned amusement. They didn't agree on much, but they agreed on this: An Lan's mouth would never lose.
Amidst the discussions, the battle neared its climax.
Shi Hao transformed his body, using divine arts to become a nine-story pagoda that suppressed An Lan, then morphed into a sword embryo, unleashing the Feixian Slash!
Crack!
The cut cleaved An Lan's head clean off, severing countless intertwined Daos.
Thump.
His head dropped. He hadn't evaded. It was sealed by the pagoda and divine cauldron.
"Ah..." The foreign realm erupted in screams. Their minds blanked. Their ancestor's head was severed?
Unreal. The invincible King had been decapitated?
An Lan's face finally showed fear.
"Yu Tuo! Save me!" he cried out.
Yu Tuo, the other Immortal King, sighed. He had no choice. Even at the cost of being tainted by the divine order chains, he had to intervene.
They couldn't allow an Immortal King to fall.
Boom!
Heaven and earth shattered. Yu Tuo raised his hand and unleashed a secret treasure. The sky trembled. He reached toward the battlefield to save An Lan.
Boom!
The nine-story pagoda collapsed. An Lan was saved in the nick of time.
Shi Hao, blood running from his nose, stood still. The power he wielded wasn't his. It came from that drop of blood, and now it was vanishing.
He could only watch as Yu Tuo rescued An Lan.
"Yu Tuo, stop him!"
An Lan's voice returned to normal. His eyes sharpened as he reached toward the Three Thousand Dao Prefectures.
Boom!
A massive bone hand, like the one from the world of Shrouding the Heavens, soared through the sky. It crossed the Imperial Pass and extended into the outer world, vast and unstoppable.
It reached over desolate regions, across countless rivers and mountains, rapidly approaching the Three Thousand States from the distant frontier.
The heavens watched in awe.
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