Perfect World

Chapter 579: Chapter 579: End of the Road
 

The golden skeleton igniting Dark Flames, Yang Li with silver hair flowing down to his shoulders, and the snow-white, shiny Silver Pangolin, all leaped to the airspace above the imperial palace as soon as possible, fixating their gazes on Shi Hao like divine lamps, glittering and casting a rosy dawn.

“There’s no mistaking it, it truly is that kind of ancient artifact!”

The Undying Golden Body, a perfect masterpiece that transcended eras, required the rarest heavenly materials and earth treasures in the world to be fused together in a crucible, then engraved and arranged with the most complex and arcane techniques, for there to be a slim hope and possibility of success.

The genuine treasures, as long as one appeared, would certainly be accompanied by blood and carnage. It was a precious jewel, revered and contested by many; in the Primeval Times, it had stirred boundless storms and controversies.

“What a pity, this one is flawed, already damaged; otherwise, it would have triggered a massive earthquake.”

Time flew by in an instant, years fleeting like the shuttle of a loom. After the passing of the Primordial Ancients, there were few remaining Undying Gold Bodies left, most of which were destroyed, and the method of forging them had also been lost.

Therefore, it was all the more precious. Even if it was incomplete, it was worth a strong being’s effort to snatch it away and study.

“This is truly a ‘weak-to-strong’ Treasured Artifact. One doesn’t need to possess invincible combat power, just one intact Undying Golden Body Battle Garment would allow one to dominate the world!”

The three divine beings sighed, reminiscing about that bygone era.

Back then, when the type of Magic Artifact known as the Undying Golden Body appeared, it shook the world and had a profound impact; it had epoch-making significance and could potentially have overturned the Cultivation World.

With it, a minor cultivator could slay a well-known and formidable opponent!

It was precisely because of this that countless bloody battles took place, triggering tumult in the Primeval Times. In a certain sense, it shook the foundations of some forces, some existences.

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As such, its destruction was predetermined; the seeds of calamity and the foreshadowing of its downfall had been sowed too early.

“Swoosh!”

An expert from the Netherworld stretched out a Bone Palm, and between the fingers, a cluster of black Dark Flames appeared, rushing forward with great speed, enveloping Shi Hao, trying to capture and restrain him.

Shi Hao sidestepped, his speed so incredible, like a fleeting dream or illusory flower, retreating more than a dozen miles in an instant. He was utterly serious; every reaction and movement was extremely cautious.

Swoosh!

The pangolin made its move, turning into a streak of silver light, shuttling through space like a silver ribbon, in pursuit, arriving near Shi Hao in the blink of an eye.

“There’s only one of this item, it seems we three will have to discuss, how to divide it.” Yang Li with the silver mane looked quite young, wearing a light smile, also stepping forward in pursuit.

In reality, he wasn’t considered an “antique”; his actual age wasn’t very great. At the Yin Yang Academy, he was also a famous figure, once hailed as a prodigy of his generation.

Although all three deities had come for Shi Hao, at this moment, different thoughts arose in each of them; they all wanted to seize the Undying Golden Body for themselves.

Though damaged, the artifact in their possession still had an immeasurable value. As long as they studied it deeply, there would surely be great gains.

Shi Hao swiftly retreated. In just a few flashes, he had left the Stone Capital and arrived above a mountain range.

“Sacrilegious gods!” His eyes filled with flames, beings from the higher realms crossing over, using living souls for blood sacrifices; countless wailing sounds echoed through the Flood Region, hair-raising to all who heard.

Now, these three divine beings arrived in Stone Country, behaving so arrogantly, humiliating and oppressing a nation, driving the people to fury!

“You have no escape to the heavens, nor a door into the earth; your tragic end has long been destined. I like the blood of people like you, flowing with a trace of the Supreme’s aura,” said the pangolin, drawing near. Its crimson tongue split and licked its lips, revealing snow-white and sharp huge teeth.

Shi Hao flicked his hand, unfurling a scroll. On it was engraved a character for “kill,” blood-red and bright, as if the murderous intent from hell itself had traversed the vast sky, surging forward.

The scroll flapped in the wind, its yellowed surface rustling, emitting endless killing lights that pierced straight to the sky, like streaks of Sword Qi soaring upwards!

Shi Hao immediately let it fly, striking the peng with scales as white as snow.

This was sudden, the scroll unfolded, its energy vast, each streak of Divine Radiance strong enough to grind a Venerable One into powder, to slaughter countless experts in the world.

“Clang, clang, clang…”

The sounds were incessant, those rays of light frighteningly more formidable than real swords, all striking the body of the pangolin and sending off sparks.

“A scroll left by a Divine Level strong being?” Behind him, the golden skeleton from the Netherworld and Yang Li from the Yin Yang Academy revealed a look of surprise.

This was one of the few killing weapons on Shi Hao’s person, taken from the treasury within Stone Country. He was reluctant to use it; this was the foundation of a nation, but now he had no choice.

“It’s still not enough, you can’t kill me.” The Silver Pangolin spoke, even in the eye of the storm, its defensive power was astonishing; its silver scales fluttered, rippling out countless characters to dissolve the killing light.

“Suppression Kill!”

Shi Hao roared, putting vigorous effort into activating the scroll, which then shone brightly before disintegrating. The blood-soaked “kill” character flew out, traversing the sky, suppressing the silver Ferocious Beast.

This Divine-grade Artifact was a one-time consumable, its power unimaginable, but once truly activated, it could no longer be retained.

The bloody “kill” character bathed the sky in red, turning even the Sun to a bloody hue, making everyone’s eyes dazzling red, filled with a sky-high desire to slaughter.

“It’s futile; you’ve chosen the wrong opponent. My defensive power ranks among the forefront of the gods who crossed realms,” the pangolin stated, with a cruel smile.

Suddenly, its body staggered, a trace of blood appearing on its forehead, its Divine Sense nearly in disarray, its fierce body shaking.

“It’s actually a soul attack!” exclaimed the silver-haired deity from behind.

When that blood-soaked “kill” character fell, its primary offensive method turned out to be aiming to sever the soul of the pangolin, rather than its flesh, catching it off guard and surprised.

Clearly, this wasn’t done blindly but was specifically targeted at the pangolin. Its silver scales were solid and could guard its flesh, but it couldn’t defend against soul power attacks; just now, it had been paralyzed, somewhat complacent.

“Roar…”

The pangolin roared, all its scales flapping open, creating swirls after swirls, dissolving the bloody killing character, grinding it to nothing.

All the strokes of the “kill” character disintegrated, turned into long swords that dripped with blood, and stabbed toward the pangolin’s soul, ultimately bursting out with a light ten times more dazzling than the sun, causing the sky to shake violently.

Unfortunately, when the light faded, the pangolin’s massive body still hung in the air, its eyes ice-cold, its soul unslain, with only a trace of blood trickling from its brow.

“A one-time killing intent scroll, not bad, it cost me a little, you make me thirst even more, such blood food tastes all the better,” the pangolin said.

Shi Hao didn’t speak, he used the seventy-two transformations, turned into a giant Peng bird with golden wings, and flew towards the distance, pushing his speed to the utmost.

In the blink of an eye, he was thousands of miles away, far from the capital, he came to a range of mountains, stopped, and looked back.

The three gods were neither hurried nor slow, looking at him with a smile that was not quite a smile, confident and fearless, utterly unworried about what storm he might stir up.

“Kill!”

Shi Hao shouted, the ground’s various stones rolled around, characters lit up, killing light flowed backward, here was a killing formation, erupting with immeasurable light, striking at the three gods in the sky.

In the past, Fairy Yue Chan had ambushed him here, calling down meteors, nearly causing his demise. Later, he used this to counter them, asking the Divine Striking Stone to set up the formation, and had once trapped and killed a Venerable One of the Heaven Mending Sect here.

In the end, he further reinforced it with Divine Material, further asking the Divine Striking Stone to perfect it, enhancing the power of this formation.

Now, he personally presided over it, fully activating the killing formation, attacking the three gods, and for a time, the mountains trembled chaotically, with boulders flying across the sky, and the killing light boiling!

Unfortunately, it was still useless, the three gods rushed out, each one shining, characters illuminating, looking down upon the world, utterly invincible, impossible to injure.

Shi Hao sighed, the gap between them was too great, these three had already ignited divine flames, high above, the forces of the mundane world could not harm them in the slightest.

“What does it matter if you are unwilling? How can anger help you? As insignificant as you are, you can’t change anything,” said Yang Li with full head of silver hair, he came close, stretching out a large hand to grab at him.

Shi Hao flicked his wrist, and a fiery red lotus as vivid as blood flew out of his sleeve, landing in that great hand.

In an instant, the fire blazed to the sky, a gigantic lotus bloomed, its majestic presence caused the peaks below to shake, nearly shattering the mountains.

It was yet another killing weapon, also a one-time consumable, the fire lotus blossomed furiously, melting everything, the endless Divine Fire surged like it would burn away all existence.

Although still far away, some of the mountains below turned red hot, becoming magma, pouring down, terribly fearsome.

As for the void, it was already twisted, in the fierce fire a scarlet lotus bloomed, its power sweeping everywhere, enveloping the silver-haired powerhouse, about to destroy him.

Boom!

In the end, the fiery red lotus in the blaze exploded, burning heaven and earth, turning the ground into a sea of magma.

However, the young man with silver hair still stood tall in the air, not dead, his arm pitch-black, especially the palm, charred, injured.

“Useless!” He shook his head, giving his arm a light shake, black ashes fluttered down, he shed an old skin, and that arm and fingers were still fair and lustrous.

“Without being a god, you’ll never understand this realm. Even with a killing weapon at your disposal, you’re hardly able to control it. We can effortlessly dodge the most fearsome assaults,” Yang Li said with a scornful expression. Though he was injured, he made light of it.

Shi Hao was silent, truly having no strength left to use, unable to kill his opponent.

The three deities stood side by side, pressing forward with cold expressions and profound gazes. They made their move together, aiming to take his Undying Golden Body Battle Garment.

“Is this the extent of your power, to wage war against us?”

“Calling us false gods, boldly declaring our death, all with just these paltry tricks—such utter shamelessness. Ants will ultimately be just ants.”

The three of them were very casual, never really taking him to heart.

Shi Hao remained silent and turned to leave, sticking a Ground-Shrinking Talisman on his body. The paper was a light yellow color with ancient and intricate characters. This was an early acquired talisman, which, coupled with the Kun Peng Movement Technique, pushed his speed to a limit.

The three gods’ expressions changed. They truly feared losing track of him; Shi Hao’s speed was too fast, like a streak of light moving through the air.

He fled for a whole day and night, during which Shi Hao supplemented his divine power with Demon Kui seeds while continuing to make his escape. However, the three gods had locked onto him, always able to chase him down and find him at first notice.

“It’s futile, you can’t escape, and you are bound to die.”

In the end, Shi Hao activated an altar within a giant city of Stone Country, opening a pathway that led straight to the North Sea, where he stood atop the vast expanse of ocean.

The three deities were such powerful beings. Standing on the altar and observing the flickering characters, they quickly calculated his destination’s coordinates and followed after him to the North Sea.

Above the azure waves, Shi Hao followed the route from his memories, frantically using Kun Peng’s technique. He hoped to incite resonance and find the Peng nests in order to suppress the three deities!

He even hoped to draw out the giant Peng bird’s weapon—the Wilderness Great Halberd—to slay the three gods!

Yet, such things could not be swayed by his will alone. In the end, in the North Sea, he found nothing, and there were several instances when he nearly got killed.

The three gods’ eyes shone brightly, intense and burning, naturally sensing that it might be an impeccable Kun Peng’s technique and were even less willing to miss capturing him, determined to take him alive!

Shi Hao was in a sorry state, trapped and desperate, doomed to perish if things continued this way, and his death would be particularly tragic.

Shi Hao sighed, truly finding himself at the end of the road, without hope, unable to see the light of dawn. He left the North Sea and fled to land, continuously traveling, searching for giant cities.

During this process, the three great pursuers behind him injured him with just the aftermath of their precious symbols. He coughed up large amounts of blood, nearly dying on his journey.

“Very interesting, keep running. Exert all your strength, I enjoy this hunting game, watching you exhaust yourself like a wild beast and die in terror,” Yang Li said.

Shi Hao spat out a glob of blood, his eyes emitting a determined light. He decided to go to a place he truly did not wish to visit—surviving that place earlier was purely by luck, and now, he had no other choice.

“To send you to death, even gods will experience that despair, terror, and helplessness!” he gritted his teeth silently, making up his mind, even if he himself would die.

What a pity it wasn’t all Seven Gods together; otherwise, perhaps he could have resolved them all at once!

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