Perfect World

Chapter 584: Chapter 584: The Return of the Progenitor
 

He sat cross-legged on Stone Mountain, with an invisible field radiating around him, causing various fragments of stone to float and slowly rotate in the void, powerful aura pervading the air.

Shi Hao came to a halt, feeling astonishment in his heart. This deity seemed extremely powerful, more formidable than Yang Li and the pangolin, as if merged with the void and barely visible, save for a pair of eyes that were sharp and revealing.

A dark light flashed across Shi Hao’s body as the Undying Golden Body Battle Clothes covered his form, firmly protecting him, yet there were no strong fluctuations of Divine Power. After special treatment, these battle clothes looked exactly like they did before nirvana. He had to restrain himself and wait, ready to strike a fatal blow to the deity at the crucial moment!

Because his opportunities were limited, he needed to utilize all conditions and even create favorable factors for himself.

“So it’s the Undying Golden Body, a Treasured Artifact passed down from Primeval Times!” The cold gaze of the deity brightened like a scintillating small sun, becoming even more intimidating.

Moreover, his true form appeared, a resplendent man like the sun itself, covered with fine silver scales, with a pair of divine wings behind him as if cast from pure silver.

“Yang Li, the pangolin, and the deities of the Nether Race went to the Stone Kingdom’s Royal Palace, originally to force you out to meet your death. Yet, to my surprise, they chased after you instead. So that’s how it is!” The deity nodded in understanding.

Even upon seeing the Undying Golden Body Battle Clothes, he wanted to chase and kill immediately, to acquire them as soon as possible. This was incredibly important; if he could thoroughly study them, it would be a tremendous opportunity.

Such a thing would incite a scramble even among the Seven Gods, where compromise would not be an option.

Now that Shi Hao had returned, the other three were nowhere to be seen, which was unexpected for the deity. His eyes grew colder, clearly sensing something was amiss.

He was astonished, originally thinking those three had slain Shi Hao, and were now hiding, studying the Supreme Bone within his body. It turned out that wasn’t the case.

His eyes were unfathomably deep. He did not act immediately but said, “You are merely in the Formation Arrangement Realm, nothing but chickens and dogs in the eyes of a deity, not worth a single strike.”

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“Whoosh!”

He made his move, a single pointing gesture distorted the void, the invisible field expanded, intending to envelop the young man within it.

Shi Hao soared into the sky, retreating ten thousand feet in an instant, distancing himself from the killing ground. He stood in the far space, confronting the deity with a solemn expression, extremely cautious.

With a whoosh, a gale roared as the deity spread his silver wings. Leaving an afterimage in his place, he gave chase. The beating of his wings cracked the mountain peaks below and whipped up numerous boulders, hurling them into the high skies.

It was evident just how terrifying these wings were!

He possessed extreme speed, far surpassing the three deities Shi Hao had seen not long ago, sweeping across the land like a hurricane.

Shi Hao paled as the deity was too fast. He used the seventy-two transformations to turn into the giant Peng bird, and with a Ground-Shrinking Talisman stuck to his body, he fled like a streak of light.

With a swish, the god dressed in pure silver halted in mid-air, his eyes icy cold as he said, “I see. You possess extreme speed, which is why those three couldn’t keep up with you.”

Shi Hao also stopped, maintaining a distance.

“You don’t have the strength to kill three deities. You must have used an external force and lured them into some deadly place with your speed, which is why you’re alive and they’re gone.”

With just a simple probe, the deity had grasped everything, speaking plainly.

Shi Hao was somber; the deity was extremely sharp. With a simple move, he instantly uncovered everything, coming to a very accurate conclusion—it looked like Xiling Realm wouldn’t be of use.

The deity shone brilliantly like the great sun, luminous all over, and said, “One Primordial Marvel-Treasure successfully aroused their greed, all wanting to claim it for themselves, racing after you. Heh, how pitiful.”

Shi Hao sighed. This deity was extremely formidable, not only keen but also very calm. He had grasped everything with equanimity, standing here without revealing a single flaw.

He felt that even if he were to suddenly burst forth with the Undying Golden Body Battle Clothes and ambush, it might not be effective. This deity was formidable.

“Who are you, and what is your background?” asked Shi Hao.

“Heavenly Kingdom, Silver Wing,” was the concise reply.

“Heavenly Kingdom… Blood Sacrifice,” Shi Hao heard and his eyebrows shot up, his eyes filling with blood. Blood Sacrifice was an ancient technique from the Heavenly Kingdom in the higher realms, leading this cross-dimensional operation.

“Boom!”

The man known as Silver Wing erupted with radiance, many times more dazzling than the sun, causing eye pain that prevented direct gazing.

If an ordinary cultivator were to look at him at such a close range, their eyes would undoubtedly be blinded.

Shi Hao retreated, still somewhat affected, the brilliant light pained his eyes and it affected his instincts and perception, significantly hampered.

Most frighteningly, after the most intense burst of light, Silver Wing had vanished from the void, without a trace!

Chills went down his spine. Without thinking, he activated the Kun Peng wings and made a swift escape, not lingering in this area. Coming from the Heavenly Kingdom, skilled in assassination, the deity was surely hidden in the void, waiting to strike at him.

Sure enough, the moment he fled, a vague shadow struck at his afterimage, unleashing a terrifying energy fluctuation, revealing an astonishing method of assassination.

Silver Wing materialized his True Body and did not pursue, only speaking with an indifferent, merciless voice, “Don’t hope I’ll follow you into a death trap.”

Shi Hao naturally didn’t intend to lure him into Xiling Realm and stopped far in the air, facing him off.

“Come and fight,” Silver Wing said plainly.

“You ignited divine flames years ago, and you still have the audacity to say this, challenging me, a mere cultivator, to duel?” Shi Hao scoffed.

Silver Wing said nothing, simply slammed down a palm, and his silver hand covered the heavens, instantly collapsing a mountain peak of the Heaven Mending Pavilion. Many ordinary people building palaces on it exploded into a mist of blood.

“You…” Shi Hao’s rage surged, veins on his forehead throbbing!

“If you dare to flee, I will level everything here, whether it’s The Heaven Mending Pavilion or its people, turning them all to ash. Then I’ll head to Stone Country for a massacre, drenching it in blood, piling it with bones,” Silver Wing said calmly as if narrating a simple matter, cool and composed, standing in the void, “Should you run, I’ll destroy everything you hold dear.”

Shi Hao longed to slash him with a sword and then dismember him piece by piece. Those from the Heavenly Kingdom were indeed cold-blooded, stopping at nothing to achieve their goals.

In essence, the Heavenly Kingdom was an organization of assassins, and the strong who emerged from this power had nothing normal about them; heartlessness and cruelty were their common traits.

“Yang Li, the pangolin, and the Nether Race’s deity, all three of them want the Undying Golden Body Battle Clothes for themselves and need to fight for it. I don’t, there’s only one hunter here. Besides, I don’t want to chase after you and kill you, let’s just fight it out right here!” Silver Wing said coldly.

Shi Hao burst into angry laughter and said, “What do you think you are, pressuring me like this? Why don’t you just say, ‘Kill yourself and offer up the precious garment’?”

“You have the chance for a fair duel. If you don’t want it, I will destroy this place first, then I’ll go on a killing spree in Stone Country, and you’ll live in despair and regret,” Silver Wing said indifferently.

Shi Hao’s gaze was electric, his long hair stood on end, and a flame blazed in his heart, begging to burst forth with his breath. He wished he could slay this deity immediately. This cold-blooded powerhouse from the Heavenly Kingdom wasn’t just all talk; he would indeed do as he said.

“The Heaven Mending Pavilion in the Primeval Times was quite splendid, founded by a forsaken disciple. If I remember correctly, he was ultimately slain by an Overlord from my Heavenly Kingdom,” Silver Wing said.

“What?” Shi Hao was taken aback. The death of Ghost Grandpa had always been a mystery. Today, he had unexpectedly learned such a secret related to the Heavenly Kingdom. No wonder this person had come straight here.

“What slaying? It must have been an ambush by you.” Shi Hao knew the modus operandi of the Heavenly Kingdom; how could they possibly act in a fair and open manner?

“Dead is dead, what does the method matter? It’s a pity that the superior predecessor from my Heavenly Kingdom also perished as a result,” Silver Wing shook his head.

He looked towards the ruins of the Heaven Mending Pavilion and said, “I originally wanted to personally bury this place. I never thought it would have already fallen this far, becoming the past. Let me wipe out the last traces then!”

He raised his hand, intending to crush the ruins of the Heaven Mending Pavilion—to force Shi Hao into battle with him, and to fulfill a wish, to erase this place forever.

Shi Hao let out a long howl; he was left with no choice but to fight. With a clanging sound, he drew a broken sword, pitch black in color, left behind by Ghost Grandpa.

However, he didn’t immediately use the Undying Golden Body Battle Clothes, waiting for an opportunity to counterattack and slay the cold-blooded deity from the Heavenly Kingdom with a critical strike at the key moment.

Before that, though, he could only keep dodging deadly moves. One wrong step and he could be obliterated, body and spirit.

“Shiit!”

Shi Hao slashed with his sword, and dark light surged explosively.

“After I kill you, this chapter will also come to a close. It’s a pity that this achievement is far from as glorious as that of the superior predecessor from my Heavenly Kingdom who beheaded the founder of the Heaven Mending Pavilion, negligible by comparison,” Silver Wing said.

He pinched a sword technique and slashed forward, displaying the profound arts of killing from the Heavenly Kingdom. The runes were enigmatic, emitting a series of wailing sounds, densely filling the void.

“Dang!”

Even though Shi Hao avoided its sharpness and retreated far enough, a streak of Sword Qi still grazed the broken sword slightly. Runes burgeoned and wrapped around it.

He was shocked in his heart; surely, a being who had ignited divine flames was terrifying, casually striking with such power. And the runes from the Heavenly Kingdom were truly oppressive, aiming to bind his weapon and destroy it outright.

Shi Hao flexed his arm, attempting to dissolve the attack.

At that moment, the broken sword suddenly lit up on its own, like a black sun exploding, a majestic aura descended upon the world, shaking all directions.

Unprecedented!

Since Shi Hao took control of this sword, it had never exhibited such a powerful fluctuation, as if an archaic deity had resurrected.

“Boom!”

A figure stepped out from the broken sword, hair grey and disheveled, dressed in ancient robes. It was an old man with eyes sharp as sword beams, piercing deep into one’s soul!

It was Ghost Grandpa, once again manifesting in the world!

But this time it was different from the past; his gaze was bright, without confusion, not mad or delirious but like a Celestial God descending, with a powerful and fearsome presence.

Moreover, the sword that he had inserted into his head was now melting, turning into a terrifying Divine Power, pouring into his body, making him increasingly stronger.

“My obsession has not dissipated, is it because I wanted to settle scores with the Heavenly Kingdom? A pity, this last manifestation, and still, I did not wait for the one I was waiting for,” Ghost Grandpa spoke.

“You’re… that forsaken disciple?” Silver Wing exclaimed, staggering back a few steps.

Shi Hao was also at a loss for words, never expecting Ghost Grandpa to reappear, much less this time with strength beyond imagination, his aura as boundless as the ocean.

“You’re already dead, just a lingering obsession. Our strongest being from the Heavenly Kingdom was able to descend to slay you, and today I can also wipe out your obsession,” Silver Wing shouted.

“A creature that walks in the Dark World, only knowing how to assassinate, also dares to call itself strong,” Ghost Grandpa said calmly.

“Everything gone with death; your brief return to life today is useless. I shall be the one to cut you down,” Silver Wing roared, his body erupting in light, a Killing Sword in his hand glowing a deep red, dripping with blood, swinging with all his might for the strongest strike.

Ghost Grandpa extended his hand and ordered, “Sword, come!”

The broken sword in Shi Hao’s hands flew up and landed in Ghost Grandpa’s grasp. Without any excess movement, he simply cleaved through the air, shattering all the encroaching runes.

Silver Wing’s blood-dripping Killing Sword crumbled in his grasp, and his arm exploded inch by inch into a mist of blood. He screamed in agony, retreating rapidly.

“Merely a false deity who has only ignited divine flames, you dare to speak of erasing the last remnants of this place? Are you worthy?” Ghost Grandpa said serenely.

Such indifference and disengagement filled Silver Wing’s eyes with blood, a crazed killing intent rising, wishing he could howl madly at the sky.

But in the end, he chose to flee. From the Heavenly Kingdom, although cruel and cold-blooded, he understood restraint all too well, intending to vanish into the void and escape.

“Thinking of running away, are you worthy?” Ghost Grandpa’s words were still without ripples, holding the broken sword, he simply sliced through the void. With a puff, Silver Wing stumbled out, his true body revealed, his legs severed, blood flowing copiously, screaming in pain.

Ghost Grandpa was truly different from before; not mad, very normal, and much more powerful—by an incomprehensible amount.

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