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Chapter 598: Chapter 598: All Religions Arrive Chapter 598: Chapter 598: All Religions Arrive In the meantime, behind the three venerables, all the imperial title-holders drew their weapons, one after another, their armors gleaming, their divine artifacts chillingly sharp, radiating formidable intent to kill.

These were such fearsome combatants that any one of them could be an emperor in a territory today, all of them top-level warriors.

Together, they made Immortal Mountain seem dull and lackluster.

“You bully Stone Country, insult our Stone Emperor, you indeed deserve to die!” a middle-aged imperial title-holder said coldly, his personality explosive.

He pointed to a Sky Art Halberd, and with a boom, took the initiative to strike, chopping forward.

When it came to this point, the elders of Immortal Mountain actually felt intimidated and swiftly dodged.

The main reason was that the other side was too overbearing; with the three venerables in the lead, commanding a group of noble warriors, they could probably annihilate them.

“Boom!”
The golden halberd’s edge swept out, sending those who dodged flying.

A massive palace instantly shattered into dust.

“You’ve gone too far!” an elder from the Qin Clan roared, yet his momentum was clearly not as strong as before.

His heart was not confident that if a war broke out, Immortal Mountain would have the upper hand.

They had only one Venerable, and although there were arrays they could utilize, what level of magic artifacts were those few holding in their hands?

The divine artifacts in the hands of the three venerables shone like the blazing sun, emitting the aura of divine spirits, a terrifying fluctuation rippling through.

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Although the National Guardian Divine Halberd and a Golden Divine Sword had been damaged in Shi Hao’s last battle, Stone Country still had other divine-grade artifacts, which were brought out this time!

The expression of the Venerable from the Qin Clan turned grim.

Immortal Mountain naturally also possessed such divine artifacts, but with only one person to activate them, how could they compare?

Especially since the array here had been all but destroyed during the previous great battle.

Even if fully activated, it was doubtful they could hold off the three venerables wielding divine-grade artifacts.

“Insulting the Shi Clan, today we demand an explanation.

Without a satisfactory one, wiping out your line today is of little concern!” the War King said coldly.

“If the Stone Emperor were unharmed, would you dare?

You’ve forgotten who toppled Immortal Mountain back in the day!” the Peng King said without emotion, twisting the knife.

As he spoke, he clenched his hand tightly, and the old woman screamed in agony as countless of her bones broke, then she was thrown to the ground.

“You…” The old woman’s face turned yellow and she fainted straight away, her cultivation nearly destroyed!

“Without giving us a satisfactory explanation, then let’s fight.

Who is Stone Country afraid of!” the Peacock King of Light spoke up, who, although over a hundred years of age, was still spirited and domineering after breaking through to the Venerable Realm.

“You…” The few elders from the Qin Clan were choked with anger and somewhat regretful.

That such a secret Curse Bowl had gone undetected even by Venerables, being exposed now left them desperate.

The reason for this was that they truly feared that the couple Shi Ziling would directly infuse the Immortal Bone into Shi Hao’s body, therefore they desperately hoped for his death and took a huge risk.

In the end, they clenched their teeth and pushed forward an old servant with exceptional cultivation, claiming everything was his own initiative, done covertly.

This was clearly a scapegoat, and no one would believe it.

But it was enough to make the Qin people’s faces look ugly.

When had they ever been pushed to such a point?

Today, without any reasonable explanation and their combat power not matching up—a predicament they had never experienced in the past!

Such restraint, offering up a scapegoat, felt like a slap in the face.

Every person’s face burned, their hearts ablaze with fury, too difficult to endure.

Because they were Immortal Mountain, once always overlooking the eight regions, gazing down at all the great dynasties.

But today, they were slapped in the face so publicly and forced into this position.

Just then, footsteps resonated, and a cluster of silver light appeared on the path, drawing near unhurriedly, exuding a powerful and sacred presence.

A youth walked forward, dressed in silver shining armor, exuding a heroic vigor, his divine radiance hard to describe as anything but godly, like a young Celestial God descending from the ninth level of heaven.

It was Qin Hao.

In his hands, he held a silver Battle Halberd, pointing forward, his divine might inviolable!

His gaze was profound as he said, “Wanting a battle, are we scared of you?

Let’s see who will extinguish the Tao here!”
“Hmph!”
The nobles of Stone Country snorted coldly, not at all intimidated by a mere youth.

Qin Hao, clad in a divine spirit vestment robe, and at that moment, his chest glowed, characters forming patches of shining silver, utterly sacred.

Yet the fluctuation that it emitted was terrifyingly astonishing!

The War King, Peng King, and others were naturally unafraid, but they had come to realize that this time, the young man might need to be the salvation of Shi Hao.

Therefore, they did not respond or react angrily.

Shi Ziling and his wife sighed; their second son had arrived, obliging them to rise to their feet to mediate and forestall any further stiffening of the situation.

“Slap!”
Peng Jiu made his move, striking the scapegoat with a palm, shattering it to pieces, with crimson blood splattering everywhere.

At this moment, Qin Hao’s expression froze.

On the opposite side, all members of the Qin Clan turned pale, their foreheads throbbing with veins, but ultimately, they endured it.

This slap was as if it had struck each of their faces.

It was at this time that Shi Hao regained consciousness, opened his eyes, and looked at everyone.

Weakly, he spoke, “Father, Mother, I do not want the Immortal Bone.

If this is the case, I would rather die immediately!”
He looked toward the War King, Peng King, and others, saying, “Escort me… back to Stone Country.”
“Infant!” Qin Yining caught his hand, unwilling to let him leave.

Shi Hao weakly consoled, “Mother, don’t cry.

Thank you for bringing me up, but I can no longer repay you.

Truly, I do not want my brother’s bone… After experiencing this, how could I allow him to endure the same!”
Qin Yining cried bitterly, overcome with sadness.

Shi Ziling clenched his fists and roared in a low voice.

This was one of life’s difficult choices, a decision too hard for anyone to make.

“War King, Peng King, help me up,” Shi Hao said, his eyes lacking their usual brilliance and no longer radiating youthful vigor.

His illness was severe.

Several of the old kings helped him up, guarding him at the side.

“I have already seen my father and mother, and I feel very warm here, with no regrets,” Shi Hao whispered softly to his parents, the corners of his mouth stained with blood.

He then turned his head to look at the old kings and said, “I have two last wishes.

One is to return to Stone Country for a visit, and the second is to be buried not far from Stone Village.

I want to stay near there.”
“Your Majesty!” The War King and others were heartbroken.

This was once the most astonishing youth in the world, and yet he had fallen to such a state.

It pained the heart, for he should have been resplendent and soared to the ninth level of heaven, but instead, he faced an early demise.

“Your Majesty, you can certainly recover.”
“We don’t know where Stone Village is, a place isolated from the outside world, but we think the light wind will appear soon.”
They did not know how to comfort him, and the imperial titles also stepped forward, looking at him with great sorrow.

“He was destined to be revered in the world, unchallenged by any.

Why has it come to this?!” They all felt an unwillingness, furious for Shi Hao, filled with regret.

“Let’s go, back to Stone Country,” Shi Hao said softly, but soon he fainted, too weak to maintain consciousness.

“Don’t move him; in his current state, he cannot possibly traverse the void.

He wouldn’t withstand the strain,” Shi Ziling said, stopping everyone.

The War King, Peacock King of Light, and others nodded in agreement.

Shi Hao was too weak to be taken along; he might very well die on the way.

Eventually, half of the Holy Pill was dissolved into fragrant fluid and poured into Shi Hao’s mouth.

The Venerable One took action, helping him refine the medicine’s power and heal his injuries.

At dawn, sunlight spilled over the landscape, brimming with vibrancy.

Shi Hao woke up, looked at the courtyard full of morning glow, and sighed quietly, remaining silent.

Everyone was thrilled; he seemed to have improved slightly, which left the Divine Doctor Zhang Zhong bewildered.

“Report, visitors have arrived!”
At that moment, the people of Immortal Mountain received another report; someone had come to pay their respects and wished to enter the mountain gate.

“Who is it?” the members of the Qin Clan frowned, feeling helpless.

“It’s people from the Desolate Region!”
“Let them in.”
Soon after, disciples from the Heaven Mending Pavilion such as Xia Youyu, Xiao Tian, Zhou Yuhao, Yan Xin, and many others arrived together.

Although their inheritance had been scattered, quite a few had survived.

Hearing about Shi Hao’s great misfortune, these people trembled.

Even someone as powerful as Little Stone, who should have had a limitless and glorious future, was going to perish, which they found hard to accept.

It was all thanks to Shi Hao’s strong rise and his sweeping defeat of several great foes, including the Beast Mountain of Xiling, that the Heaven Mending Pavilion could be rebuilt.

Dozens of people came crossing over, wanting to see him.

“You’re here…” Shi Hao gave a weak smile, but his complexion was terrible, causing a sigh of regret.

The once spirited, proud young man had come to this, obviously with not much life left.

“You will get better!” the crowd whispered, truly unable to bear watching him die, all feeling very sorrowful.

“Report, there are visitors at the mountain gate,” the higher-ups of Immortal Mountain were informed again.

Quickly, creatures Shi Hao had met at the Hundred Shattered Mountains like the nine-headed lion, Flame Crow, Five-colored Phoenix Bird, and others arrived.

Additionally, the Nine Spirit Emperor, the grandfather of the nine-headed lion, was there too.

They looked at each other with sadness, all powerless to help Shi Hao.

“Being able to see all of you one last time makes me very happy,” said Shi Hao.

His smile was radiant amid the dawn light despite his lack of color.

“The Fire Country Prince has arrived!”
“The Sect Hierarch of Grand Mystery has arrived!”
“The elder clan leader of the Feather Tribe has arrived!”
“The king of the spirit race has visited!”
“The Venerable One, Supreme Flood Dragon from the ocean race, has arrived!”
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In the half-day that followed, the mountain gate of Immortal Mountain was nearly broken through.

People from all the major powers kept coming to see Little Stone one last time to bid him farewell.

There were countless heritages, perhaps totaling in the thousands, maybe even over ten thousand!

Not only were there Imperial Titles, but there were also some Venerables.

Those who had escaped the great disaster were grateful for Shi Hao’s deeds.

Without him, everyone knew the Lower Realm was destined for great chaos, and they would all have suffered.

In addition to land-based powerhouses, even cultivators from the ocean race had arrived.

That day, the visitors were non-stop.

There were so many people that Immortal Mountain’s dwellings could barely accommodate them all.

It was certainly a sight to behold, a measure of respect few could enjoy.

Everyone was shocked.

Little Stone’s influence was beyond imagination, even causing the Qin Clan to feel apprehensive.

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This time, by eliminating the Seven Gods, Shi Hao earned the gratitude of many great forces.

Everyone understood that, without him, a catastrophe would have come soon, and all sects would have to obey the orders of Divine Spirits.

Unfortunately, Shi Hao was going to perish.

Although today was a grand occasion, it was not a joyous event.

His dazzling presence would die too early, causing many to sigh with regret.

There were simply too many people.

In the end, Shi Ziling, the War King, Peng Jiu, and others had to block further visits to avoid seriously impacting Shi Hao’s condition.

Throughout the entire day, people kept arriving.

Immortal Mountain was overwhelmed with visitors, most of whom had come to see Shi Hao, although a few were curious about whether he would really perish.

By evening, Shi Hao’s courtyard was quiet again, ordinary people could no longer get close, they were all blocked.

“Stone Emperor, you are ill, and nobody can tell what the ultimate outcome will be.

Why not take this opportunity to inscribe the Kun Peng treasure technique?

Otherwise, it might be lost.”
The administrators of Immortal Mountain were allowed to come and visit, being the landowners after all, but they were closely monitored by the War King, Shi Ziling, and others.

At this point, an elder from the Qin Clan spoke up.

“What do you mean by that?!” Peng Jiu stood up abruptly, glaring angrily.

The Peacock King of Light was also furious and said, “The Stone Emperor is unconscious most of the time, only occasionally awake, constantly coughing up blood.

With him in this state, you dare to have such designs, to make him exhaust his mental energy on such complex and profound characters, you want to force him to die immediately?!”
“Your Qin Clan really knows how to play its cards!” The War King’s face darkened with raging fury, knowing full well that the Qin Clan indeed wanted Shi Hao to pass the supreme treasure technique to Qin Hao.

The old kings had been holding back because they indeed wanted to use that Immortal Bone to cure Shi Hao.

Having to ask for help, they would have lost their temper long ago otherwise.

Upon hearing this, Shi Hao paused slightly and gestured with his hand for them to not get angry, sighing, “I’ve been negligent, always unconscious, and even when I’m briefly lucid, I don’t have enough mental focus.” He paused momentarily, then said, “Bring the precious bone, I need to inscribe the Kun Peng’s technique.”
“Your Majesty!” the War King and Peng King both panicked.

The Kun Peng’s technique was incredibly complex and unfathomable; it couldn’t be inscribed carelessly.

It must be known that when Shi Hao observed this technique in the Northern Sea Kun Peng nest, he spent several days to memorize those stars-like complex imprints.

Now, in his condition, if he were to forcefully inscribe this technique, he would surely exhaust himself to death.

“Infant, you mustn’t!” Shi Ziling and his wife tried to stop him, insisting that he not do this.

“I have made up my mind,” Shi Hao shook his head, wanting to leave behind this technique for Stone Country, and also to take a part back to Stone Village.

Although the Willow Deity had also mastered it, stepping through that bone gate, its current whereabouts and even whether it was still alive were unknown.

He didn’t want the Kun Peng’s technique to be lost to time; he wanted it to remain in this world.

The bone was brought, and no one could stop Shi Hao.

In the twilight, he pushed everyone back, no one able to stop him as he concentrated on inscribing.

When Shi Ziling entered, he found blood all over Shi Hao’s chest and immediately shouted, forcibly stopping him.

“Your Majesty!” Several old kings trembled with emotion, all vehemently opposing and stopping him from continuing.

“I’m not in good condition; I always pass out.

It seems that even if I give my all, in the end, I can only inscribe half of its true meaning,” Shi Hao sighed lightly.

As dusk fell, Immortal Mountain fell into chaos, because this time, another group of people arrived, numbering over a hundred, yelling and rushing toward Shi Hao’s courtyard.

“Clan Leader Grandfather!” Shi Hao dropped the bone in his hand, eyes blurry and nose sour—people from Stone Village had arrived, nearly the whole village had come.

Leading them was Patriarch Shi Yunfeng, and following were Shi Feijiao, Shi Linhu, light wind, monkeys, Shi Dazhuang, and many other uncles, as well as some aunts.

Such a group of people, all tearfully noisy, filled the courtyard, with only a portion able to enter the house.

“Child, you’ve suffered, let’s go home,” the old Clan Leader trembled, stroking his head, just as he had when Shi Hao was small.

“We can’t just wait for death if we don’t get treatment here; we go back to the village, we can definitely cure you!” Er Meng raged, speaking thoughtlessly.

“The Clan Leader said, we have many Ancestral Artifacts in our village.

If we stew all those old items from every household in the cauldrons, maybe we can boil up some Immortal Pill liquid.

We’re going back, not staying here!” Shi Dazhuang also roared.

Shi Hao, hearing these words, wanted to laugh but his eyes were blurry, as warm tears slid down.

Clearly, after Er Meng and Shi Dazhuang arrived at Immortal Mountain, they heard some rumors from those Imperial Titles.

“Let’s go home, child, let’s go home!” Shi Linhu said with tears in his eyes.

Shi Hao was smiling, yet tears were falling.

His heart felt warm, but also filled with reluctance.

He said, “Okay, let’s go back.

Back to Stone Village, I miss all of you.”
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