Perfect World

Chapter 603: Chapter 603: After Death Chapter 603: Chapter 603: After Death Atop the humble hill, the earthen grave wasn’t large.

Children crying and wailing scattered bunches of pure white wildflowers that lifted in the wind, strikingly vivid as if tears were drifting.

The entire village had come, standing before the grave.

This death parted them forever; they’d never see him again.

Thinking of the Little Tot with his unsteady steps, thinking of the youth with his bright and optimistic nature, everyone’s eyes blurred.

Great sobs surged, ripping through hearts and lungs, startling many birds into flight from the surrounding forests.

“Child, why did you leave us like this?” Clan Leader Shi Yunfeng was in tears, for Shi Hao had been raised by him, yet now he faced the grievous role of an elder burying his junior.

Everyone was weeping, mourning for Shi Hao, who was an orphaned child without father or mother, seemingly alone despite the villagers’ care.

Back then, he especially liked drinking beast milk, perhaps for a lack of security, missing the warmth and affection of parents.

Latter on, he ventured out into the great desolate area alone, and rose in the world.

What he encountered, how many life-and-death dangers he faced, the villagers didn’t know, but they understood there must’ve been many, and it wasn’t easy for him being out there alone.

In the end, he became an emperor, one of the highest authorities in the world, which was almost beyond belief for the villagers.

“Child, you fought your way here, it was so hard.

Finally, you reigned supreme by your own efforts, only to reach the end of your life.”

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The villagers wailed in grief, lamenting the youth’s troubled fate.

Shi Hao fought his way through life, rising on his own, but in the end, he was to die like this, a genuine case of a life cut tragically short.

When the leadership of Stone Country received the news, several old kings trembled, hearts aching deeply.

The imperial palace was shaken to its core, cloaked in white mourning cloth, filled with cries of sorrow.

“What, the Stone Emperor has passed away?”
The news spread far and wide, and all were shaken.

Though the outcome had been anticipated, its confirmation still caused an immense uproar, shocking the whole world.

Little Stone had indeed fallen, with no miracles to intervene.

His life’s trajectory dimmed, severed, he reached its very end.

“Such a pity, a lamentable loss!”
Shi Hao’s death was excessively tragic.

Still young, he had already stood at the pinnacle of the wasteland.

If he had been afforded time, no one knew how high he might have soared.

“Heaven envies the talents.

His departure is not just a loss for Stone Country but for the entire Lower Realm.

Otherwise, he was destined to leave a profound mark in this world.”
“Such a shame, a legend has dimmed, who originally could have soared to the ninth level of heaven.”
The message spread everywhere like a hurricane, quickly becoming common knowledge, causing a massive earthquake.

There was no doubt that Little Stone’s death couldn’t go unnoticed and stirred up a huge commotion.

People everywhere were talking about it, and its impact was enormous.

Stone Country set up an empty casket to allow people to pay their respects.

All the major schools took action and expressed themselves, and countless people came to mourn.

“Stone Emperor, a hero of his time, so young, yet could battle gods…” some Sect Hierarchs sighed.

“To never see you ascend to the higher realms, not witnessing your contest with the Primordial, your brilliance concluded in the Lower Realm, is truly regrettable.” Noble ladies and prodigies from the higher realms came to offer their condolences.

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“Fire Nation arriving!” someone cried out loud.

“Wood Emperor arriving!” Another message spread.

…

This was astonishing because emperors of a nation rarely step into another country’s capital, yet today’s funeral saw such figures appear, and not just one.

In time, people discovered that leaders of some of the superpowers from the eight regions also arrived.

“Supreme Flood Dragon arriving!”
“The Silver Emperor from the ocean race has come!”
“The Venerable Green Vine arriving!”
…

People stood in awe and shock.

Despite several calamities, there were indeed powerhouses who had survived and come to this place; on that day, a dozen or so Venerables appeared, each from differing major regions.

“Young friend, so dazzling, yet left us so soon, making us sigh and lament.

It’s such a pity, we still wanted to see how far you could go.” Another elder arrived in Stone Capital.

Xiao Tian, the nine-headed lion, Xia Youyu, and others were startled, recognizing him.

This was the elder from Southern Meteor Divine Mountain, once a “Divine Being” renowned as Southern Meteor, who had now fallen from his divine state.

That day, too many people had arrived, all of them powerful, stirring admiration.

Although many beings came, no one caused trouble.

Not to mention the mourners, just having a few Venerables of Stone Country standing there was enough to deter any reckless behavior.

People were solemn, realizing that Stone Country had come to loom over the entire realm, commanding respect far and wide, in a time where just having one Venerable in a school was extraordinary!

In fact, the vast majority respected Little Stone genuinely and would not disturb the peace, only a few forces needed to be deterred by this show of strength.

When the national mourning in Stone Capital had ended and calm gradually returned, it was many days later, but people everywhere were still discussing it, regretting Shi Hao’s premature death.

In the higher realms, where Spiritual Energy was dense, within a Divine Garden lush with vegetation, black Demon Kui spread its dark gleam, not just one or two but a whole swath of them.

“All the beings that crossed the realms have died?”
Not far away, upon a tall mountain, within a grand palace, such a voice emerged, causing the Divine Garden to tremble vigorously, with mists surging incessantly.

In another part of the higher realms, where a deathly stillness pervaded, dark mists expanded, and from the Netherworld a cold voice uttered just two words, “Useless!”, assessing the situation.

Afterward, intense fluctuations erupted as if a massive being was turning over; the Netherworld had paid a great price, losing the precious bones of a void Divine Beast, only for it all to be in vain.

In a peaceful realm enveloped in celestial mists with countless Heavenly Palaces, a mighty being with a chilling voice sat within the central Immortal Hall, saying, “How many years has it been since my Heavenly Kingdom has faced such a defeat?”
Creation Academy, occupying vast land, was a haven for talent and spiritual essence, where many young powerhouses sought education.

“Big news, shocking news, powers like Netherworld, Demon Kui Garden, and Heavenly Kingdom have joined forces, plotting against the Lower Realm, and as a result, every creature that went down there has died.”
“Rumor has it, it was all due to a young man who slew their entire force.”
“Have these forces decayed?

This is a disgrace.

But who exactly is this young man?

So formidable that he could slay a group that had ignited divine flames, that’s no small feat.”
Life Academy, several women as divine as the Goddess of Life had at first been laughing, but then they turned solemn and began to discuss this matter.

“It’s truly surprising.

That young man is only fifteen or sixteen years old, and yet he’s so strong, single-handedly slaying six or seven false gods, that’s quite impressive.”
“Alas, now it’s impossible to descend to the Lower Realm; otherwise, had we brought him up, joining our Life Academy, wouldn’t that be even better?”
“If we actually did that, those major powers would harbor resentment; they might even take covert action.”
“What’s there to fear?

In the higher realms, it’s not just those few families calling the shots.

There are plenty of powerhouses around; they wouldn’t dare act recklessly.”
Nine Heavens Divine Institute, situated in the vast sky, also buzzing with a lot of young people discussing.

“Latest news, that young man died in battle.

It’s a pity, although he relied on external forces, having such means is astonishing nonetheless.”
“Even as the upper realms’ Primordials were rising, with prodigies emerging one after another, if he ascended, he would have likely been very remarkable, shining brightly.

It’s too early for him to die.”
“Communicating with the Lower Realm is getting harder and harder.

I feel the two realms are about to be completely severed.”
…

The battle in the Lower Realm had a profound impact, and even some academies and ancient schools in the higher realms knew of it, causing some discussions among a small group of people.

In fact, the communication between the two realms became increasingly difficult, making descending virtually impossible, and for the Lower Realm to ascend, even with ancient paths and Secret Techniques, the difficulty increased manifold!

In the Lower Realm, some people were also discussing.

“We should return, after all, we haven’t found those few great fortunes.”
“Indeed, we should leave, or when the heavenly path is completely cut off, we’ll never have the chance to return.”
These noble women and geniuses of the higher realms were discussing their departure.

The battle against the Heavenly Intent had far-reaching effects, making the natural laws of the heavenly way even stricter, severing various connections between the two realms.

Even ascending from the lower worlds to the upper realms became difficult.

In the past, it was permitted—just travel the several heavenly paths.

As for descending from the higher levels of the upper realms, it has always been restricted, and now it’s even more impossible with the paths being completely severed.

“I’ve got a secret report; Shi Hao’s bones were given away, and did not perish with him,” a noblewoman whispered.

“What?” the others exclaimed in shock.

Although this news was being kept as confidential as possible, after some time, it still leaked out and started to circulate among a small circle, stunning many.

“Immortal Mountain’s Qin Hao…

He successfully transplanted a Supreme Bone?” Bi Gu was shocked.

“Yes, it was very successful, with no discomfort at all.

His vitality is now abundant, and his physique is terrifyingly strong!” Hong Huang confirmed affirmatively.

“It’s amazing.

This must have happened over three months ago, and it’s only coming out now,” Shui Yue murmured.

“To possess two Supreme Bones, is this an attempt to defy the heavens?!” Xuan Ming exclaimed in shock, finding it hard to believe.

“To have two True Bones, how powerful he must be.

Even among his peers in the higher realms, he might be invincible, maybe even ranking in the top ten!” Even the gentle Lan Yu sighed.

The crowd nodded in agreement; in this era, indeed, the upper realms had seen several defying characters, all possessing unimaginable great fortunes, like the one from Immortal Hall, who was an insurmountable mountain for peers of the same age!

Moreover, it’s said that there are still a few mysterious and incredible geniuses hidden in the upper realms that surpass even that one from Immortal Hall, unimaginable for peers, strange and terrifying in strength.

The most important thing is that the upper realms are too vast.

Who knows how many people are still buried in obscurity!

“I was originally optimistic about Shi Hao, but now it seems his younger brother is even stronger.

With two Supreme Bones, his future is boundless!”
The group discussed.

“Let’s meet him, perhaps we can journey back to the upper realms together, as I imagine they won’t stay long either, not with the heavenly path about to close.”
“Let’s go!”
Qin Hao’s successful bone transplantation spread within a limited circle, shocking all quarters, inspiring awe and fear, signaling the rise of an incredibly powerful being for the future.

Noblewomen and geniuses from the upper realms all paid a visit to Immortal Mountain, and their cordial talks indirectly confirmed the truth of the rumors, causing quite a stir.

“Our imperial palace has grown cold; those people had once courted the Stone Emperor.” Peacock King of Light murmured softly.

Since Shi Hao’s fall, those noblewomen and geniuses had come just once and never again.

“That’s quite normal.

His Majesty has perished, Qin Hao is destined to rise, possessing two Supreme Bones, he can look down on his own in the upper realms, and it’s worth courting him,” Peng Jiu sighed.

In Stone Village, the villagers still went on with their lives, but couldn’t help feeling extra sorrowful whenever they thought of Shi Hao.

More than three months had passed, and around Shi Hao’s earthen grave, the vegetation had already grown tall.

A few days ago, the villagers had burned a lot of paper money there because it was exactly one hundred days since.

“This low mountain seems to have more Spiritual Energy; could it be because Little Hao is buried here?” Shi Linhu was somewhat surprised and uncertain.

“I really wish the kid could come back to life.” Shi Feijiao sighed, feeling melancholic.

During this time, villagers would come here now and then.

In the end, they just shook their heads and walked down the mountain.

(To be continued.

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