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Chapter 619: Chapter 619: Higher Realms Chapter 619: Chapter 619: Higher Realms Stepping onto this path meant no turning back, all connections with the Lower Realm would be severed!

The road was long, traversing through space, hazy as if crossing the rivers of time.

In a trance, stars twinkled and galaxies spun, the scenery ethereal and uncertain, causing astonishment and doubt.

“Boom!”
Suddenly, the path shook violently, the galactic visions vanished, and various characters flashed chaotically.

“Not good!” Divine Striking Stone screamed.

It had a bad premonition that the path was about to break, and the “world walls” around it cracked like porcelain.

A surge of spatial energy came rushing by, grazing past Shi Hao’s temples, cutting off a section of his black hair, narrowly missing his head.

“Woooo…” A strange howling sounded as the world walls cracked and violent energies surged.

Shi Hao sprinted, a pair of giant Peng wings appeared on his back, their flapping increasing his speed to the utmost as he advanced on the breaking path.

“Whoosh!”
A stream of light flew by, carrying chaotic mist, flashing with characters, splendidly bright.

Shi Hao tried to dodge, but the character-light was too dense.

Even though he contorted his body at unbelievable angles, his shoulder was still grazed.

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“Spurt,” a spray of blood erupted.

With his tough body, ordinary Magic Artifacts could not even scratch him, but now he was injured.

“Run for it, we must break through or we face total doom,” Divine Striking Stone yelled.

More and more cracks appeared in the void corridor, about to collapse—a catastrophe was imminent.

Without a doubt, this was caused by the collapse of the Lower Realm’s transport formation.

Since the titans of the higher realms “waged war on heaven”, dire consequences ensued, severing the two worlds.

Even with transport formations, severe backlash occurred, Heaven and Earth Laws intervened, easily destroying the formations.

Half a year ago, it might have been safe, but in recent months it had become increasingly dangerous—the fundamental reason why the heavenly road was cut off and the transport formations shattered.

Once a formation was used, it was as good as destroyed.

And now, having just started using it, Shi Hao faced crisis!

“Slash!”
Another stream of light came, shrouded in a hazy mist, the mysterious power of the characters terrifying.

Shi Hao dodged left and right with astonishing agility.

However, his neck was still nicked, blood gushing out, almost severing his head—a narrow escape indeed!

Hum!

The void quivered, the corridor cracked further, more energies surged, countless lights streamed, the situation grew more dire.

Shi Hao leaped and ran quickly, the divine wings on his back flapped continuously, casting him forward like drifting light, navigating through chaotic energy streams, perilously evading.

Fortunately, the most dangerous primal chaos rifts spread without touching him, or his situation would have been perilous.

“We’re close, just a short distance to the exit, we’re about to enter the higher realms,” Divine Striking Stone said.

However, at that very moment, a loud bang sounded, the void became unstable, rapidly fracturing, characters bloomed—things got incredibly bad.

“How to avoid this?” Divine Striking Stone was taken aback, slipping out of Shi Hao’s hair and into his embrace to avoid danger.

“Boom!”
Sheets of characters surged, and simultaneously, terrifying light of primal chaos interwoven in the void struck down.

Great Void Slash!

This energy was extremely terrifying; if struck, not just the Venerable, even a being who had ignited divine flames would perish instantly, split asunder.

“Open!”
Shi Hao evaded the Great Void Slash, opened the bronze precious box and rushed inside, maneuvering the bronze to pass through the character zone.

Loud explosions sounded, the void cracked, characters flooded the sky, and the corridor completely collapsed, creating a terrifyingly chaotic energy flow.

In the Xiling Realm, the bronze precious box had already been damaged, and when Shi Hao self-destructed his Supreme Bone, it was injured again.

As it weathered this assault, it began to disintegrate.

“It’s breaking!” Divine Striking Stone cried out in alarm.

The bronze precious box split into four, some characters rushed in amidst various lights, looking extremely frightening.

Shi Hao’s face changed color.

He took out the Stone Cauldron, although it had lost three legs, its body remained.

It was a True God Divine Instrument with astounding defensive power, encapsulating his body.

“Boom!”
Terrifying energy impact hit the cauldron, producing brilliant halos like flames burning.

This cauldron began to crack, spreading quickly, on the verge of exploding.

Shi Hao was in dire straits, taking out the Demon-Subduing Pestle to protect himself and defend.

The void trembled, characters surged chaotically, blinding light burnt, and the broken cauldron flew out from the destroyed corridor, crashing into the ground.

Boom!

A massive noise, the earth shook and quaked, a great explosion occurred, myriad halos rose, the Divine Cauldron shattered, strong energies blasted in all directions.

Around it, small hills collapsed, boulders tumbled, grass and trees snapped; a vast pit appeared on the spot.

And on the ground, crack after crack spread outward, looking terrifyingly immense, as if meteorites from beyond had descended here.

At the pit’s bottom, a large expanse of blood was visible.

Shi Hao lay there, his body twisted and deformed, suffering extreme injuries, with most of his bones broken.

Not far away, a mountain broke off halfway down, and a bone pestle lay horizontally there, dim and lightless.

“I’m in so much pain,” the Divine Striking Stone screamed.

It had not escaped disaster; it took several blows of the void characters for Shi Hao’s chest, causing itself to crack.

It was nearly broken.

Shi Hao struggled to open his eyes, his whole body in severe pain.

Any slight movement caused Divine Power to chaotically surge, and his body to spew blood outward.

The wounds were too severe.

“We survived,” he said weakly, not hoping for anything else.

Just surviving was quite good, a cause for gratitude.

Shi Hao tried to sit up and found it difficult.

His bones were all broken, and blood spilled everywhere, turning the soil into a bloody mud.

As for his body, it was even more ragged.

And in many places, broken bones were showing, even more serious than he had imagined!

“Dang!”
A jar fell from his bosom, frigid cold and striking.

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It was the divine ice container that had sealed the Emperor Butterfly in years past.

It was unscathed, and with a flash of gold light, the Emperor Butterfly flew out.

“Why am I so unlucky?” the Divine Striking Stone howled in pain upon seeing this.

“Are we in the higher realms, or have we failed and fallen back to the Lower Realm?” Shi Hao mumbled to himself.

He clenched his teeth and forcibly circulated Divine Power to heal his injuries, aligning all the broken bones and stopping the bleeding.

Only then did he manage to sit up with difficulty.

He silently sensed that the Spiritual Energy in the world around him was incredibly rich, continuously flowing into his body.

The nearby mountains were exquisite, with glowing waterfalls and mists rising up.

“It must be the higher realms,” he judged, because the Lower Realm could not possibly have so much Spiritual Energy.

“We made it, awoo…” the Divine Striking Stone shouted weirdly.

It was also excited, having made it up here by following the heavenly path after so much suffering.

The situation was extremely perilous just moments ago; they were nearly obliterated.

Even so, it still destroyed the bronze precious box and a Divine Cauldron.

Surviving a disaster, this feeling was exhausting yet also a relief.

The Emperor Butterfly flapped its wings of light, wrapping the Demon-Subduing Treasure Pestle with characters and bringing it back.

Shi Hao grimaced in pain and made a slight movement, causing blood to surge from his body.

Some items hidden in the ten cave heavens fell out, and he was temporarily unable to retrieve them.

He vaguely perceived a kind of suppression, facing an inexplicable pressure from the natural laws.

“Is this the full Heaven and Earth Laws?

The road in the Lower Realm is incomplete, the laws are not whole, but it is different here,” Shi Hao felt the changes immediately.

After resting for half an hour, Shi Hao barely managed to stand up.

He swung the bone pestle to fill the large pit and erased other nearby traces.

“Finally made it to the higher realms.

Am I like a stowaway?” he said with a forced smile through the pain.

It was very quiet here; he hadn’t seen a single beast, and the stench of blood hadn’t attracted any trouble, which seemed odd to him.

Suddenly, he sensed something amiss, smelling a unique fragrance, and his body felt slightly unwell.

“There’s something strange,” Shi Hao shakily said, holding the Demon-Subduing Pestle, wanting to leave this mountainous region as quickly as possible.

“Is this…

mushrooms?” He was quite surprised when, walking out of the mountainous region, he saw a stretch of huge mushrooms, each as tall as a house, colorful, and exuding a glow like the light of dawn.

Beneath the mushrooms, there were many skeletons, a white expanse, marking a dangerous place!

“We need to get out of here fast,” the Divine Striking Stone urged.

Shi Hao forcibly circulated Divine Power and took to the air, nearly stumbling and falling, which startled him.

“The Heaven and Earth Laws are oppressively suppressive!” His heart trembled; it was almost like he was not in the Venerable Realm, his cultivation seeming almost incapacitated.

He found that he could barely fly, partly because of severe injuries and partly because of the intense suppression of the road.

It was truly startling; no wonder some noblewomen and geniuses went to the Lower Realm for tempering, as it offered an experience free from constraints.

Suddenly, the clusters of mushrooms shone, emitting brilliant, multicolored light that spread into the high sky.

“This eerie light can corrode Divine Power,” Shi Hao said, his face changing as he quickly operated characters to cover his body, avoiding any accidents.

His injuries were severe; forcing himself to operate like this, he immediately broke out into a cold sweat.

Meanwhile, the light from those strange mushrooms grew even stronger, and a misty light fog rose up, swirling towards him.

“I won’t hold it against you,” he said.

He was injured and didn’t want to delay here.

Although the mushrooms were odd, they did not seem to possess intelligence and weren’t worth battling.

Shi Hao steered the Demon-Subduing Pestle and forcefully broke through, flying out for tens of miles before he managed to escape that bizarre area.

“Space characters are really insidious, even I’m finding them difficult to deal with,” Shi Hao muttered pale-faced.

He had been injured in the void channel, and his Primal Qi had been greatly damaged.

Even now, some characters had yet to disappear from his body, flickering within his bones and flesh.

However, it wasn’t a big problem; with some rest, he would recover.

Afterward, he flew another hundred miles, feeling rather tired, and landed.

“There’s a road here; there must be people nearby,” Shi Hao had just finished musing when he heard voices.

He saw a mount – it was a gigantic snail moving very fast.

Sitting atop its shell were about twenty people, young and old, chatting and laughing.

Shi Hao had a rather odd expression; to use a snail as a mount was truly unconventional.

Apart from these people, there were also plenty of hunts on the snail – wild elephants several meters long, tigers five or six meters long, and gigantic snakes tens of meters long.

This group appeared to be hunters – some wielded Wolf Fang Poles, others carried black giant bows, and they were dressed in animal skin clothes, half-naked, looking very rough and rugged.

Moreover, there were some teenagers, only about ten or so, accompanying the group, obviously to gain experience and train their courage.

“There’s a person over there, badly hurt,” a child called out.

The people looked over, and at that moment, Shi Hao lay slumped over a piece of limestone, covered in blood, looking very pitiful.

“He’s badly injured; let’s bring him back to the village for treatment,” a middle-aged man jumped off the snail and quickly approached.

Shi Hao’s heart stirred.

His knowledge of the higher realms was limited; perhaps he could go back with these people and start to learn a bit about the situation.

(To be continued.

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