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Chapter 625: Chapter 625 Silver Phoenix Chapter 625: Chapter 625 Silver Phoenix The young adults of the Immortal Hall left their peers in despair, unreachable like an immovable mountain standing tall.

Yet, there were always rumors in the higher realms that there were a few individuals hidden in this world who could match him; could the man meditating in the void be one of them?

Golden lamps cast their glow, characters flowed, engulfing the mysterious man sitting cross-legged like an eternal Divine Statue, his aura majestic.

“Shi!”
At last, the young adult from the Immortal Hall raised the Battle Halberd in his hand, pointing it forward, aiming at the mysterious man under the golden lamp, and unleashed immortal Divine Power.

Everyone was shocked and quickly retreated; the confrontation changed, and both sides were about to fight.

The mysterious man remained seated, but the golden lamp on his shoulder brightened significantly, the wick flickering, taking shape into a little figure that began to chant scriptures.

“Come, fight with me!” the young adult from the Immortal Hall said with a deep voice.

His body glowed, his true face unseen, his long hair fluttering about, his powerful aura surged.

“Make your move!” said the mysterious man seated in the void on the other side of the mountain, calm and composed.

Dong!

The Void Halberd was indeed fearsome; with a slight tremor, it split the sky and spread rapidly forward, unleashing immeasurable divine abilities, equivalent to a strike of Void Slash!

Everyone’s expression changed.

Although Beast Bones of the Void could traverse space, that didn’t mean they could utilize Void Divine Powers like this.

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This halberd was extraordinary, a priceless treasure for sure.

As the Void Slash approached, a dim brilliance flowed, its might shocking!

The mysterious man remained as immovable as a mountain, only the golden lamp on his shoulder flickered, bursting forth with strands of characters, blocking the strike, smoothing over the void.

“How powerful, absolutely shocking!

What kind of Magic Artifact is this?” People were terrified—the golden lamp was immensely powerful, a match for the Void Halberd.

Dong!

The void quivered like a shaking canvas, the young adult from the Immortal Hall moved swiftly, wielding the Void Halberd as he arrived up close, chopping down fiercely.

He had the credentials; his domineering aura was unparalleled, having directly cleaved several prodigies in the past, blood drenched; he could look down on his peers and be arrogant in his generation.

However, today he met his match.

The seated man stood up, his movements filled with dao rhythm, his hands forming symbols, while the golden lamp even descended, appearing between those palm symbols, bursting with immeasurable light.

“Dong!”
This was a battle of the ages, representing the pinnacle of their generation, shaking mountains and valleys into echoing, the heavens thundering relentlessly, endless flowers of the great road blossoming in the heavens.

Many people covered their ears, fleeing rapidly into the distance, the sound of the dao too horrifying, causing bleeding from the ears of many strong beings, a terrifying phenomenon!

Shi Hao squinted his eyes, expressionless, standing among the crowd watching; these two were a few years older than him, their realms higher, Primordial complete, about to ignite divine flames.

“Indeed powerful, they are the unparalleled masters of their realm!” That was Shi Hao’s assessment, and he was rarely this formal.

The young adult from the Immortal Hall was unstoppable, energy between his lips and nose billowing, his innate essence incredibly dense, bursting out with each breath.

Dong!

He swung the halberd, sweeping through thousands, the very void being cleaved, changing the expressions of several Primordial beings nearby!

The mysterious man across from him joined his hands, a True Dragon appearing now and then, its head raised in a roar, bursting forth with heaven-shaking divine majesty, dong, the treasure brilliance vast!

“What?” Many exclaimed, even such a precious technique had been displayed, too horrifying.

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“It might be the complete True Dragon Precious Art!” Someone whispered, shockingly awe-stricken.

Everyone widened their eyes, hardly believing, feeling their souls tremble under that might, forced to submit and worship.

The True Dragon raised its head, coiling around the golden lamp, meeting the onslaught, mending the void fissures, clashing with the Battle Halberd, dao light vast, dragons were chanting across the nine heavens.

Hurricanes roared, auspicious light infinite, both powerhouses retreated explosively and then stared at each other, their expressions immensely serious.

At last, they rushed towards each other once more, each displaying world-shocking techniques, their divine might awe-inspiring.

The young adult from the Immortal Hall’s body glowed, characters spreading like ripples, mysterious and powerful, enhancing the Battle Halberd, making him the bravest of his generation.

“Immortal Dao Treasure Technique?” someone cried out, feeling the Heaven and Earth Laws had changed, leaving them powerless to resist.

Being so far yet feeling this way, how could one not be shocked?

Rumors say that the Immortal Hall, with mysterious origins, holds the highest natural laws, ancient heritage.

Ever since ancient times, anyone emerging from this hall was unmatched worldwide!

Dragons were chanting, ear-splitting; the mysterious man across waved his hands, a True Dragon leaping, seemingly about to shatter heaven and earth, detaching beyond the nine heavens, its divine majesty unparalleled.

Indeed, this was a clash of dragons and tigers, as soon as the two contacted, it was that intense, directly charging into the clouds.

In an instant, divine light suffused, dispersing the clouds in all directions, only the precious techniques dazzling, characters infinite; this was a rare worldwide great battle.

Shi Hao’s eyes twinkled, murmuring to himself, “Both their bodies contain massive amounts of Divine Power, an astonishing accumulation; they should have broken through this realm and ignited divine flames long ago, yet they deliberately withhold that step.”
He figured it out.

These two had grand ambitions, once lighting the divine flames, that would be an endless explosion, surpassing all of the same realm, intentionally suppressing themselves, fortifying darmata to flawless perfection!

“Lucky to witness the True Dragon Precious Art, this life is without regret.”
“The secret technique of the Immortal Hall has appeared in this world, a glimpse of what’s barely, not coming here in vain!”
People discussed, all very excited; although they couldn’t clearly understand the two precious techniques, just a glimpse excited and trembled them immensely.

“Little Chan Chan, how about we exchange a few moves as well?” the witch teased, her big eyes sparkling, her black dress fluttering, framing her perfect body even more attractively.

She pointed at the main body of Fairy Yue Chan, determined to battle her, without a doubt, they were archenemies, bound to never resolve their feud either in the Lower Realm or the higher realms.

“Then let’s fight,” Yue Chan said as she prepared for battle.

The two most beautiful women charged at each other, graceful and transcendent.

They struck, and a grand battle erupted, equally astonishing.

Everyone felt their trip was worthwhile, if for nothing else, just for this monumental battle that dazzled and inspired awe.

Lightning Child arrived, his expression placid, but he clenched his fists from time to time, with flashes of lightning streaking across the sky, clearly showing his desire to join the fight.

There was also Zhen Gu, bearing a pair of golden wings, his body radiating golden light.

His fighting spirit soared to a peak, wishing to join the fray.

In his palm, a trace of Coagulated Blood emerged, eager to pierce through everything!

On the other side, Teng Yi was seated in meditation, with a huge sun behind him emitting boundless light, enveloping his body as he watched the battle intently.

Besides him, several Primordials also watched, their expressions aloof.

“I really want to capture them all,” Shi Hao muttered to himself, his eyes heating up as he looked at the Void Halberd, then shifting his gaze to some who were bound to become enemies, mumbling, “Aren’t we all from the human race, don’t provoke me, otherwise I’ll devour you all in the future!”
As for now?

He could only watch.

These people were not to be trifled with, and if word got out that he was still alive and had reached the higher realms, he expected that places like Netherworld, Demon Kui Garden, Immortal Mountain, Heavenly Kingdom, and Immortal Hall might dispatch True Gods to kill him.

“Boom!”
The Successor of Immortal Hall and that mysterious man exchanged their final blows, both stepping back, not striking again, and instead looking towards the nearby people, mutually agreeing to cease their battle.

In reality, at their level, everyone belonged to those who were hard to defeat, and would not easily seek to determine life or death, but today was just a preliminary gauge of each other’s strength.

The witch and Fairy Yue Chan also separated, stopping their fight.

After a brief standoff, they each retreated, the great battle concluding.

However, the audience was excited, knowing that a world-shaking battle was impending.

They were now just acquainting themselves with their opponents.

“We must eventually determine who is superior!”
The crowd dispersed, but their interest hadn’t waned, continuing to search for the silver-haired woman.

It was rumored that the periphery had been sealed off, many anticipated that the silver-haired woman hadn’t managed to escape, and was hiding in this area to recuperate.

Shi Hao lingered near the mountains for several days, encountering a few Primordials, but he didn’t engage, as it wasn’t worth the trouble.

Zhu Village, peaceful, not far away there was a stone cliff, where silver light shimmered, and the sound of birds echoed periodically.

“Ah!” Faint yet distinct, Shi Hao sensed a dense Spiritual Energy coming from that cliff.

This place was adjacent to Zhu Village.

Generally speaking, strong fighters wouldn’t come here—there was a certain restraint as they wouldn’t recklessly destroy a tribe.

“There’s a nest of Silver-Winged Birds there, very powerful, the adult ones on par with the Great Guardian Spirit of our village,” a young boy told Shi Hao.

Silver-Winged Birds were considered formidable predatory birds.

Though they built their nests so close to Zhu Village, they had always coexisted peacefully without conflicts.

These birds, having gained spirituality, were cautious about slaughtering large numbers of the human race.

“There seems to be some trouble.” Shi Hao sensed that the Silver-Winged Bird was distressed, as it unexpectedly flew away, and there was also a scent of precious medicine lingering.

The people of Zhu Village hadn’t noticed it, but he was different, his Divine Sense was sharp, detecting the anomaly instantly.

He soared into the air and arrived above the cliff.

Here, there was a nest made of spiritual woods, cushioned with soft golden silk grass, clean and comfortable.

Inside, the nest shone with silver light, harboring several fledglings about half a meter each, their wings a silvery-white color.

Shi Hao noticed right away that one of them was different.

Not only were its wings silver-white, but its whole body was, shining brilliantly and imbued with spiritual energy.

Especially when it saw him, the other Silver-Winged Birds started to call out, but it only retreated, widening its eyes in apparent astonishment, exhibiting an almost human-like expression.

“Why does this look seem so human?” Shi Hao wondered aloud.

Quickly, that particular silver fledgling retracted its spiritual energy, no longer radiating light, but its whole body still appeared strikingly different.

“What made that mother bird flee in panic just now?

There’s nothing here.” Shi Hao murmured to himself.

His nose twitched, saying, “There’s the scent of precious medicine.”
“Was it you that just consumed some precious medicine?” He stared at that special fledgling, growing more and more astonished until he couldn’t help but gape.

“Why does it look a bit like a Silver Phoenix?” Shi Hao’s jaw almost hit the ground, not an illusion, as he moved closer for a detailed inspection, it indeed resembled one.

“Could it have undergone ancestral reversion?” He knew the Silver-Winged Bird’s lineage could be traced back to the Phoenix Bloodline, but this one seemed too profoundly reverted.

He grabbed the fledgling, prudently played with it before examining it closely, only to find that it had a terrible temper.

It seemed very upset and unexpectedly stretched out a silver claw, fiercely stepping onto his nose.

“Stop messing around.” Shi Hao grabbed it, prodding the bones and smoothing its feathers, growing increasingly astounded.

This bird was definitely no ordinary creature, shrouded in a mystical light within its body, yet too obscure to explore.

“Unbelievable, did a Silver Phoenix really emerge from this batch of Silver-Winged Birds?” Shi Hao found it hard to believe, acting like a thief, he stuffed the fledgling into his robe sleeve, then leapt down the cliff.

Unexpectedly, the adult Silver-Winged Bird seemed undisturbed upon seeing them leave together; it even appeared relieved and flew back, settling into its nest.

“Why does your mother seem a bit afraid of you?” Shi Hao questioned aloud upon seeing this.

The young bird glared at him with a disdainful look.

“Don’t glare at me.” Shi Hao tapped on its head.

The fledgling grew angry and pounced at him, attempting to grab his face, apparently ready to fight to the death.

“Wait, why do I feel like this bird is quite human-like?

There’s something strange here.

Even if it has reversed to its ancestral traits, it shouldn’t be so spiritually aware so young, it seems like it understands everything,” Shi Hao mumbled to himself.

He picked up the silver fledgling, flipping it over, irking the bird, leading it to grip one of his fingers tightly, refusing to release it.

“Is there truly something mysterious?” Shi Hao held it upside down, examining it closely.

(To be continued.

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