Perfect World

Chapter 640: Chapter 640 Reunion Chapter 640: Chapter 640 Reunion Seeing the once-demonic deity of Stone Country, now with white hair, a face full of vicissitudes, and wrinkled with sorrow, Shi Hao’s tears began to roll down as he clenched his fists.

He knew that the old man had aged so much because he had heard of his death, and was heartbroken and desolate.

Tears streaked down Shi Hao’s face as he internally cried out, “Grandfather, I’m still alive, and we are about to reunite!”
He did not act rashly because there were beings here who had ignited divine flames; he was preparing to strike and kill the strongest among them, to solve the current crisis.

“You are also a notable figure.

You’ve broken through encirclement several times and escaped death, which is quite impressive,” an old woman said, her body emitting a pale green firelight, a divine flame ignited after a high-level nirvana.

“You now have no regrets in dying, having a descendant with two Immortal Bones.

He is destined to sway the higher realms and awe the Three Thousand States.

However, for his growth, it’s better that you do not meet.

Rest peacefully,” another elder said, arrayed in a purple robe with even his flame showing a hue of purple, making the divine flame look noble and fierce.

Two powerful beings capable of igniting divine flames were enough to control the battle.

“I’ve been taken as a prisoner by the Qin Clan and sent to Demon Island.

I had never thought of going back to Immortal Mountain; you’re overthinking it,” Lord Fifteen said.

“What if one day you get the whim to see your grandson?

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That would not be good.

Better depart sooner,” the old woman uttered indifferently, her voice tinged with pity and arrogance, “Although the young supreme being of the Qin Clan wasn’t raised by you, he is still your direct grandson.

In the future, even from the underworld, you will feel glorified by his supreme achievements.”
“Foul old woman, can you speak human language?!” Lord Fifteen, ever so tough and uncompromising, shouted loudly, not intimidated even by divine level individuals.

The phrase ‘foul old woman,’ like stepping on a cat’s tail, made the old woman’s face change color drastically.

Being a being who had ignited divine flames elevated her status immensely.

Over the years, no one had dared disrespect her like this.

“Shi, you truly are ungrateful.

I was inclined to leave your body intact for you to end your own life, but don’t count on it now!” the old woman said sternly.

“Why be angry?

Just kill him and be done with it.

He’s not worth anger over a dead man,” said the purple-robed elder nonchalantly at her side, his divine flame exuberant and bright, his strength undeniable after years of cultivating the flame.

“I disdain for you,” Lord Fifteen said, regaining composure from his sorrow, still firm despite being trapped.

“You Shi Clan are a nuisance, meddling with Qin Hao’s growth by entering the higher realms.

If not for Shi Ziling’s particular status, killing you all would be for the best,” the purple-robed elder stated.

These words not only changed Lord Fifteen’s expression but also made Shi Hao, who was hidden, frown, his body’s characters lighting up intensively.

“You still want to harm Ziling?!” Lord Fifteen said, his hair disheveled and eyes glaring furiously.

“He is Qin Hao’s father, no one would dare to harm him lightly; you needn’t worry about that.

Be a sensible ghost and go down,” the purple-robed elder said.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his body radiating purple light, ready to act; the primal Qi of the world began to surge, and the electromagnetic fog violently billowed, becoming extremely terrifying.

“I was chased by a Pi Xiu, trapped in the Forbidden Land of the Black Forest for over a decade and had finally escaped.

I only wished to see my grandson one last time, not even that wish could be fulfilled.

This is my greatest regret in this lifetime,” Lord Fifteen said calmly.

From a distance, Shi Hao felt a pang in his nose; his grandfather had sought the blood of Ferocious Beasts for him, and the belief that sustained his grandfather to escape was also to see him.

Even now, in this desperate situation, when his grandfather spoke of his final regret, it was heart-wrenching that his wish remained unfulfilled.

At that moment, a surge of warmth tore through Shi Hao, almost compelling him to roar and spring into action.

However, he knew he must restrain himself.

With divine level powerhouses present, he had to kill with one strike, or not only would he fail to rescue his grandfather, but he would also fall into peril.

The old woman’s eyes flashed coldly, taunting, “Your descendant in the Lower Realm was indeed formidable, killing seven gods alone, disrupting some of the arrangements made by schools in the higher realms.

Impressive indeed.

Unfortunately, he’s been dead, buried under a mound for over a year.

The struggles of the primordial generation in the higher realms, the heroes roaming freely, all had nothing to do with him.

And even if he were alive, what could he do upon coming here?

The Three Thousand States have countless geniuses, young adults from Immortal Hall, heirs from Heavenly Kingdom, and your other grandson—Qin Hao with the two bones
Since you miss him, you might as well join him,” the purple-robed elder said, lifting his hand, his palm’s characters flickering, and purple Qi suffusing out.

“Is this the True Body this time?” someone murmured nearby.

“Just kill him, and you’ll know,” others stepped forward, surrounding them on all four sides to prevent Lord Fifteen from escaping.

“My infant, with his final words advising his brother when he gave up the Supreme Bone, he could undoubtedly dominate the Three Thousand States of the higher realms if he were still alive!” Lord Fifteen murmured, his voice low and forlorn before suddenly raising his head, his will to fight soaring, for he would never yield, even in defeat, he would fight brazenly.

“You may die now!” the purple-robed elder’s eyes were cold, with a purple murderous aura like a dagger, frightful amidst the dense fog.

“Now is the moment!” Shi Hao’s eyes emitted Divine Radiance as the elder felt murderous intent and concentrated on Lord Fifteen.

He made his move!

At that instant, lightning exploded, and Shi Hao, agile as a True Dragon, burst from the darkness, unleashing every ounce of vital essence in his flesh, characters covering his body, his Divine Power like an ocean.

And, in his right hand, he wielded a True God Divine Instrument—the Demon-Subduing Pestle!

It was crafted from pristine white Primordial Treasured Bone, etched with endless characters, now boosting Shi Hao’s lightning power to a terrifying extent.

Thunder roared, and the heavens and earth convulsed!

Shi Hao was too fast.

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He rode the lightning, like an immortal light slashing through the sky!

Before anyone could react, even the old woman and the purple-robed elder were caught off guard at this critical moment.

Who could have anticipated that a hidden Killer Hunter was lying in wait?

Lightning dazzled the sky, a young man with disheveled hair, his eyes shooting extraordinary beams, burst through the mist, wielding that Magic Artifact, descending like a Celestial God incarnate!

Boom!

Lightning struck.

He was covered in dazzling lightning, endless and so bright that people couldn’t open their eyes.

In particular, the Demon-Subduing Pestle fired a thick bolt of lightning that twisted the void, carrying a hint of the Immortal Dao Aura, indescribable and formidable.

“Be careful!”
Many people turned pale and couldn’t help but shout.

However, by the time they screamed, the lightning had already struck, hitting the elder in the purple robe in the back.

With a loud bang, it sent him flying, shattering half of his body, and blood splattered wildly.

Everyone was horrified; the strongest among them, a being who had ignited divine flames, had his left half body blasted apart, nearly dying from the strike.

“Ah…” The elder in the purple robe screamed in agony.

This strike was too severe, wielded through the True God Divine Instrument enhanced dao of lightning, solidly smashing his body.

Had it not been for his formidable strength and the protection of divine flames, anyone else would have been completely annihilated, leaving nothing behind.

At the same time, the old woman screamed because Shi Hao had unleashed the Pill Furnace as well, wielding the lightning, turning it into a sun the size of a fist, dazzling and penetrating, piercing through her right chest and shattering her right arm with a loud bang, dripping with fresh blood.

Regrettably, it did not take her life.

She was lucky, for Shi Hao had primarily focused on the elder in the purple robe.

The elder in the purple robe was stronger than her, Shi Hao’s first choice target to eliminate.

But because he had divided his attention, simultaneously attacking two divine level powerhouses, both of them survived, narrowly escaping death.

The sudden turn of events was unexpected for everyone, including Lord Fifteen and his group.

“Who are you?” the elder in the purple robe roared, his body enveloped in surging purple flames, aiming to protect himself.

He was severely injured, half of his body destroyed, no longer looking human.

On the other side, the old woman’s injuries were comparatively lighter, with a ruptured chest and a missing right arm.

Shi Hao remained silent, holding the Demon-Subduing Pestle, directly blasting open characters on the ground, dashing into the grand formation, and guarding Lord Fifteen’s side.

Only at this moment did the lightning characters extinguish, restoring calm, but the atmosphere was so tense it was suffocating.

It was all so sudden!

Everything changed so rapidly, two divine level powerhouses were seriously injured, almost to death, causing the six Venerables to break out in cold sweat, hairs standing on end.

If it had been them, they surely wouldn’t have survived.

“Child…

who are you?” Lord Fifteen looked at him, sensing his goodwill, and from his tear-streaked face, saw something unusual, containing…

the most sincere emotions.

“Grandfather…

I am your Hao’er!” Shi Hao wept bitterly, his tears rolling down.

It had been over a decade since they parted, and his grandfather had aged, his hair whitened, and his face lined with wrinkles, clearly showing the ravages of time.

Compared to the robust, black-haired, and towering grandfather he remembered from his childhood, he looked considerably more haggard.

He knew that these past two years, his grandfather, having heard the bad news, suffered consecutive blows, which led to his aged appearance and worn-out heart and body.

“Qin Hao…

wasn’t like this,” Lord Fifteen doubted, for he had seen that grandson in the Lower Realm, and it wasn’t the man before him.

Suddenly, Lord Fifteen seemed to remember something, his eyes widening, tears welling up, and he trembled as he asked, “Are you my…

Hao’er?”
At the first opportunity, Shi Hao restored his true appearance, revealed his original face, and holding onto his grandfather’s arm, said, “Grandfather, I didn’t die, I am still alive, and I have come to the higher realms, always searching for you!”
Shi Hao shouted, pouring out all his pent-up emotions and true feelings.

Lord Fifteen, known as the demonic deity, a tough man, also shook slightly, almost collapsing, overwhelmed and staring at Shi Hao.

They had parted when Shi Hao was young; grown up, he looked different, but there were features of Lord Fifteen in his eyebrows, they looked similar!

And with their blood connection, Shi Hao’s genuine emotions convinced him completely, confirming this was his grandson, alive and reuniting with him here!

“Ha ha…” Lord Fifteen laughed, tears in his eyes, his whole being radiating a brilliance, a mix of excitement and fulfillment of his wishes.

From afar, those people were utterly shocked, learning from their conversation, this youth…

was likely the Shi Hao from the Lower Realm!

“My Hao’er is still alive, surviving twice the loss of the Supreme Bone; what can stop him now!” Lord Fifteen, with tears streaking down, laughed heartily, trembling as he touched Shi Hao’s head and face, his whole person glowing with an amazing luster, mingling sorrow with joy.

Those around heard this, each of them horrified; even heaven hadn’t managed to take the life of this young supreme being, and the future of the Three Thousand States was destined to be turbulent!

Thank you to the gods, Meng Xiao You, v Unique Venerable for the red packets, thank you to the office group, thank you to all brothers and sisters, wishing everyone happiness!

(To be continued.

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