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Chapter 642: Chapter 642 False Alarm Chapter 642: Chapter 642 False Alarm Shi Hao’s figure flickered, swift as the wind, as he struck forward with the Demon-Subduing Pestle.

Chila!

Electric light flashed in abundance, falling onto the old woman’s body, causing the remaining half of her flesh to crack open, charred black, revealing white but cracked bones.

Her gaze cold and harsh, she loudly chastised while attempting to strike back with Divine Fire.

“I have some questions,” Shi Hao said calmly, looking down at her while holding the precious pestle.

“Brat…

you’re dreaming!” The old woman was uncooperative and fierce.

“Since that’s the case, then be on your way.” Shi Hao was straightforward and did not say much more, as the radiant white Demon-Subduing Pestle flew out and smashed down with a bang.

The old woman let out her final roar, her hair standing on end, but it changed nothing; she was shattered into pieces by the True God Divine Instrument, and her Divine Fire was extinguished.

At the same time, Shi Hao turned around and charged like a ghost towards the six Venerables, using his palm as a blade, slashing at them.

“Stop, we’ll talk.”
“We are from the Qin Clan, walking in the darkness, dealing specifically with tricky and complex issues that must stay hidden.”
“We are acting under the orders of Sect Law Enforcer Qin Kunlun, to assassinate your grandfather, to prevent him from meeting with Qin Hao in the future, which could impact the Dual-Bone Supreme.”
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Before Shi Hao asked more, several people had already begun to spill the beans, because Shi Hao was too decisive, instantly killing the Divine-level old woman, which chilled their hearts.

Shi Hao shook his head; this information was of no value, he could guess it without them saying, and immediately showed a murderous intent, making the few Venerables’ hearts quiver, and they quickly added,
“Besides us, there is another team also looking for your grandfather, led by a Light Angel.”
Shi Hao was taken aback.

What was special about a Light Angel?

He hadn’t heard of it.

“They come from the Heavenly Kingdom…” one of the Venerables explained.

The envoys of the Heavenly Kingdom walked in darkness, ordered to hunt targets, and the killer hunte who ignited divine flames was called a Light Angel due to the light flames pulsing throughout their body.

Hearing this, Shi Hao’s eyes burned intensely; the Qin Clan really was serious, even calling upon the hunters of the Heavenly Kingdom to kill his grandfather.

He would not forget the “Heavenly Kingdom Blood Sacrifice” of the Lower Realm, his disdain and hatred for this tradition were immense, and also Ghost Grandpa died in the ancient era because of a Goddess of this sect.

“By spilling these secrets, you’re condemning the Qin Clan.

The Heavenly Venerate’s mana is boundless, he will certainly annihilate all of you!”
“Without a shred of backbone, revealing clan secrets like this, none of you will survive; you will be dealt with by clan law!”
Not everyone was submissive; two people with reddened eyes rebuked, threatening and warning the others with stern voices.

Ch!

Shi Hao swung his hand, a blade of qi swept across, and two blood-stained heads flew out obliquely, the headless bodies falling to the ground, he was not merciful to his enemies.

The remaining people were terribly frightened, silently horrified.

Shi Hao continued to ask, besides these, he also wanted to know how Sister Mang was doing and how his parents were.

Unfortunately, these people didn’t know, because they were the hidden agents of Immortal Mountain and did not cultivate in the Qin Clan’s sacred place, but in another secret realm.

“Do you have anything to tell me?” Shi Hao asked the purple-robed elder, who now had only a head left but was still not dead.

“To the victor belong the spoils, I have been planted this time, but if you think you can learn any secrets from my body, that’s simply wishful thinking.” He was also tough and did not compromise.

There was a “hum” sound, suddenly, the elder’s head emitted light, infinite characters emerged, as if heavenly fire was burning fiercely.

Shi Hao quickly retreated with his grandfather, moving away from that area.

With a loud bang, the head self-destructed, the light soared into the sky, creating an energy storm that flattened a thousand feet radius, turning all rocks and everything else into powder.

As for several Venerables, they screamed miserably, torn apart in the fierce fire, turned to ashes.

“Grandpa…are you alright?” Shi Hao supported the old man to leave the place, wanting to refine precious medicine for him, but found the old man’s spirit weakening rapidly, barely holding on.

This was too sudden, just now he was still laughing, how could he suddenly lose his vitality?

This caused Shi Hao great fear, his face incredibly pale.

He shouted: “Grandpa, hold on!”
He quickly took out a stalk of Divine Medicine—Zijing Moon, over a foot tall, glowing purple and enveloped in mist, each leaf shining like a purple moon.

“Grandpa, I will refine it for you, hold on!” Shi Hao, anxious, even started crying.

They had just reunited, how could such a tragedy happen?

The old man’s Flame of Life was weak, his breath getting fainter, a clear sign of the oil running out in the lamp, about to pass away.

For Shi Hao, this was a bolt from the blue.

The thing he wanted most after entering the higher realms was to find his grandfather.

They had just reunited, filled with surprise and emotion, but now was he to grieve deeply?

“Child, don’t cry, grandpa is fine.” Lord Fifteen was very weak, his complexion gray, holding Shi Hao’s hand, trying hard to smile, saying: “Who am I?

I am the demonic deity, how could I possibly die.”
“Grandpa, please be alright!” Shi Hao was anxious to help his grandfather refine the Divine Medicine, to help him absorb the essence of the medicine.

At this time, Lord Fifteen became even weaker, the wound on his back splitting open, from his skull to his spine, terribly severe, exuding a murderous aura.

It was cut open by a blade, coming from the Light Angel of Heavenly Kingdom.

Earlier Lord Fifteen had sealed the wound, preventing it from flaring up, but now it finally could not hold anymore.

“The Heavenly Kingdom’s Killer Hunter, truly formidable, this body might really be done for,” Lord Fifteen sighed.

“Grandpa, don’t worry, I won’t let you die!” Shi Hao emitted light all over, sitting cross-legged here, wrapping the Divine Medicine and Lord Fifteen in characters, intending to transmit the medicinal essence into his body.

However, he wasn’t sure at all, since Lord Fifteen had been split nearly in half, now his vitality almost exhausted.

Yet, Lord Fifteen did not look like he was dying at all, laughing like a devil god, “Child, don’t rush.

Listen to me, grandpa is really fine, at most only a Guardian Spirit will die, although it damaged my origin, I can always recover.”
“Huh?” Shi Hao was dumbfounded, suddenly feeling that his grandfather was really similar to him, both a bit “bearish”, giving him a false alarm.

“Who is grandpa, known as the demonic deity, do I need my grandson to come to rescue?

I’ve said before, those fools cannot trouble me.” The great Divine Demon laughed heartily.

This was one of Lord Fifteen’s Guardian Spirits, not his True Body, Shi Hao suddenly realized, no wonder several people from the Qin Clan had also whispered suspecting that it was not his true form.

“The Heavenly Kingdom’s Killer Hunter is not simple, their movements are mysterious.” The lethal hit that this Guardian Spirit of Lord Fifteen suffered was left by the Light Angel of Heavenly Kingdom with a blood sword.

“Heavenly Kingdom, I will eventually make a trip there.” Shi Hao clenched his fist, then his face showed worry again, saying: “Grandpa, where is your True Body, it won’t be in trouble, right?”
“Lord Fifteen said, “We should leave this island soon.” He looked towards one direction and sighed lightly, “I do have some regrets, it would have been better to leave my true body behind.”
“Grandfather, I will follow immediately, I should be able to see them soon,” Shi Hao said.

The reunion of the grandfather and grandson was filled with immense excitement and joy, coupled with tears.

They had endless words to exchange, sharing their experiences over the years, continuously sighing with emotion.

“Grandfather, have you made a breakthrough recently?

Even those capable of igniting their divine flames couldn’t catch up to you.”
“The Qin Clan sent me into the most cursed ancient mine, trying to strangle me to death.

Heh, I was lucky enough to dig up a peculiar crystal.”
Lord Fifteen found a crystal, glaringly scarlet in the ancient mine, which astonishingly contained “forbidden true blood” with a thick medicinal fragrance.

After he swallowed it, a burst ensued, allowing him to escape by a hair.

“It might be the blood left by a Demon Lord.

The medicinal properties were too strong.

I could only refine a part of it and almost couldn’t bear it,” Lord Fifteen lamented, and he even deduced a character from it.

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Lord Fifteen was close to igniting his divine flames, just one step away, but due to ongoing pursuits, recently he had no chance to understand and breakthrough.

“Grandfather!” Shi Hao called out lowly.

Lord Fifteen’s time was running out, growing dimmer and was about to disintegrate soon.

Shi Hao was filled with reluntance, knowing this was only a Guardian Spirit but still heartbroken.

“What a pity, this body is failing, otherwise, you and I could have embarked on the road together,” Lord Fifteen regretted.

He patted his head and with a final loud pop, dispersed into dazzling light rain, vanishing forever.

Shi Hao was stricken, but soon clenched his fists tightly; his grandfather was ahead, he must hurry and follow.

Demon Island was enveloped in dense fog, extremely gloomy, and filled with danger, housing various strange creatures, including divine-level giant beasts.

Shi Hao tracked relentlessly, following the direction told by Lord Fifteen’s Guardian Spirit.

He sped like a streak of lightning, swift as the wind, and again requested the Emperor Butterfly to summon the insect groups for searching.

Two days later, he reached the outskirts of Demon Island, about to leave, and received a piece of news.

There was an insect clan here, known as Black Crystal Insects, specializing in devouring various Spirit Stones underground.

Each was as long as chopsticks, swift as lightning, arriving, and departing like the wind.

Some Black Crystal Insects had seen Lord Fifteen, who had already left Demon Island.

“He left…” Shi Hao frowned.

His grandfather’s true body did not know he was behind, and now with the Guardian Spirit dispersed, there was no way to pass back the message.

This was somewhat tricky.

Once leaving Demon Island, Shi Hao could no longer mobilize the insect swarm extensively, otherwise, it would definitely attract the attention of major schools.

That time, it would mostly be a disaster!

This ability would make many sects apprehensive, and such an Emperor Butterfly larva not meant for exposure, would stir people’s greed.

“Are there any other clues?” Shi Hao wanted to know more to determine where his grandfather might have gone.

The Black Crystal Insects were large in number; a giant mountain was hollowed out, their nest housing tens of thousands of mature insects.

Moreover, many Black Crystal Insects were outside, when all returned to the nest, a small group of mature insects brought a significant, though not too fortunate, piece of information from afar.

A group of Black Crystal Insects outside had seen several people conversing.

“Please tell me in detail.” Shi Hao’s expression was solemn.

A leader of the Black Crystal Insect clan flew in, as long as chopsticks, emitting a black light, resembling an ink-jade sculpture, its body hard, easily piercing through metal and stone.

It emitted spiritual fluctuations, communicating through Divine Sense, presenting Shi Hao with one realistic scene after another.

In the image, there was a middle-aged man dressed in gray, appearing quite ordinary.

However, occasionally, when his eyes opened and closed, a fierce light shimmered, indicating that he was a powerhouse who had ignited divine flames.

“Light Angel!” Shi Hao was startled.

He immediately deduced that this must be the “Killer Hunter” from the Heavenly Kingdom.

Next to him were two young people, a man and a woman, looking to be in their twenties, with extraordinary talents and immense strength.

The Light Angel was actually imparting hunting skills, explaining from all aspects how to track, pointing to some traces on the ground, and connecting them with the surrounding terrain and creatures.

“Um, he has left the island, which is both good news and trouble.

Do you know what steps to take next in hunting him?” asked the Light Angel.

“Based on the situation we have, this person is heartbroken, caring deeply for his grandson who died in the Lower Realm.

During his escape, if he encounters some youths or orphans, we could consider using them.”
“Since he is grieving, he will surely be triggered by the scenery.

In some special environments on the road, it’s easy for him to expose himself.”
The two talented young individuals each expressed some views, making the Light Angel quite satisfied; he further commented.

“You have linked humanity with hunting skills, which is not bad.

However, it’s not enough.

This pursuit seems passive.

If you could create a trap, then that would truly be mature,” said the Light Angel.

The two geniuses from the Heavenly Kingdom humbly sought advice.

“He’s sad, missing that grandson, right?

We’ll artificially create some environments that attract him, leading him right into the trap.”
Through the memory of the Black Crystal Insect, Shi Hao witnessed all these scenes, immediately furrowing his brow in worry; however, he remained silent, carefully watching what unfolded next.

A contest of talents was about to begin, as a grand event, the competition for selecting brilliant individuals raged on, with young supremes from the Three Thousand Continents set to appear in the future for a world-shattering confrontation.

In the Five Elements State, Immortal Heavenly Venerate was placing significant importance because Qin Hao of that clan possessed two Immortal Bones, aiming to rise in dominance among the Three Thousand Continents and seize the ultimate great fortune.

For this reason, Immortal Mountain invited talents from various schools to come for exchanges, aiming to hone Qin Hao, including some “Primordials” from other states, representing a miniature version of the “ultimate grand event.”
This was simply to urge and sharpen Qin Hao, to let him see how extraordinary the young elites from the higher realms really were before the real grand battle began.

“Primordials” generally had immortal lineages behind them and would normally not accept such invitations, being protected by the top power of a state.

However, a secret realm in the Five Elements State was about to open, and Immortal Mountain, in communication with various schools, put the latest “County-level” genius selection competition in that realm.

What did this mean?

It implied enormous fortunes!

That secret realm was special, said to be a Minor Thousand World left by a Primeval Supreme whose nirvana had failed, containing various fortunes, including Divine Medicine, Supreme precious blood, and inheritances.

However, this realm was too unique, only opening once every thousand years with limited time, and repelling sect master-level figures from exploring.

Each time it opened, schools from the Five Elements State would flock there to send their disciples because this realm belonged to the entire Five Elements State.

This time, Immortal Mountain had paid a significant price to convince various schools in the state to allow the genius selection battle to take place in this particular secret realm.

Clearly, various schools would gather there in time.

“Regardless, Qin Hao is his grandson after all.

We can spread the word and build momentum, claiming this will be Qin Hao’s fame-establishing battle, where he will compete against the Primordials from different states in the secret realm, his glory soaring to the skies, rising in a single battle.

I believe he will come.”
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