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Chapter 648: Chapter 648: Negative Example Chapter 648: Chapter 648: Negative Example The elder from the Fire Demon Palace grabbed the man, his voice fierce and harsh.

“Elder, you sent a devil king to us, who almost slaughtered all of our people.” This Venerable One lamented, the tragedy was too great; a single person had killed them all.

“Impossible, I only sent the weak, none of them strong warriors.

They couldn’t contend with you, how could such a catastrophe happen?!” The elder of the Fire Demon Palace found it unbelievable.

“It’s true, he is a young powerhouse, looks not even twenty years old, and he went on a killing spree there, taking down our men one by one, blood-staining the ground red.” Another Venerable One added, his eyes red, because he brought his nephews to see the world, but they were strangled there.

Even in the Fire Demon Palace, not everyone could get a Beast Fang Life Talisman; such things are extremely precious, and these schools, each lineage could get about ten.

Fluctuations transmitted, lights flickered on the altar, and a woman appeared, disheveled, as if frightened, her face as pale as a corpse.

The last Venerable Realm individual in the Fire Demon Palace possessing a Death Substitution Talisman has been killed and returned.

At this moment, everyone at the exit of the secret realm watched with horror and silence fell.

“Elder, it is too tragic, all the others are dead.” This woman sobbed, her eldest son, who she protected and followed beside, was also killed there.

Those who received the talismans were not only exceptional in talent but also held high positions in the Fire Demon Palace, descendants of the Supreme Elders, now met with such a miserable fate.

The elder’s face turned ashen.

Moments ago, his eyes still showed cruelty and pride, thinking that by sending a batch of weaklings, he lessened the pressure on his people, yet the result was this.

“Where are Chi Lingkong and the other three?” He asked unwillingly.

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“They’re trapped in the Golden Giant Palace, unable to escape.” A Venerable One replied.

“This time, my clan has no gains, but terrible losses.

Only we have come out, all those disciples were annihilated!” Another Venerable One’s face was ashen.

“It’s over!” The elder guarding the gate felt dizzy, all those talented young ones died.

And what had he done?

He dared not imagine the punishment he’d face upon returning to the clan, with severe implications.

Only a few Venerables returned, but what about the younger generation of prodigies?

It was like dooming an entire generation.

Beside, the elders of the other schools had complex expressions, glancing at each other and silently feeling fortunate.

Not long ago, they were disgruntled, competing with the Fire Demon Palace for the weaklings, and now this disaster struck, truly nerve-wracking.

Thankfully, the Fire Demon Palace acted swiftly and snatched away the “weaklings”!

“He alone, facing young and old from our clan, how could he sweep away all enemies by himself?

That’s far too strong.” The elder mumbled in a daze.

“He might be…

a Primordial.” A Venerable One quietly said.

“What, a Primordial?!” The elder became angry, then deeply despaired.

This mistake was outrageous.

Others from different schools also gasped.

A Primordial, mistaken as a weakling, sent to their domain—that’s like sending a lion into a flock of sheep.

Everyone felt a shiver internally.

A Primordial isn’t something one finds in every state, the Fire Demon Palace was too unlucky.

In their bid for advantage, they provoked a young demon king!

Clearly, the Scarlet-Feathered Cranes became an example to be mocked and laughed at for a long time to come.

“What happened?”
Outside the entrance, droves of cultivators still crowded around, unable to enter the secret realm; they hadn’t dispersed, awaiting the outcome.

It was said, countless cultivators were here and the incident would quickly spread everywhere, the Fire Demon Palace was bound to become a negative lesson.

In the Primordial Heaven Secret Realm, Shi Hao delivered blow after blow, annihilating all obstacles.

Even the Venerables obstructing his path were blown apart with splattered blood, nearly all from the Fire Demon Palace were killed.

At this moment, his demeanor was truly that of a devil king, unsurpassable and merciless!

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He didn’t show any mercy, having witnessed firsthand how these people cold-bloodedly forced many outside cultivators to their deaths, each wielding bows and readily shooting to kill.

At the foot of the towering Golden Mountain, four great figures turned pale, then iron blue, shivering with anger at this terrible disaster.

Chi Lingkong nearly ended himself, using a Life Talisman to protect himself, returned to the altar, then came back to attempt a rescue.

However, he assessed the time and knew it was too late, wastefully consuming his precious Beast Fang talisman, filling him with rage, yet there was nothing he could do.

Before Shi Hao was the last person, a young man with a strange and handsome appearance, somewhat effeminate—Scarlet.

He kept retreating, terrified to the extreme.

What kind of person was this, slaughtering people from his Fire Demon Palace like chopping vegetables, too ferocious and dreadful.

“Don’t…

come over!” His calves trembling, he was about to collapse on the ground.

He had no talisman and couldn’t even flee.

“Didn’t you enjoy controlling the life and death of others?

Now it’s your turn.” Shi Hao spoke indifferently.

Though he had killed many strong men, his clothes remained unstained by blood, his demeanor clear and aloof like an Exiled Immortal.

“Uncle Master, save me!” Scarlet cried out, looking back towards the Golden Mountain.

“Stop!” Chi Lingkong couldn’t keep calm, his voice fierce.

“You think I’ll stop just because you say so?” Shi Hao chuckled disdainfully, looking at the Divine Level powerhouse who, not long ago, scolded heroes and oppressed the masses with contempt.

Within the Golden Palace, many cultivators—those forced to enter—witnessed this scene with great satisfaction, feeling relieved, but none dared to show it.

Scarlet gritted his teeth, his face as white as snow, a stark contrast to his previously arrogant demeanor.

His whole body shone brightly as he rapidly transformed into a Scarlet-Feathered Crane with a lustrous, vivid body.

Scarlet radiance splattered, light and mist intertwining, as it turned and flew towards the valley’s mouth.

The restrictions here had already been broken, and it soared into the sky.

Shi Hao picked up a bow from the ground, his expression indifferent.

In a flash, he drew the bow and nocked an arrow.

With a whoosh, divine light split the heavens, and a Feathered Arrow shot forth!

In the sky, a crane’s cry was heard, accompanied by a rain of blood.

A Scarlet-Feathered Crane, its entire body aflame with red, struggled continuously.

However, its vitality grew fainter and fainter as the arrow pierced through its body, severing its life force.

“Bang!”
The Scarlet-Feathered Crane hit the ground, raising a cloud of dust, bleeding outward.

“Monstrous beast!” Chi Lingkong bellowed, his eyes bloodshot and almost bulging out.

Scarlet was said to be his nephew’s teacher, but in reality, he was his own nephew, and now he had been shot dead in front of him.

He couldn’t restrain himself any longer, ready to self-destruct and return to the altar, then come back to pursue and kill Shi Hao.

“Don’t lose your temper, let him be smug for a moment.

After we comprehend the peerless inheritance here, we’ll come back and take care of him,” the other three powerhouses persuaded.

Indeed, they too were gritting their teeth.

After all, these were the strong ones of the Scarlet-Feathered Crane clan, and now they had been wiped out.

Shi Hao had no regrets, nor any guilt.

Being pushed to this point, how could he not resist?

He anticipated some trouble when leaving the Primordial Heaven Secret Realm.

However, he possessed the seventy-two transformations, capable of altering his appearance, perhaps allowing him to leave safely.

“Quite a fortune indeed.” He remarked, looking at the bone cauldron in front of him.

The bone material was a purplish-gold color, as smooth and glossy as jade.

The cauldron was filled with Spiritual Medicine, each plant ancient in age and of rare quality.

The Fire Demon Palace had picked dozens of plants themselves and then forced the cultivators to risk their lives entering the protected medicinal fields to gather dozens more.

Now, the accumulated Spiritual Medicine totaled over a hundred plants.

“Hmm, I can start refining medicine according to the formulas of my clan to further consolidate my cultivation,” Shi Hao mumbled to himself, planning to rebuild his body.

The laws in the Lower Realm were incomplete, lacking in the natural laws.

Although he had compensated for the deficiencies after entering the higher realms, he still wanted to recultivate several realms, which might make him even stronger.

With so much Spiritual Medicine piled up in the cauldron now, he could begin.

But this place wasn’t very safe.

The four powerhouses, though trapped, could return to the altar at any time and come back here, which would be troublesome.

Shi Hao paused his actions and picked up the Scarlet-Feathered Crane from the ground, beginning to pluck and clean it, preparing a grand meal.

“Hmm, this is a pure-blooded Scarlet-Feathered Crane with strong medicinal properties.

It’s also highly nourishing, and the formula just so happens to need it.

Never mind, let’s eat first.”
Shi Hao murmured quietly, while keeping an eye on the situation at Golden Mountain, he began to prepare the delicious food by himself.

Before long, an enticing aroma wafted through the air.

He made a fire and began roasting the crane wings.

The golden and glistening meat was crystal clear and radiated with a scarlet hue, instantly whetting one’s appetite.

Moreover, the cauldron also emitted a fragrant aroma as it stewed the crane meat, with two Spiritual Medicines floating within it, forming a pot of delicious broth that made one’s mouth water.

On the opposite side, Chi Lingkong was fuming to the point of smoke pouring from his seven orifices.

He wished he could slap Shi Hao dead, his eyebrows inverted in rage, loudly condemning, wishing to dash forward and kill Shi Hao immediately.

“Don’t stop me, I’m going back to cut him down!”
“Brother Lingkong, don’t be reckless.” The other three, also filled with hatred, wanted to take action, but considering the preciousness of their Death Substitution Talismans, it would be senseless to waste them like this, and they forcefully restrained him.

“You also know hatred, you also understand pain?” Shi Hao glanced at him.

When they first entered this place, a cultivator, for merely picking a single Spiritual Medicine, was shot to death on the spot.

The Fire Demon Palace was haughty and oppressive, forcing cultivators to throw their lives away without a second thought.

“Monstrous beast, pray that you don’t fall into my hands, otherwise I’ll make your life worse than death!” Chi Lingkong was nearly driven mad.

Shi Hao paid him no mind and continued to feast heartily.

“Truly delicious!”
The crane wings in his hand were golden and translucent, brimming with a scarlet glow.

Biting into them, the meat was extremely tender; the flavor so amazing it made him exclaim, eating until his mouth was dripping with oil.

“Too bad, grandfather isn’t here, nor is there any wine, otherwise it would have been even better.”
The broth in the cauldron was shimmering, radiant, already perfectly stewed.

Shi Hao took a taste and it nearly melted his tongue off—it was definitely considered an extremely precious soup.

He couldn’t help but loudly praise it.

The pores all over Shi Hao’s body opened, releasing auspicious light, feeling incredibly refreshed, as if undergoing Marrow Cleansing, expelling some turbid qi.

His bones crackled like popping beans.

“There’s no greater delicacy than this in the human world!”
Inside the belly of the mountain, within the Golden Giant Palace.

Chi Lingkong and the others sat in meditation, but no matter what, they could not listen to the huge Archaic Devil Bird’s dao sounds, couldn’t comprehend the road of immortality.

Hearing his praise, they were so outraged they were on the verge of going mad with rage.

How could they comprehend anything?

They felt like they were being driven to death by sheer anger!

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