Perfect World

Chapter 704: Chapter 704 Who Are You
 

At this moment, she thought of a lot, her heart trembled, and she muttered to herself: “Born with divine martial prowess, it turns out there truly are people of similar aura, all so extraordinary.”

The scene before her eyes involuntarily made Yun Xi think of the youth from the Lower Realm. The two were strikingly similar; amidst the chaos of battle, they would seize the heads of their enemies as effortlessly as reaching into a bag, truly possessing a heaven-sent grace.

Back then, Shi Hao had stood in front of the Northern Sea Kun Peng nest, dominating the scene, standing on the dao platform, battling powerhouses from all directions, unbeatable and unmatched by anyone.

At the spirit transformation realm, even Venerables were cut down without error!

And now, this youth before her possessed the same charm, forcefully slaying a Divine Spirit on the spot, utterly stunning, with an invincible aura and an intimidating divine majesty.

“Go!”

Shi Hao dove down, grabbing the War Tribe’s young prodigy, and rushed toward Yun Xi, swiftly escaping with her.

In the sky, the Red Cloud Bird was filled with uncertainty; this youth could kill their leader and cut down that expert from the War Tribe, absolutely formidable and terrifying, but why were they fleeing?

As for the other fierce birds, they were all suppressed; the young man’s performance just moments ago was terrifying, practically a devil incarnate, with broad and powerful strokes, instantly killing the powerful Archaic Golden Crow.

Moreover, he also incidentally slaughtered several fierce birds, filling them with terror.

“Chase!”

The Red Cloud Bird and other Divine Birds, being extraordinary, quickly came to their senses. The other party dared not linger in battle and must have known they were outmatched.

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Very quickly, they understood; the other side had methods, but could not perform them for long. The moment when they couldn’t play the tyrant was the perfect opportunity to take him down.

“I don’t mind killing some more people, whoever blocks my path shall die,” Shi Hao declared.

His words carried an extraordinary deterrence; some of the fierce birds paused on the spot, not daring to swoop down.

However, the Red Cloud Bird and others were not among them; they still swooped down to kill.

Shi Hao sealed the War Tribe’s young prodigy and threw him into the cauldron, then during the escape, he also collected the body of the Golden Crow that lay in their path.

To him, this was not only delicious but also a great medicinal flesh!

“You…” The Hundred Birds Mercenary Group’s mighty ones were furious, the other party had killed the Golden Crow leader and even taken the body, how could this be allowed? It was a humiliation.

“Whoosh!”

The next moment, they were stunned. Shi Hao, pulling Yun Xi, used the Ground Shrinking Technique, and after darting away, entered deep underground, vanishing without a trace.

A flock of fierce birds flapped their wings, unleashing their most ferocious attacks, bombarding the surface of the ancient and boundless battlefield, all spewing character symbols, with some even wielding their divine wings to slice open the earth.

But it was to no avail; even though they destroyed the layer of soil, they couldn’t find Shi Hao.

Ground Shrinking Technique, this was a Great Divine Power of the human race, known as the ultimate speed in the world. Controlling it, one could traverse heaven and earth, and at its pinnacle, one could enter the sun and moon, traveling the Universe.

Moreover, one could ascend to the ninth level of heaven, or descend into the nine hells, moving between different worlds.

Such a precious symbol would naturally allow entry into the ground, performing what’s called the Earth Escape. However, Shi Hao had just mastered it recently and had fully comprehended the Earth Escape Skill, thus he could use it.

Members of the Hundred Birds Mercenary Group were enraged, but helpless. Shi Hao and the Celestials Clan young lady had disappeared into the soil layer, completely vanishing, and as bird creatures, they were not suited for Earth Escape.

“Next time, bring the Earth Traverse treasures!” Red Cloud Bird said bitterly; their loss was too great to explain to the leader.

A long time later, Shi Hao and Yun Xi burst out from underground, bringing with them a cloud of earthy haze as they appeared on the ground.

“The Scarlet Plains are sealed and restricted, even underground has been affected,” Yun Xi furrowed her brows, they had only traversed eight hundred miles and already felt the strain.

This Ancient Battlefield spanned fifty thousand miles, and they proceeded deeper.

Now, what they needed to do was not head for Heavenly Province but delay time and wait for rescue. Once the Celestials Clan’s Venerable One, who had once personally created the glory of the Primordial Ancients, awakened from his slumber, everything would change.

That old Celestial could engulf rivers and mountains, his might once shaking the Three Thousand States, terrifying the higher realms!

This Ancient Battlefield had many ghostly creatures, with spirits lurking about, necessitating caution.

Especially as they entered deeper areas, there were many demonic spirits and such, very dangerous. Shi Hao and Yun Xi avoided several perilous places, carefully staying away from a few True Gods.

At the base of a Stone Mountain, they stopped to rest.

“Let’s take a break.”

This place was barren, with not even a blade of grass, deathly silent.

In the process of fleeing for life, which should be very monotonous and terrifying, with Shi Hao there, it wasn’t the case at all.

He was full of energy, filled with a desire to explore the ancient battlefield, and now particularly in high spirits, he began to clean the Golden Crow, plucking feathers, disemboweling, and washing, his movements skilled and efficient.

Yun Xi was in disbelief watching this guy; his nerve was too big, wasn’t it? Being chased to this extent, with True Gods possibly arriving at any moment, and he still cared about eating.

“Fortunately, I’ve brought a lot of Spiritual Springs and various seasonings, it’s always good to be prepared,” Shi Hao muttered to himself, quite satisfied.

Soon, he had cleaned up the Golden Crow, set it up, and began to roast it with his own dao fire, and took out the bone cauldron intending to stew a fresh soup.

“You…”

When the young genius of the Zhan Tribe was released, the sight that greeted him startled him out of his wits. What was this scene?

A Divine Level Archaic Golden Crow was being roasted until it was golden and glistening, exuding irresistible fragrance as its grease continuously dripped down, sizzling upon the flames.

How could the young genius of the Zhan Tribe not be baffled?

Then, he felt his hair stand on end—this person was too savage. Killing an opponent was one thing, but to eat them too?

“Spill it. How many powerhouses did you mobilize this time, how many Celestial Gods did you invite, how many True Gods, and which mercenary groups will appear?” While roasting the Golden Crow, Shi Hao casually interrogated, seeking valuable information.

“I… I don’t know,” the young man from the Celestials Clan stuttered.

“Such a tight-lipped guy. Do you want me to roast you too?” Shi Hao sneered, sweeping his gaze over, exerting an invisible pressure, yet his hands continued their “work.”

He fetched some seasonings and sprinkled them onto the Golden Crow. Then, he even brought out a jar of honey, spreading it over the now golden-brown Golden Crow wings with swift, graceful motions.

The young man from the Zhan Tribe felt his hair stand on end and was dumbfounded. This guy carried these things with him? He had never heard of any cultivator doing this; it was just too unconventional.

Of course, his predominant feeling was fear. What if this person decided to roast him too? Chilled from head to toe at the possibility, his hairs stood on end.

“I really don’t know, the adults in my clan discussed and made decisions, and I’m just a junior with decent talent. How could I understand? I came out under the guidance of an Uncle-Master, merely to gain experience.”

He was extremely anxious, with a pale face, responding cautiously and carefully, lest he angered this devil king before him.

Compared to the pompousness from not long ago, when he directed affairs with confidence, his heart was now filled with fear. Even his Uncle-Master had been easily killed, so how could he stand a chance?

“What’s the use of keeping you, you know nothing. Might as well just kill you.” Shi Hao muttered to himself.

“Don’t!” The young man from the Zhan Tribe was so scared he trembled, struggling desperately, but he was sealed and utterly unable to escape.

“Which young generation in the Zhan Tribe are formidable?” Shi Hao asked, as he didn’t believe this so-called genius represented the strongest of the tribe’s young generation.

“In my tribe’s young generation, there are three War Kings. Any one of them would become a person of influence if they ventured out, powerful beyond measure.”

Shi Hao nodded; that made sense. The illustrious Zhan Tribe, once one of the Imperial Clans, how could it lack truly outstanding youths? The person before him was far from the mark.

“Originating from the Zhan Tribe, touted as the three War Kings, they must be extraordinary. Why haven’t they dared to assume the title of War Emperor?” Shi Hao teased.

“This… According to legends, it might exist,” the ashen-faced young man hesitated before replying.

“What?” Shi Hao was taken aback. A casual inquiry had unexpectedly led to such news.

“I don’t know if it exists, but there has always been a rumor in our clan. In this era, someone from the Zhan Tribe may have been granted the title of ‘young War Emperor.'”

What did this title represent? It went without saying.

Shi Hao pressed him for more detailed information.

Within the Zhan Tribe, only the most dazzling individuals, surpassing all predecessors, could be given the title of War Emperor.

Since ancient times, only a handful of geniuses within the Zhan Tribe had been bestowed the title of War Emperor, too few to count, and extremely rare.

Moreover, those few individuals were mostly concentrated in the Primeval Times, and it was precisely they who established the supreme glory, once causing the tribe to be honored as—War Emperor Clan.

A War Emperor in this era?!

Shi Hao turned his head to look at Yun Xi, noticing her absent-minded and not paying attention to his interrogation. Instead, she was fixated on watching him roast the Golden Crow, seemingly lost in thought.

He instantly laughed and said, “Often chided for my love of gourmet food, today I’ve finally found a kindred spirit, haha!”

He was very happy, someone understood him. He broke off a piece of honey-coated Golden Crow wing with a big, sunny smile, and offered it to Yun Xi for a taste.

Yun Xi’s long purple hair was lustrous and soft, her eyes jewel-like with vivacity and radiance, her fine nose elegant, and her red lips small and bright—an intoxicatingly breath-taking beauty.

Hearing Shi Hao’s words, she was at a loss for words. She was no kindred spirit. Never had she harbored such a hobby. What cultivator behaved like this?

Her distraction earlier was due to memories of a youth carrying a gigantic bundle into the Hundred Shattered Mountains, filled with pots, pans, and a variety of seasonings, causing a scene at the entrance.

Later on, it was evident that this guy was a glutton. He ate everything from things that flew in the sky to critters on the ground, including Taiyi Real Water, and he even bit people’s ears.

Yun Xi once wondered if that guy, when wrestling with her, biting her snow-white and translucent earlobe, thought it was a delicacy, wanting to eat it?

Her thoughts returned to the present as she took the golden-brown roasted wing, noticing its glowing radiance and the overflowing vital energy, and felt the scene all too familiar—as if it had happened before.

Yun Xi gathered her hair, her eyes lively as she looked at the youth before her. Why did he also have such habits, a love for great flavors, carrying all sorts of seasonings with him, resembling that person so much?

And both of them were confident, radiant, fearless in battle, with an air called “invincible.”

Too similar!

Yun Xi’s heart quivered, her expression slightly confused, staring at the youth before her. Could it be… the same person? She could hardly believe it; that person was supposed to have perished in the great desolate area of the Lower Realm.

Yet, with doubts in her heart and an incredible reluctance, she attempted to probe, lifting her delicate hand, reaching towards Shi Hao’s black hair.

At this moment, Yun Xi made a very bold move, using her pure white hand… to seize one of Shi Hao’s ears, giving it a gentle tug.

“Who are you?” she asked softly, her voice tinged with a magnetic allure, peering into Shi Hao’s eyes, seeking a glimpse into his soul. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, you’re welcome to vote for it with recommendation tickets and monthly passes at qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.com.)