Perfect World - Chapter 491 - Chapter 491: Chapter 491: Plotting the Supreme Technique

Chapter 491: Chapter 491: Plotting the Supreme Technique

The valley was bursting with a vital essence, shrouded in white radiance, fierce and splendid like the dwelling place of the sun, brilliant and dazzling beyond compare. In addition, there was a fresh fragrance of grass and trees wafting through the air.

Valley of the Gods!

This was another name given to it by Immortal Mountain, the dwelling place of its Deity, possessing complete natural laws, unblemished order, the Dao fulfilled to perfection.

Keep in mind that in the Lower Realm the natural laws are incomplete, the heavens and earth are not whole–a significant issue. Yet in Immortal Mountain, there existed such a place, which alone was enough to deem it the Valley of the Gods.

Shi Hao’s battle garments were bloodied, but his steps were firm as he carried Qin Zhan, walking toward the valley. In that moment, he was dominant and decisive, a combat aura surging within him.

Qin Zhan, although seriously wounded, his body in tatters, was still smiling, his face covered in blood, a somewhat horrifying sight as he said, “Very strong, much more formidable than your one-armed grandfather.”

“Slap!”

Shi Hao glanced sideways, seized him with one hand, the other hand sweeping across in a slap, a crisp and shocking sound echoing as character symbols flickered.

With a “bang,” Qin Zhan was sent flying once again, the colossal force striking him sent him shooting across the sky like a meteor before crashing into the valley wall.

The mountainside shook with a rumbling sound, leaving behind a large, person-shaped bloodstain, a shocking sight. Qin Zhan slid down from there, falling to the base of the mountain.

He was indeed very powerful. If it were an ordinary person, not to mention surviving, even their body would explode into mush. How immense was Shi Hao’s strength? Enough to destroy a mountain peak.

Qin Zhan was known as a madman, formidable since childhood, infatuated with the divine dao, cultivating numerous Supreme Divine Skills of Immortal Mountain, his Mana boundless, baptizing his body countless times, tougher than Vajra.

“I can’t believe I’m coughing up blood, my body in shambles, truly a miracle.” Even at this step, he was still mocking himself.

Decades ago, he had already cultivated the Immortal Physique, one of the supreme secret techniques of his clan. Setting aside everything else, just the use of the Dharma Body alone was enough to rampage through the Venerable Realm.

Shi Hao’s expression was cold; he stepped forward, crossing hundreds of yards in an instant, quickly closing the gap. With a slap, he swung a leg, like a water dragon swinging its tail, which caused the void to twist and tremble.

This kick, aimed at Qin Zhan’s chest, was like a War Spear, propping him up against the cliff again. Shi Hao’s leg was as straight as a rod, pressing against his chest.

“C’mon then, see if you can crush me to pieces, or not. Back then at the entrance of this valley, I kicked that one-armed old man until he spat fresh blood, suffering heavy injuries…” Qin Zhan laughed loudly, a bit deranged, his bloody body looking very fierce.

“Boom!”

Shi Hao didn’t speak, he threw a punch, driving a powerful domain force, striking Qin Zhan’s jaw, a crack, the grating sound of breaking bones followed by the clatter of a dozen teeth falling out.

This strike would have reduced anyone else of this caliber to bloody mud, their body exploding on impact, but Qin Zhan was still alive, still laughing chillingly.

Behind them, Qin Hao in silver-white divine attire, his hair fluttering, eyes bright and spirited, once again raised his Silver Spear, pointing it at Shi Hao’s back, releasing his battle intent.

Shi Hao’s face was cold, he did not turn back, feeling a strong murderous intent and sharpness, locking on him, symbols flowed throughout his body, like dancing flames.

Two elders shook their heads, one of them grabbing Qin Hao, telling him not to move and forcefully pressing down the sharp and gleaming Silver Spear in his hand.

And the other spoke softly, “Qin Zhan has gone mad in pursuit of cultivation. You should not intervene.”

“Huh?” Qin Hao was astonished, his expression questioning.

“This is Immortal Mountain; do you think we would just watch him die? Qin Zhan has become obsessed; for the strongest path, he must make that step amidst madness,” one elder explained.

“Little Stone, you’re strong, but you’ve made a poor move. Instead of playing your part as the young emperor, you come to our Qin Clan, seeking humiliation. Do you know where you are? Even Divine Kings from the Divine Realm would have to show restraint here. If a Primordial Divine Bird came, it would have to stay cooped up!”

Qin Zhan, spitting out a few teeth, was still defiant, sneering, “Come at me if you want to avenge your grandfather; otherwise, shortly, you too will be beaten until you’re coughing up blood, following in your grandfather’s footsteps. Here, you’re powerless!”

The grandfather was Shi Hao’s unassailable taboo–all he did was for him. Losing an arm was no different; Shi Hao could not tolerate anyone humiliating Great Demonic God Grandpa Fifteen.

Without saying a word, he swung his hand in a giant slap, striking Qin Zhan’s cheekbone, nearly shattering his head, inflicting severe injuries.

Without a doubt, the Immortal Physique displayed its defiance of the heavens, enduring such attacks, yet still not dying.

Of course, this was also because Shi Hao had held back some power; he wasn’t yet ready for Qin Zhan to die. He needed to determine his grandfather’s whereabouts and spared his life for this reason.

“Come again, attack my body, can you crush me to pieces? Let me see the true strength of you, boy. Don’t be so gentle!” Qin Zhan bared his teeth and laughed, blood continuously dripping.

And in this moment, his entire body shone brightly with various mysterious symbols densely covering it; those were Arrays engraved within his flesh, forming mysterious Divine Power channels that then circulated, releasing Mana.

“Are you asking for abuse?” Shi Hao said, lifting him up again, a punch thundered out, propelling him explosively away.

“Crack!”

Qin Zhan’s ribcage shattered, seven or eight bones fracturing, blood flowing, yet his body glowed even brighter.

The Immortal Physique, capable of crushing everything, was the epitome of the condensation of Mana and the tempering of the body to the utmost limit, known as the Immortal Physique, unharmed even after death.

This type of body was comparable to the Vajra Unbreakable Body of the Western Sect, pushing the body to the extreme, deemed immortal, enduring forever with the world!

When Qin Zhan roamed the world, he invincibly employed this Dharma Body, defeating countless powerful enemies, rarely encountering an opponent in the Venerable Realm.

Now for this reason, after suffering attack after attack from Shi Hao, he was still alive, not reduced to bones and scattered to the wind.

“Come on, I hit your grandfather harder than you’re hitting now, making him cough up blood continuously!” Qin Zhan shouted madly, his face twisted.

At this time, his shattered ribcage did not disintegrate. Instead, it glowed, divine power released from the bone marrow, transforming into orbs of light that enveloped his body.

“Boom!”

Shi Hao threw another punch, piercing through the light screen, once again shattering many of Qin Zhan’s bones, most bursting into bone fragments, appearing difficult to reassemble.

Such punching power was said to be invincible in this realm because nobody else could crush the Immortal Physique so easily, repeatedly shattering such sturdy bones.

“Hey, I just can’t die. If you dare, come at me again, or you’ll miss your chance; the deity of my Qin Clan is about to come out of seclusion, and he won’t be in a good mood when he sees you!” Qin Zhan, fallen into madness, had demonic pupils and blood-stained silver hair, looking crazy and frightening.

“As you wish!”

Shi Hao’s voice was icy cold, his fist glowing as he executed the Kun Peng’s technique. This time, he didn’t use all his strength; a simple smash caused Qin Zhan’s bones to crackle and shatter inside his body.

However, it was also precisely because of this that Qin Zhan appeared even more demonic. After his bones split open, five-colored light flowed out from his bone marrow, forming layers of light that enveloped him.

In the end, it formed a sacred golden liquid that wrapped around him, housing an undying profoundness. Various characters emerged within the five-colored holy light, with a powerful aura that made others tremble.

“Brat, come at me again!” Qin Zhan shouted.

“Is he using the tremendous force from the outside to shatter his own restraints, thereby breaking through and taking that critical step?” Far away, Qin Hao revealed a very interested expression.

“Not just that, should he succeed, he will bestow a few Great Divine Powers upon you.” Next to him, an elder spoke, his eyes fiery with a certain anticipation.

Shi Hao felt it; the opponent was using him as a whetstone. At this moment, there was something special. When he struck with his fist, that viscous golden liquid was very strange, as if it could absorb everything.

Qin Zhan’s bones were all shattered, his divine marrow glowing, giving birth to new life. Mana gushed forth, wrapping him wholly in what was almost a nirvana-like transformation.

“Let’s end this. I’ll let you see hope, yet you won’t take that step, nor will you steal my precious symbol,” Shi Hao’s sound transmission was cold and unforgiving.

At that moment, a delicate giant Peng bird burst forth from the palm of his hand, plunging into the sacred golden liquid, piercing through the light cocoon that wrapped around Qin Zhan, and forcefully tearing open the great cocoon.

The liquid surged frenetically, trying to imprint all of Shi Hao’s characters to obtain the secrets of the Peng’s technique. This was a terrifying secret technique, achieving a grand detachment in the face of life and death!

However, Shi Hao was no ordinary person. He had long seen through it and had the ability to break it, not giving the opponent a chance to peek at his precious symbol.

“It’s ruined; he failed to capture the precious symbol. Qin Zhan has failed,” two elders at Qin Hao’s side remarked with a change in expression, rushing forward.

The Qin Clan had an ancient technique that was said to be the essence of nirvana, a supreme scripture. Evidently, Qin Zhan had succeeded in cultivating it. He had been accumulating all along, hoping to take that step.

Lately, a tremendous opportunity was right before his eyes. He wanted to steal Shi Hao’s supreme technique, especially the Kun Peng treasure, during the process of nirvana, hence his demonic and crazed behavior.

Such a Nirvana Method was powerful and mysterious. In its process, not only does it cleanse oneself, but it also imprints various techniques and daos from the outside world. Shi Hao’s attacks would be sculpted within the sacred golden liquid and eventually owned by Qin Zhan.

Regrettably, he had calculated well and set high expectations, but in the end, Qin Zhan could not achieve his desire.

Shi Hao’s left hand performed the Kun Peng’s technique to its extreme, and in his right palm emerged a blade of grass with soaring sword intent, utterly igniting the place.

“You…”

Qin Zhan was shocked and somewhat fearful.

For he realized that many forces within his body, long entrenched within his flesh and blood, were now all ignited at once and then exploded thunderously.

His flesh and blood were shattering, his body was disintegrating, and the dozens and hundreds of Arrays carved inside him were all diminishing and swiftly extinguishing.

“No!” This was his path of dao, the embodiment of his achievements, and now it was all being worn down by someone else.

A cold smirk lingered on Shi Hao’s lips. Although he didn’t know the other wanted to steal his precious symbol at first, he was aware that this person was crazily persistent with a purpose. After observing that he wanted to use him to achieve nirvana, Shi Hao retained many hidden forces untriggered.

“As you wish,” Shi Hao whispered softly.

This voice was filled with mockery and coldness to Qin Zhan’s ears. His broken body felt cold, filled with unwillingness and a great fear.

Indeed, as Little Stone had said, the opponent let him see hope, but he couldn’t take that step, nor could he obtain the precious symbol.

Qin Zhan regretted. He had been too confident. It would have been better to break through somewhere else instead of trying to steal Shi Hao’s precious symbol today, resulting in such a miserable outcome.

“Eh…” As Shi Hao’s heart stirred and he detonated various hidden forces, his hands reached into the sacred golden liquid, sensing a piece of dazzling characters.

What was this? He quickly gathered them; they shrouded all the Liquid Thunder, emitting from the opponent’s bone marrow–sacred and flawless, containing a secret technique.

Soon, he was moved. It was an ancient technique called the Five Elements Nirvana Technique, indeed one of the supreme secret techniques from the Immortal Mountain heritage of the Qin Clan.

This Divine Power was something ordinary people could not see because Qin Zhan was too exceptional. Though a little into madness, his real combat strength was peerless, with few rivals among his peers.

Shi Hao was greatly shaken. He had seen the Kun Peng’s technique, learned the Suanni Law, and also cultivated the sword intent of a stalk of grass. With extraordinary insights, obtaining this Secret Volume, he understood the significance of this secret technique–it was exceptional.

“It must be left by a Heavenly Venerate from the Immortal Mountain!”

This Nirvana Method could resolve a major issue for him. This world is flawed, the road incomplete. He would surely face it eventually, needing an ascension and cleansing.

This technique was perfect for him; by choosing the right opportunity for detachment, he could become even stronger and reborn from nirvana!

In the distance, the two elders had already made their move, but they couldn’t match Shi Hao’s speed. He carried Qin Zhan into the valley, steadily acquiring characters, gradually completing the volume.

“Apart from nirvana, this technique has other great purposes, with immense benefits for cultivation!” Shi Hao was amazed. The more he acquired, the more surprises he found.

Inside the valley, the atmosphere was serene. Nine-colored Deer ran, and Five-colored Peacock danced. This was a truly Divine Soil, with silver waterfalls cascading down the mountains, pouring into the sky.

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Deep within the pure land were various magnificent sceneries like the Divine Realm, permeated with the breath of Deities.

The valley was divided into several large areas, one of which was very familiar to Shi Hao. His heart skipped a beat; it resembled the courtyard from the Martial King’s Mansion where he had lived.

Suddenly, he saw a pair of familiar figures in that area!

In that instant, Shi Hao’s thoughts whirled, a wave of warmth surged to his heart, his eyes misting over. His voice trembled with emotion as he murmured, “Father, Mother!”

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