Perfect World - Chapter 494 - Chapter 494: Chapter 694: Heroic Spirit
Chapter 494: Chapter 694: Heroic Spirit
The five Pools of Rebirth represented five realms, perfectly matching the five realms Shi Hao had cultivated. Now they were laid out before him, was this meant to be his rebirth?
But he didn’t feel that the other party would be so kind-hearted because, just as he had no affinity with Immortal Mountain, the other party had no fondness for him either.
“Patriarch Qin Wu… what are you trying to do?” Two elderly men, accompanying Qin Hao, stood at a distance, their expressions a mix of shock and uncertainty.
“Hao’er, go and fight him. Hone yourself. It’s truly wasteful not to use such a young supreme being,” said Qin Wu, his gaze fixed on the distant youth.
Qin Hao nodded and leaped up. Qin Wu pointed a finger, sending him directly into the array.
“Elder, Hao’er is still just a child,” a Venerable One hurriedly spoke, but did not continue. It was clear that at Qin Hao’s age, he was no match for his Shi Hao.
“You don’t understand the marvelous uses of the Pool of Rebirth. Whatever realm is carved on the Stele, once someone enters, they will become that realm. Of course, there are other arrays to aid, like that of a certain ancient and boundless battlefield,” Qin Wu stated indifferently.
“Elder, by trapping him here, do you intend to use him to refine Hao’er?” another Venerable One asked, surprised and a bit cautious. “But if anything untoward happens to Little Stone, it would be hard to explain. Patriarch Qin Si mentioned before ascending to the Heavenly Realm, stating that he shares half of our Qin Clan’s bloodline; we can’t force him.”
“I am not forcing, only conducting a normal exchange. Besides, he has grown up outside our clan and holds many grievances against us. If we allow him to continue growing unchecked, it could prove dangerous!” Qin Wu declared.
The two Venerables turned pale. Little Stone had acted decisively, slaying two Venerables of Immortal Mountain, which showed how dissatisfied he was with the Qin Clan’s desire to take over the Stone Kingdom’s Royal Palace.
Moreover, as an Innate Supreme, if he were to die young, then so be it. Nevertheless, if he were to come of age and rise within the great desolate area, the potential he would have was unimaginable!
“All that I am doing, I do for the good of Immortal Mountain. If the Supreme Nirvana Plan requires using him, so be it; we shall offer him to the higher realms for handling. If we don’t need to use him, we must keep him within our clan’s grasp; we can’t let him go!” Qin Wu’s words were cold and callous.
“Elder, what do you mean by… how shall we deal with him?” a Venerable One inquired further.
“Who can say for sure what will happen in the future? There’s no need to rush to conclusions now. Regardless of how future generations will judge me, one fact is undeniable: everything I do is for the benefit of the Qin Clan.” Qin Wu’s words grew even more chilling, offering a somber hint.
The two Venerables felt a shiver in their hearts, well aware that this Elder was not to be trifled with — once he made a decision, he would surely be ruthless and merciless.
“He possesses the giant Peng bird’s technique? Such a matchless precious technique must fall into the hands of our Qin Clan!” Qin Wu asserted firmly.
“Taking it by force will likely cause Little Stone, with his unyielding nature, to self-destruct rather than submit,” a Venerable One cautioned.
“Qin Zhan may be eccentric, but his idea is sound. He knows to gather such precious techniques. With my divine skills, there are plenty of opportunities to scheme and snatch it,” Qin Wu said with a cold laugh.
“Hao’er has entered. Eh, what’s that? Various spirits have appeared; is this the Heroic Spirit Battlefield?” a Venerable One exclaimed.
Qin Wu nodded. “I have set up the Heroic Spirit Battlefield, specifically transferred from another space, which is sufficient to draw out Little Stone’s soul from his body, and then use the Pool of Rebirth to imprint his techniques.”
“Hao’er, he won’t be affected, will he?” a Venerable One voiced his concern.
“No, they will battle across the void!” Qin Wu replied.
Inside the array space, Shi Hao’s heart skipped a beat, feeling waves of bone-chilling intent descending as if the gates of hell had opened and endless demons were about to break out.
“What’s going on?” he thought apprehensively.
In this space, all vegetation had vanished. Sinister energy weighed heavily, the vast emptiness transformed into the ancient and boundless battlefield, with one spirit after another materializing.
Some spirits, crowned, were the strongest among Heroic Spirits; their undying battle will soared to the heavens, fierce and combative.
In this space, only the five Pools of Rebirth were brimming with Yang Energy, waves of hot air surged out — the only suitable place for cultivators to stand.
“Immortal Mountain, I warn you, do not provoke me further, or suffer the consequences!” Shi Hao’s voice boomed loudly, echoing throughout the space.
In his quest to find his parents, he had lowered his stature — not only making the long journey and braving the danger of entering Immortal Mountain but also repeatedly compromising, just seeking to see his parents.
Yet, the other side was unabashed, continuing in this manner, setting up the Heroic Spirit Battlefield arbitrarily — they wanted to force him into battle.
“The sharpness of a precious sword comes from constant grinding; every powerful cultivator needs to comprehend through battle. Only through this can one truly attain rebirth,” Qin Wu’s voice carried over.
The implication was clear: engage in fierce battle with Heroic Spirits to make better use of the five Pools of Rebirth.
“Shh!”
A spirit, all in white, signifying the condensation of soul force, abruptly appeared behind Shi Hao, brandishing a white bone shear, and slashing down viciously.
“Clang!”
Shi Hao turned, forming a seal with one hand to meet the attack. He shattered the bone shear and at the same time, flames of the Vermilion Bird erupted from his palm, turning it into ash.
“Howl…”
A hair-raising scream sounded, like wails of malevolent spirits, chilling and dire — the whole ancient and boundless battlefield erupted, all Heroic Spirits went berserk.
At this moment, whether on the ground, in the void, or amongst the gloomy clouds, spirits appeared, swiftly gathering into a ferocious gale carrying waves of Yin energy, charging crazily towards him.
Shi Hao shuddered — so many Heroic Spirits, uncountable, boundless, each one powerful and difficult to exterminate. This was a significant crisis.
“Kill!”
Shi Hao had no other choice but to strike back. Vermilion Bird’s Four Strikes burst forth, fierce red flames engulfing the sky, instantly covering a group of spirits, turning them into dozens of human-shaped torches.
“Buzz!”
The void trembled lightly, and Shi Hao quickly dodged as a rusted War Spear tore through the void, rushing with a formidable divine might.
“Powerful!” Shi Hao’s eyes narrowed as the War Spear flew past, embedding into the earth, causing the land to crumble and explode into a huge abyss.
In the sky, a silver spirit appeared, luminous and bright, outshining the rest, casting his presence akin to a casting of pure silver.
“There are masters here,” Shi Hao muttered under his breath.
The next moment he changed color; several silver spirits appeared at once, shining like silver suns, clearly Heroic Spirits, but also radiating an intense heat.
Piercing and shrill cries rang out as more than a dozen silver spirits howled, like a hundred thousand fierce spirits wailing — that sound was too horrific. The world trembled, the ground fractured, and the Yin mist roiled.
It was as if the end of the world had arrived, annihilating everything.
At the same time, tens of thousands of ghostly spirits roared in unison, forming a “domain” and opening up a special space made of soul energy.
Inside, everything was silver and incredibly terrifying.
Shi Hao felt a throbbing pain at his brow; he felt as if his divine soul was about to leave his body, drawn by some inexplicable force into that special silver domain.
“What is this?” Shi Hao’s eyes shot open in anger, having never experienced such a manner of combat before.
Finally, his brow bled and his powerful divine soul transformed into a fist-sized figure, radiating vigorous Yang Energy as it left his body.
“No, this isn’t right!” As he was being drawn by that force, he noticed that all five Pools of Rebirth were boiling. Mysterious dao rhythms surfaced, as if trying to engrave everything within heaven and earth.
“Return to your place!” Shi Hao shouted. His divine soul burst forth with dazzling gold light, and in an instant, it pierced through the void, slaying thousands of Heroic Spirits.
This was the strongest strike of Shi Hao’s soul, representing his Extreme Path’s profound meaning. At that moment, he didn’t resort to precious symbols but inexplicably felt an urge, activating the Primal True Solution and executing an extremely ordinary but miraculously potent move, channeling the power of his soul!
It was like a bolt of lightning from the Immortal’s realm, shocking the void, unleashing endless light. The Heroic Spirits before him were decimated, all exploding into nothingness!
The next instant, Shi Hao returned to himself; the fist-sized divine soul, like a sun in the sky, took a step and walked forward, emitting undying brilliance before returning to his brow, his body once more.
He had a feeling that if he hadn’t returned in time, he would have been in danger. All his secrets would have been plundered, his soul spied upon entirely.
“What an astonishing divine soul, it defies common sense. Even the special domain created by the silver divine soul and tens of thousands of Heroic Spirits couldn’t confine him. This Little Stone is too dazzling. If placed in the higher realms, he would likely rise to prominence,” a Venerable One remarked in astonishment.
Qin Wu was indifferent, yet he was also severely shaken. How formidable was that silver soul body; having conjured a domain space together, it still couldn’t shake Shi Hao’s divine soul, which was beyond reason.
Shi Hao let out a loud cry. In his hand appeared a Golden Divine Sword, the National Guardian Artifact of the Shi Clan. At this very moment, its light blazed brilliantly, cleaving through the domain space with a single stroke.
With a bang, the silver domain exploded, countless soul bodies shattered, even several silver soul bodies perished in that terrifying domain.
A rage brewed within Shi Hao. Since entering the Immortal Mountain, he had faced one difficulty after another. If his parents weren’t here, and their circumstances unknown, he would have long since stopped tolerating it.
At this moment, only by wielding the Golden Divine Sword to slay the Heroic Spirits could he vent his anger.
“Boom!”
Suddenly, a pale golden soul body appeared in the void, holding a golden Magic Wand and swinging it forcefully, a vast soul flame, embedded with dense symbols, enveloped everything.
A Divine Artifact!
And that Heroic Spirit was incredibly powerful, wielding a Divine Artifact Wand that posed a threat to Little Stone.
“Roar…” Shi Hao bellowed, fearless, lunging forward. Accompanying his voice was a surge of blood energy that, like a True Dragon, burst forth from within his body, covering the entire void.
“Boom!”
In that moment, numerous Heroic Spirits around him exploded and then burned, howling to their deaths, their soul bodies demolished, with countless others crushed by that horrifying blood energy.
The pale golden soul body was halted, holding the Magic Wand defensively.
“This is… Little Stone’s body. Such formidable blood energy! At his age, unrivaled in the Lower Realm!”
“I wonder if my infant, when he reaches fifteen, could possess such a vast amount of blood energy. It’s too terrifying, echoes of ancient times. With such blood energy, he can slay thousands of Heroic Spirits; his Yang Energy is too abundant!”
The two Venerables were shocked. The more they discovered about Little Stone’s potential, the more their scalps tingled with fear.
Qin Wu was silent too. Strong as he was, capable of looking down upon beings of the Lower Realm, even he was deeply shaken upon seeing Shi Hao’s billowing blood energy. At least, in his youth, he couldn’t compare to such an existence above the mortal world.
“Activate the Demon Summoning Formation, confine the battle intent. Let the infant participate in the battle, to temper him!” Qin Wu declared.
His hands moved, initiating another ancient Array, drawing in Shi Hao’s battle intent and thrusting it into another space.
Qin Hao appeared, resplendent in silver armor, holding a Divine Spirit War Spear in hand, pointing at Shi Hao’s brow, and then launched the fiercest of attacks.
Shi Hao felt his battle intent being siphoned, merging into the Array from before, engaging in combat with someone.
His brow shone brightly; his instincts and perception were fully opened, his innate awareness within his body awakening to what was happening. He was in battle with his own brother.
“Boom!”
An inexplicable power emerged, connecting the two youths; Shi Hao saw his battle intent and Mana being converted, shaping another version of himself, fighting that Qin Hao.
“Brother, do you so wish to battle me?” Shi Hao kept a poker face, his gaze cold.
Then, raising his head, he let out a roar towards the heavens, “Immortal Mountain, Qin Wu, you’re pushing me, be careful lest this land collapses and eternal ruin befalls!”
For some reason, upon hearing Shi Hao’s roar, both Qin Wu and the two Venerables were stunned. His wail had reached and disturbed their minds.
Inside another Array space, Shi Ziling’s hair fluttered wildly; his eyes gleamed with Divine Radiance as he said, “I can feel it; our two children are in there.”
He pinpointed the spatial location and then took a dim dagger from his wife’s hand, slashing ferociously. The Magic Artifact was boundlessly terrifying, covered in dense symbols, actually tearing open space.
The Heroic Spirit Battlefield was split with a crack, and the couple caught a glimpse of the two youths locked in fierce combat.
“That is…” Both trembled in their hearts.
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“Roar…” Shi Hao roared, his black hair dancing wildly, “Immortal Mountain, you’ve gone too far. Forcing my brothers into deadly strife; today I’ll show you, my demonic deity grandfather is not to be insulted, my parents not to be bullied, I will not be suppressed. I’ll overturn this Immortal Mountain!”
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