Chapter 811: Chapter 811: Supreme Elixir

“With a buzz,” bird beaks, scales, beast fangs, and the like reappeared, stringed together and spread across the void, emitting a divine light that shone upon Shi Hao.

“Hmm?” Not only Shi Hao was startled, but everyone else was also taken aback. Could it be… the Six-Crowned King has personally arrived?!

Soon, Shi Hao understood; the mysterious bracelet was collecting his aura, memorizing the fluctuations of his divine soul – it was planning to assassinate him in the Ancient Immortal Era.

The Divine Spirits spectating the battle also realized the function of the bracelet. If it could slay the Descendant of Sinful Blood that would be best, but if not, it would memorize his aura. Once entering the Ancient Immortal Era, it would locate him in the shortest time imaginable.

Shi Hao faced this coldly, unafraid, and said to the bracelet, “Scram! Enter the Ancient Immortal Era, and I will surely obliterate you!”

This kind of overbearing attitude, this demeanor, left many speechless and at a loss for words. Since ancient times, which being in the Venerable Realm would dare utter such words?

To actually make such a bold statement, to enter the Ancient Immortal and slay Ning Chuan!

Not to mention the hundreds of thousands of Venerables, even the watching True Gods, Celestial Gods, and others were all momentarily dumbfounded. This Descendant of Sinful Blood was too tough, fearing nothing.

In this era, the Ancient Immortal belongs to the freaks of the ancient times. Although the Descendant of Sinful Blood is extraordinary, does he have this kind of foundation?

“Ultimately, your true form will be revealed. Once you enter the Ancient Immortal, we shall see how you ‘liberate’ yourself!” A Deity coldly said, with strong hostility.

“The petals of the Immortal Flower will manifest, and we will see whether you display your might or grovel at the feet of others.” Many from the ancient schools who had suffered heavy losses had grim expressions.

Outside the battlefield, a young girl appeared. With a wave of her hand, the bracelet made a swoosh sound, turning into a stream of light as it flew over and was solemnly held by her before disappearing.

“Quite the spectacle.” Shi Hao snorted coldly, not chasing after it.

He ascended to the fourth level of the altar, and his speed was not too slow, still brisk and vigorous. This left the Venerables below feeling powerless; this was too monstrous.

Was this even a trial? Who could climb here without advancing step by step as if carrying mountains? Yet he strode meteorically-such a slap in the face, severely testing the psychological endurance of the other Venerables.

With a swish, Shi Hao leaped up and rushed to the fifth level where he began to feel the pressure, slowing his pace a little.

He was surprised to see a few figures on the winding path, struggling with their steps. While he had been delayed in fierce battles, some had already climbed up early.

This was extraordinary, definitely the cream of the crop among the Venerables of one state!

In fact, just climbing to the third level meant that one had almost qualified, as it would be impressive for even ten thousand Venerables to reach this height.

Those who continued climbing wanted to see how great their potential was, to obtain the Stone Bowl on the ninth level and get the Supreme Elixir.

On the sixth level, Shi Hao felt a definite increase in pressure, his footsteps heavy, but still not enough to stop his progress.

Here, he saw two people, a man, and a woman, both strong, but currently drenched in sweat and under great pressure.

When they saw him advancing steadily and continuously upwards, they nearly collapsed, sweat pouring down their faces. This was terrible, crushing people’s confidence!

Outside the battlefield, all the onlookers were moved, sensing that something extraordinary might happen today!

The Demon Dragon Dao Gate, Fire Cloud Cave, Luo Fu True Valley–faces of people from these heavenly passage gates were ashen, for their entire forces had been routed, no disciples from the Sin State had successfully passed, all defeated by one person.

“He has ascended the seventh level!” someone exclaimed.

Shi Hao’s steps were stable; upon reaching the seventh level of the altar, he was already halfway up the massive structure, his position high enough to overlook the surrounding scenery.

This touched many people. It’s known that for many years, even powerful talents could only climb to the seventh layer, and they did so with great difficulty, narrowly escaping death to ascend.

But this youngster did it so casually, taking the winding mountain path all the way up!

“Boom!”

When Shi Hao stepped onto the eighth layer, his body trembled violently as if struck by a Primordial Ancient massive mountain, the impact crashing down on him, causing his bones to crackle.

Already amidst the clouds, as he ascended further, the vast force he carried dispersed the clouds around him.

Below, upon hearing the news, Venerables looked up with faces as if they had seen ghosts, staring in disbelief.

As for cultivators in the distance, they were dumbfounded. It had been perhaps more than thirty thousand years since anyone reached the eighth layer of the altar. All had failed.

This youngster, this Descendant of Sinful Blood, was about to set a new record, breaking thirty thousand years of calm.

“Hiss!” Some gasped, watching his silhouette and whispering, “Why does he seem familiar? His style, as well as his strong confidence, it’s somewhat reminiscent of… Desolate!”

Some suspected, yet there was no proof.

No matter what, once one enters the Immortal Ancient, any hidden identity will be revealed, no secrets can be kept.

“I am looking forward to finding out who he really is, to see all the identities he holds!” someone murmured.

Thump!

Shi Hao was stepping forward, his feet upon the eighth layer causing the Supreme Ancient Altar, blacker than mountains and massive, to tremble lightly from bearing too much power.

Tens of thousands of Venerables were shocked below, even those unable to see understood that someone had ascended to the eighth layer, for it was said that only at that height could one shake the altar.

Thump, thump…

The thudding of footsteps was as heavy as the beating of a Divine Drum, echoing in everyone’s ears, the rhythm steady and unchanging, overwhelming some Venerables to the point of spitting blood.

For, the whole altar began to throb, causing their blood to resonate with it.

“Boom!”

Another tremor, the Supreme Ancient Altar lit up. At the same time, chanting sounds emerged, like Zen singing or as though the stars of the universe were trembling.

The immense altar vibrated intensely, its light pervading.

“Heavens, he broke the eighty thousand-year record, he has climbed to the ninth layer of the altar.” At this moment, everyone’s expressions were frozen, filled with shock.

At the same time, a shining massive Stele emerged in the void; the splendid God Stele, where anyone who reached the ninth layer could inscribe their name.

This piece of the world could not stay silent, whether it was the tens of thousands of Venerables or the spectators, all were in an uproar, discussing loudly.

The God Stele soared into the sky, appearing before Shi Hao, who after a moment of thought, inscribed the symbol glowing from his forehead onto the Stele.

“Sin!”

Seeing this, members from several ancient schools had their expressions darken like water, fixating on that character, never expecting him to leave such a name.

“This is glory, this is achievement, this is brilliance, and it will come to light sooner or later!” Shi Hao proclaimed, his voice thunderous, shaking the heavens, clear for all to hear.

On the stone tablet, there are other names, all are the radiant, strong characters from ancient times, some of whom have become leaders in their own right, while others have been buried for hundreds of thousands of years.

Shi Hao glanced at it once and then withdrew his gaze, continuing to move forward, aiming to approach the central area and pick up that stone bowl.

The pressure on the ninth level was several times stronger than before, such that even Shi Hao’s formidable physique could feel his bones rattling with a thunderous sound.

At this moment, it was as if he was carrying the Green Sky on his back!

However, what was shocking was that he had never stopped, never paused, his walking rhythm unchanged, advancing steadily forward.

“This… has there ever been anyone like this before?”

In the past, there were astonishing beings that ascended here, but they struggled, persistently crossing, barely reaching the center, whereas he is moving evenly and unhindered!

This was indeed a record-breaking feat!

Soon, he arrived at the very center, where a stone bowl suspended in the void, its liquid so brimming it was almost spilling over.

A refreshing and intoxicating fragrance filled the air, making one feel drunk with delight.

Crack!

Shi Hao’s palm touched the stone bowl, felt a coolness, and suddenly this place bloomed with auspicious clouds, radiating thousands of lights, dazzling and incomparably sacred.

A stele reappeared, recording everything, with Shi Hao’s name inscribed once again.

Because even some who reached the ninth level altar couldn’t make it to this point, eventually falling to the ground in regret and shaken off the altar.

Shi Hao succeeded and proceeded directly to the ultimate destination.

“Sin, such speed, creating a 200,000-year record in Sin State.”

A simple sentence documented this glory, letting everyone see it clearly, dumbfounded.

It wasn’t just the record that was astonishing, but also because people knew clearly that this guy had delayed a long time on the way!

He had once circumambulated the altar, struck down enemies from all directions, and stood on the third level altar, battling the followers of the Six-Crowned King, sweeping away opponents–all of which definitely took a considerable amount of time.

Even so, he had still created an amazing record!

Without any delay, how fast would he have been, what kind of record would he have written?

“We have severely underestimated the Descendant of Sinful Blood; he is exceptionally strong, but now it’s impossible to notify the disciples in the sect!” someone said.

Now, all the states are undergoing selection, although the checkpoints in each place are different, they all take place in the Spirit Realm. Once finished, the victors will be sent directly to No-Man’s Land.

Shi Hao grabbed the bowl, shook it vigorously, the void itself trembled, and with glowing brilliance, he finally lifted the stone bowl to his lips.

A line of crystalline characters appeared, inscribed in the void, telling the origin of the Supreme Elixir and more.

This liquid, marked by the divine seals of Deities, condensed from the essence of Spirit Realm, descending from the void, taking tens of thousands of years just to fill one bowl.

Shi Hao was deeply moved; it contained the ways of Deities, the sacred fluid for cultivating the primordial essence and nurturing the divine soul. It could even transform the Primordial Spirit, shedding the old shell to give birth to a sacred entity.

“This thing is incredible!” Shi Hao’s heart trembled.

Perhaps, when igniting divine flames, this Supreme Elixir would be of great use!

Without hesitation, he drank it down, but did not assimilate it immediately, letting it guard his Primordial Spirit, forming a brilliant, dazzling cluster of light.

Another line of text appeared, informing Shi Hao that after obtaining this elixir, he would no longer be able to come here for a second bowl of Supreme Elixir; this was the only chance.

Shi Hao was unconcerned, this one time was enough!

After a brief pause, Shi Hao leaped up, and jumped off the Supreme Ancient Altar.

“Boom!”

The ground shook as he landed like a demon lord, his black hair flying wild, his eyes shining with electric fierceness.

This time, his haul was massive, everything was ready, he was just waiting to enter the vast No-Man’s Land.

Suddenly, Shi Hao felt an extreme danger approaching, as if something bad was going to happen, but the only ones around were Venerable Ones who were shaken off the altar, unwilling to accept defeat and leaving. Could it be them?

He rapidly backed away, attempting to avoid whatever was coming.

“Boom!”

One light after another flooded the area, blindingly bright, and frighteningly dangerous.

This was a Dharma Wheel, turning into a screen of light, sealing an area of ten yards around, within this confined space, various terrifying forbidden treasures whirled around.

Soul Shattering Needle, Soul Suppression Tower, Soul Losing Bell…

There were hundreds of items crammed into this narrow, enclosed space, leaving no room to evade.

Shi Hao’s expression changed; these were killing weapons, able to kill in the Spirit Realm. He had experienced such things in the Realm of Virtual Gods before.

One could not touch these artifacts; they would deplete the spirit upon contacting the flesh, eventually leading to collapse and death in reality as well.

The worst part was, within this confined space, all these artifacts exploded, far more terrible than those taboo items in the Realm of Virtual Gods, rushing towards him.

“Open!”

Shi Hao roared, spreading the Kun Peng wings, shaking the heavens with the Reincarnation Fist, the Thunder Emperor’s Treasure Art unfolded across the sky, interwoven together, the holy light burst forth like a blazing sun, and no one knew what was happening inside.

Only after a moment, with a thunderous explosion, the Dharma Wheel shattered, the Array crafted by the Supreme Sect Master was broken, and all the killing weapons inside turned to dust.

Shi Hao, disheveled, but unscathed, his gaze icy beyond compare, suddenly grabbed several fleeing Venerable Ones, said nothing, and directly searched their memories.

The next moment, his gaze was fierce, and his murderous intent overwhelming!

Pfft, pfft, several sounds as he shattered those individuals, then leaped into the air, directly launching himself toward the distant spectators, charging towards those Divine Spirits.

The place erupted in disorder, everyone was stupefied; this youth was too formidable, there were Celestial Gods here, and yet he was attacking them!

Yes, people realized, Celestial Gods are limited here.

He really had a furious temper. Once angered, he would kill Deities, and everyone was shocked, their eyes agape, watching everything unfold. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it at wuxiaworld.site. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.wuxiaworld.site to read.)