Chapter 285 The Giant of the Boundary Sea Captures Little Shi Hao and Defeats Li Changsheng!
Meanwhile, in the Douluo Continent.
On the border of the Heavenly Soul Empire, deep within the Hundred Thousand Mountains, shrouded in poisonous miasma year-round.
The mountains here are extremely steep and the land is barren and treacherous. The continuous poisonous miasma completely seals off the entire mountain range, and even a ten-thousand-year-old soul beast cannot survive here for more than a short while.
This is the most mysterious, protective, and extremely xenophobic hidden sect on the Douluo Continent.
The headquarters of the Body Sect!
Inside the massive stone hall, there were no ornate decorations, only extremely rough and massive stone pillars and various animal bones.
In the center of the hall, a group of extremely burly men with bulging muscles were gathered together, looking up at the huge light screen in mid-air.
These people showed no trace of soul tools, and were dressed very lightly, with large swaths of bronze skin exposed to the air. Their vigorous blood and energy made them look like humanoid beasts.
Sitting on the wide stone chair at the very top was a short, stout old man with short, dark green hair that stood up like steel needles.
He exuded a nauseating, sweet-smelling poisonous odor, and his emerald green eyes gleamed with an untamed, ferocious light.
It is none other than the current sect master of the Body Sect, a level 98 peak Super Douluo, Poison Undying!
At this moment, Poison Undying was holding a huge piece of roasted meat from an unknown soul beast, tearing into it while staring at the light screen with disdain.
"Sect Master, look how lively the battle is in the sky."
Below the main hall, an elder from the Body Sect pointed at the body cultivators of the Primordial Immortal Court who were engaged in hand-to-hand combat with the army on the light screen, and couldn't help but sneer:
"Those people who claim to be from a higher dimension, they don't seem to be anything special."
"Look at that guy who's radiating golden light. He's just a bit too energetic and physically strong. He fights without any strategy, like a street thug brawl."
Upon hearing the elder's words, the other Body Sect experts in the hall also joined in with laughter.
In their view, this so-called Primordial Immortal Court and the so-called Immortal Realm War, although the light and shadow effects look terrifying and the void shatters at every turn, are extremely crude in terms of the development and use of the physical body!
"snort!"
Du Bu Si casually tossed the half-eaten piece of roast meat on the ground, wiped his greasy hands haphazardly on his clothes, and then suddenly stood up.
He stood with his belly sticking out, hands on his hips, his tiny eyes filled with arrogance.
"I already said that!"
"In this world, only the Body Martial Soul of our Body Sect is the supreme orthodox method for cultivating the physical body!"
After saying that, Poison Undying pointed a finger at the sixth-order disciple of the Primordial Era in the light screen, whose entire body seemed to be cast in gold, and said with a face full of disdain:
"Look at that kid, he has a huge amount of energy and blood, but he doesn't know how to unleash it."
"All they do is tough it out and smash it, without even a basic second awakening of their physical spirit. What kind of body cultivator are they?"
At this point, Poison Undying snorted coldly, his tone revealing a strong sense of superiority:
"Those people are just relying on the abundant spiritual energy of the upper realm to build up their physical bodies."
"If we were to give the same resources to our Body Sect, the disciples I trained would beat these good-for-nothings so badly that even their own parents wouldn't recognize them!"
"Sect Master is mighty!"
"The sect leader is right!"
Inside the main hall, a group of elders and disciples of the Body Sect also started shouting loudly, their faces flushed red, as if the peerless geniuses of the Primordial Immortal Court were just a bunch of lowly brutes in their eyes.
Their lineage has been passed down through generations, firmly believing that developing one's own potential is the only true path.
He didn't care about any immortal magic or divine weapons.
Just then, the sky in the light screen suddenly turned completely black, and the drop of pitch-black water from the Boundary Sea slowly dripped down, along with the terrifying black shadow sitting cross-legged on the throne of white bones.
However, upon seeing this, Du Busi showed no awe whatsoever; instead, he burst into laughter.
"Hahaha!"
"Playing tricks!"
Poison Immortal pointed at the dark figure in the light screen, whose face was indistinct, and his contempt deepened:
"They've made such a mess, creating such a huge cloud of black water. Do they really think they're something special?"
In the limited understanding of Du Busi, whose perspective was completely restricted by the low-dimensional view of Douluo Continent.
The dark matter filling the sky, and the drop of water from the Boundary Sea that crushed the void, were nothing more than some extremely rare poisonous domain, or some mutated martial soul true form.
"Playing with poison?"
"Trying to use poison in front of me? He's really met his match!"
Poison Undying slammed his chest, and an extremely dense, dark green poisonous mist erupted from his body, corroding the surrounding space with a sizzling sound.
"And that damned Bone Throne."
"What's the use of being big? Does being big intimidate people?"
Poison Undying raised his chin and shouted arrogantly:
"If I were allowed to enter that world, if I were currently on that battlefield!"
"I'll teach these arrogant and incompetent fools a lesson!"
"That shadowy figure sitting on the bone chair pretending to be innocent, I only need to activate my second awakening of my martial soul, rush up and punch him to shatter his throne!"
"Then pour my most potent and deadly poison into his mouth, so he'll know that fancy tricks are nothing but a fart in the face of absolute physical strength!"
Poison Undying's voice echoed in the spacious stone hall, eliciting another burst of excited cheers from the members of the Body Sect.
They had no idea what a Celestial King was, let alone a Celestial Emperor.
In their arrogant and ignorant dictionary, as long as the physical body is strong enough and the poison is potent enough, any big shot from the upper realm can be taken down with a single punch!
If the people of the Immortal Realm heard these remarks from the Body Sect, they would probably laugh their heads off.
But in Douluo Continent, they genuinely felt that the Primordial Immortal Court was nothing special, and those high-ranking figures were just empty shells.
...
And at this very moment.
Perfect World, Immortal Realm.
Above the Primordial Celestial Court.
When the Dharma form of the Great Lord of the Realm Sea descended, the supreme pressure that truly surpassed the level of Immortal Kings was something that a frog in a well like Poisonless could not even imagine.
"puff!"
"puff!"
It was just a tiny movement—the shadowy figure raising its arm.
Below the Primordial Immortal Court, hundreds and thousands of low-level disciples who were fighting fiercely didn't even have time to scream before their bodies exploded into clouds of blood mist under this invisible pressure!
Even the allied forces of the four major Daoist sects, who were slaughtering everyone just a moment ago, were now kneeling on the ground in droves, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.
No one can stand before this force!
"Bang!"
Emperor Que, the tenth-ranked emperor of the Primordial Era, was unable to lift his thunderous spear due to the pressure. He let out a muffled groan and slammed one knee heavily onto the ground.
Even though he gritted his teeth and tried desperately to stand up, the terrifying pressure was like ten thousand ancient mountains pressing down on his back, making him unable to move at all.
The remaining disciples, elders, and even the old sword god from the Heavenly Sword Sect who came to help were all firmly suppressed in place.
Meanwhile, on the battlefield of the Celestial Kings in mid-air.
"thump!"
The four ancient immortal kings, including the arrogant and domineering Hunyuan Immortal King and Cangnan Immortal King, did not hesitate at all when they saw the dark hand covering the sky press down.
The four high-ranking Celestial Kings actually knelt down on both knees in the void and bowed deeply to the dark figure!
"Welcome, Celestial Venerable!"
The four Celestial Kings knelt in unison in the starry sky, their faces filled with reverence.
However, the dark figure sitting cross-legged on the White Bone Throne in the Boundary Sea didn't even glance at the four of them.
Those eyes, hidden in the endless darkness, merely swept coldly over the Primordial Celestial Court below.
"Kneel down."
Only two light and airy words.
But the moment those two words were uttered, an unparalleled will that transcended the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth transformed into tangible shackles, slamming down on the shoulders of everyone in the Primordial Immortal Court!
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The disciples with weaker cultivation levels were unable to withstand this kind of dimensional reduction attack. Large groups of them had their knees bent by the force, and their knees slammed heavily onto the bluestone slabs, causing blood to flow freely.
"Don't even think about it!"
The tenth-ranked Emperor Que gritted his teeth, his purple hair whipping wildly, desperately using his spear to support himself on the ground. The bones in his legs cracked under the strain, refusing to bend even an inch.
"We, the people of the Primordial Beginning, kneel only to the Immortal Lord, not to the demons!"
The Supreme Elders burned their life force to forcefully resist this inviolable decree of the Heavenly Venerable.
"ignorance."
The dark figure let out a cold sneer.
Instead of immediately annihilating these ants, he spread his divine sense outwards, sweeping across the entire Immortal Realm without restraint, as if trying to find out if the Primordial Immortal Court had any hidden trump cards.
He swept his gaze across the severely wounded Crimson Dragon, across the double-pupiled Cang with bloodshot eyes, and across the affiliated sects that were still desperately clinging to power.
Finally, the shadowy figure's gaze abruptly stopped at the edge of the main peak plaza, on a tiny, inconspicuous figure.
It was a tiny baby, only a few years old.
At this moment, under the gaze of a powerful being from the Boundary Sea, a gaze capable of annihilating even a True Immortal, the little child not only didn't cower in fear, but instead stared wide-eyed, clutching a cleanly gnawed beast bone in his hand, staring straight at the Celestial Venerable.
Little one, Shi Hao!
"Um?"
For the first time, the shadowy figure on the bone throne let out a surprised cry.
His eyes, which could see through the very essence of all things, now saw a veil of mystery in this low-level child from the lower realm!
I can't see through it!
Not only could they not see through the child's destiny, but there was also an extremely terrifying and immense force of cause and effect from the past tightly binding around the child.
Even the faint image of the river of time appeared and disappeared beneath the child's feet, forcibly halting his deductions!
How could a little child who hasn't even ignited the divine fire possibly be involved in karma that even the Heavenly Venerable fears?
"interesting."
A rare hint of interest appeared in the shadowy figure's voice:
"This dilapidated immortal realm can actually give birth to an anomaly like you."
"Come here, let me take a good look at your background."
As soon as he finished speaking, the dark figure slowly extended a finger and gently beckoned towards the direction where the little one was.
A giant hand, formed entirely from the laws of darkness, suddenly appeared out of thin air and grabbed directly at Shi Hao.
Faced with this colossal, dark hand that blotted out the sky, the little one didn't retreat a single step. Instead, he hurled the beast bone in his hand, clenched his little fist, and shouted loudly at the heavens:
"Ugly freak, don't touch me!"
"presumptuous!"
Upon seeing this, the Primordial Immortal King, who was kneeling on the ground behind him, immediately roared in anger:
"You mere bastard from the lower realm, it's a blessing that the Heavenly Venerable has taken a liking to you. You'd better hurry over there and offer your neck for slaughter!"
However, how could the people of the Primordial Celestial Court just stand by and watch the little one be taken away?
"Did you ask us before you even asked, Junior Brother?"
Ye Qingyu, from the ninth rank, forced himself to stand up straight and spat out a mouthful of blood onto the bamboo slip. A huge character (Yu) shot into the sky, blocking the little one's way.
But the dark hand only pressed down slightly.
"Snap!"
The ancient characters shattered, and Ye Qingyu was sent flying, crashing heavily into a stone pillar. His fate was unknown.
"roar!"
(End of chapter)