Chapter 1164

But it is not yet the right time.

Therefore, the Sea of Suffering does not exist in this era, and as its originator, he must begin by condensing the Sea of Suffering.

He activated his cultivation technique, as if innate, and in moments, the Sea of Suffering was fully condensed.

Above the Sea of Suffering, waves churned violently, emitting a tremendous crashing sound.

Behind him, majestic spiritual phenomena radiated an aura that suppressed heaven and earth.

Next came the dissolution of the Sea of Suffering...

For several consecutive days, extraordinary phenomena persisted in heaven and earth, and heavenly tribulations kept descending.

As the originator of this path, Shi Huang's current heavenly tribulation includes the Tribulation of Law Creation—far more terrifying than previous tribulations.

The Sea of Suffering Technique originated from the future and appears to have been bestowed by Zhang Taixuan.

But in truth, it is not so.

Heaven and earth cannot be deceived.

Shi Huang's status as ancestral master can never be erased by anyone.

Moreover, Zhang Taixuan never once considered claiming another's cultivation achievement.

"Saint King realm! ~!"

When the final heavenly tribulation was fully absorbed, the Supreme Bone in his chest emitted brilliant immortal light, condensing in his hand; with a mere wave, he scattered the Lei Jie at the horizon.

"Little Stone, are you going to Shi Country?"

The next day, the village chief gazed solemnly at Shi Huang.

Shi Huang nodded: "Yes. The past must be settled."

"Remember, you are also of Shi Country," the village chief warned. "You may seek revenge, but do not harm innocent civilians of Shi Country."

"I know," Shi Huang smiled. "Do you think I'm some ultimate demon lord?"

After bidding farewell to each villager, Shi Huang stepped into the Great Wilderness.

"Village chief, shouldn't we send someone to protect him?"

"No need," the village chief watched Shi Huang depart. "His current strength is nearly invincible in the mortal realm. With divine aid behind him, he doesn't need our protection at all."

"That's true."

"But daily cultivation must never be neglected. Boys, do not waste your ancestral master's hard work."

"Yes!"

On another front, Shi Huang moved with incredible speed and soon arrived at the Second Ancestral Land of the Shi Clan.

"I wonder how Little Stone Brother is doing?"

Qing Feng stood in the courtyard, expression calm.

Though physically weak, his spirit was not.

Even after years of scorn, he never altered his original heart.

He suffered here to repay his debt to Shi Father:

It was his own willing choice, and he would do it to the best of his ability.

Suddenly, his expression changed.

"Who are you?"

Without his notice, another child—of the same age as him—had appeared in the courtyard.

Though young, the newcomer carried an extraordinary aura, as if a celestial immortal had descended to earth.

"I am Shi Huang!"

Shi Huang smiled. "Qing Feng, you've endured much these years."

Qing Feng was startled: "I don't know what you're talking about! I am Shi Huang. Who sent you?"

Shi Huang stepped forward, pressed a finger to Qing Feng's third eye, and transmitted all the truths to him.

Moments later, Qing Feng regained his senses and stared at Shi Huang, utterly stunned.

He never imagined Shi Huang had such a miraculous fate.

"You actually passed that immortal scripture to me?" Qing Feng gasped. "... I'm just an ordinary person."

"No," Shi Huang shook his head. "You bore the suffering for me all these years—what difference is there between you and my own brother?"

Qing Feng was deeply moved, and now believed Shi Huang.

After all, neither the obviously profound immortal scripture nor Shi Huang's attitude could ever come from the other lineage.

The scripture was precious; emotion was even more precious.

Some nobles inherently looked down on commoners—unlike Shi Huang, who was fundamentally different.

Even the servants of his own lineage strutted arrogantly, taking pride in servitude, bowing and scraping, utterly devoid of human dignity.

"Begin your cultivation now," Shi Huang smiled. "I've already set up an array—outsiders will see no difference from before. I'll leave only after you've made progress."

"Alright."

Qing Feng was straightforward—he found an open space and began refining his body.

In this era, the ambient spiritual energy was abundant and active, making cultivation extremely easy.

Qing Feng quickly reached the peak of true qi.

Shi Huang bought some elixirs and left them behind.

"Qing Feng, cultivate well here. I'll return in a few days with a surprise for you."

Shi Yi eventually changed, lessening his hatred.

But the Supreme Bone must be reclaimed.

It is mine!

If he doesn't give it, no one can take it by force.

As for what to do with it after retrieving it.

He had already made up his mind—of course, he would give it to Qingfeng.

As my proxy, he has endured much hardship over the years; his feelings toward me are even deeper than those of a blood brother.

Giving this Supreme Bone to him, Shi Huang feels it is worth it.

"Are you going to seek revenge?" Qingfeng exclaimed, alarmed. "Is your current strength safe? Shouldn't you wait a little longer—or let me go with you?"

"Don't worry," Shi Huang smiled. "I am invincible among mortals; I'll return soon."

Qingfeng saw his confident spirit and knew persuasion was useless; he could only nod lightly and silently pray for him in his heart.