Chapter 194: The Boy

Boom!

The arrow veered off course, the Dragon-Rat dodged, and struck a nearby mountain peak, which shattered instantly, its body freezing solid, all vegetation upon it petrified in ice.

"What kind of power is this?!"

Several three-Imperishable-level demons were stunned—this boy had merely raised his hand, as if suppressing heaven and earth; this overwhelming control over objects far surpassed theirs, no wonder he could tear demons apart with his bare hands.

Li Hao no longer held back—he stepped forward with giant strides, appearing as if teleporting straight to the Dragon-Rat's front.

He raised his fist and slammed it down directly, the punch's momentum fused with sword intent, combined with his current physique, like a spear piercing through.

The Dragon-Rat, seeing this boy dare to close in, its eyes turned ferocious; it did not dodge or retreat, but suddenly opened its mouth to bite Li Hao.

Its mouth was filled with sharp fangs, like countless blades covering its jaws, capable of severing metal and cracking stone.

But Li Hao merely raised his hand, letting it bite down, then brought his other fist crashing down upon its head.

Seeing this boy's savage attack, the other demons were shocked—this was nothing like human combat style.

"Die!"

The Dragon-Rat rejoiced, biting down with full force—its bite strength was astonishing, capable of piercing even a true dragon.

But suddenly, its teeth felt as if biting into a divine weapon; countless blades pressed down, yet only slightly indented the boy's skin, leaving not a single crack.

In the instant it froze in shock, Li Hao's fist struck—Boom! —like a spearhead piercing through, smashing a hole through the Dragon-Rat's skull, shattering its cranium.

Blood spurted from its skullcap.

While the Dragon-Rat was reeling from the blow, Li Hao's arm, bitten by it, twisted suddenly, gripping its upper jaw, his body crouching as his feet planted into the gap of its lower jaw, then he surged upward.

He forcibly pried open the Dragon-Rat's mouth.

The Dragon-Rat snapped back to awareness, fear flashing in its eyes—it was of the Imperishable realm, yet its own flesh now seemed less formidable than this human boy's.

The boy was like a ferocious beast cub.

It frantically tried to fling Li Hao off, to create distance—it sensed the scent of death.

But Li Hao drove his arm through its upper jaw, then unleashed consecutive punches against the fangs inside its mouth, shattering and dislodging them, leaving its consciousness dazed and throbbing with pain.

"Quick, stop him!"

The other demons, seeing this, were horrified and rushed to rescue the Dragon-Rat.

Arrows shot again, but Li Hao's Heavenly-Geographical Manifestation appeared behind him, snatching the arrows, then thrusting them backward into the Dragon-Rat's skull.

Another demon released a cloud of fire-like mist, but Li Hao's Heavenly-Geographical Manifestation exhaled a breath of immortal qi, instantly shattering it!

"Break!"

Li Hao's arms exploded with power, roaring as he ripped open the Dragon-Rat's skull.

Blood sprayed everywhere; the Dragon-Rat let out a mournful cry, its primordial spirit fleeing from its body.

But before it could retreat, a dragon's roar roared forth, swallowing and tearing apart its primordial spirit—consumed by Long Xiao.

Li Hao casually tossed the Dragon-Rat's corpse aside, then turned to face the remaining demons; his Heavenly-Geographical Manifestation surged forward, charging at a fire-lion covered in flames.

The fire-lion roared, spewing endless seas of fire, from which a golden leaf shot out—apparently some demonic weapon.

The Manifestation raised its hand, extinguishing the flames, then forcibly grasped the golden leaf and hurled it straight back at the fire-lion's head.

The fire-lion screamed in agony and fled in panic.

"Help!"

The fire-lion cried out in desperate plea.

Far away, Lord Fengshan Jun and Bai Bai Shenjun both wore grim expressions—they could tell this boy was of the Three-Imperishable realm, yet his power far surpassed other Three-Imperishable demons.

Moreover, his body was extraordinarily resilient, impervious to biting or tearing—likely unharmed except by divine weapons.

"Hmph, no wonder he dared to charge out alone."

Lord Fengshan Jun's eyes glowed with golden flames as he said to Bai Bai Shenjun: "You take the other one—don't interfere with me!"

With that, he let out a phoenix cry, his body spinning into a flaming phoenix, riding a sea of fire as he charged toward Li Hao.

The other demons, seeing this, panicked and scattered—they realized this boy was not something a Three-Imperishable could easily kill, like those famed second-generation generals of the Divine Generals' Mansion who reached the peak of Three-Imperishable and could single-handedly challenge over a dozen Three-Imperishable demons—terrifying beyond measure.

Li Hao caught up to the fire-lion, slapped its skull with one palm, shattering it and knocking its primordial spirit loose—he was about to obliterate it when he felt scorching flames surging toward him.

He turned to see a phoenix wreathed in flames, racing toward him.

Before it even neared, its overwhelming heat seemed ready to boil heaven and earth.

Li Hao's eyes narrowed slightly, yet he remained calm; he slapped his palm down, crushing the fire-lion's fledgling primordial spirit.

Only then did he turn fully to face the flaming phoenix.

"Supreme Yang Divine Fire!"

Lord Fengshan Jun, enraged that Li Hao had killed a demon before his eyes, let out a furious growl—this was a provocation!

Divine light blazed forth, a ball of fire erupted like a blazing sun.

But Li Hao did not dodge—he summoned Long Xiao Sword, his Heavenly-Geographical Manifestation returned, then the Manifestation gripped the divine sword, its size swelling.

The Manifestation stepped forward and slashed down with all its might.

Flames exploded, divine light scattered like countless sparks; the air grew searing, scorching all around.

Li Hao stood bathed in the scorching heat, black hair flying as he urged his Heavenly-Geographical Manifestation forward, wielding the divine sword to strike.

Lord Fengshan Jun, enraged, flapped its wings, summoning vortices of flame that took the shape of tiny phoenixes—countless glowing dots flying toward Li Hao.

It itself charged forward, claws like curved hooks, aiming to destroy the true dragon soul within Long Xiao Sword!

Li Hao did not retreat or block—he stood still.

He raised both hands, and behind him, a shadow appeared—the Hundred-Forged Imperishable Body: Immovable King!

The Immovable King resembled a divine projection, hands clasped, facing the sky-full of flaming phoenix shadows; as Li Hao raised his arms, it unleashed hundreds of thousands of punch shadows.

Boom! Boom! Boom! The onrushing phoenix flames were shattered, dissolving into fire seas that swirled around Li Hao.

Under the Immovable King's onslaught, these flames could not approach—only the searing heat scorched Li Hao's body.

Yet Li Hao, surrounded by fire seas, showed no sign of his hair withering—it remained thick, deep black, shimmering with divine energy.

He stood firm in the flames, staring straight at the phoenix, his Heavenly-Geographical Manifestation already locked in combat with it.

In an instant, hundreds of thousands of sword strikes were unleashed; Lord Fengshan Jun's assault was equally brutal, each claw strike lethal, seeking to tear apart the sword soul—but the sword soul moved with Long Xiao, and Long Xiao moved with the Heavenly-Geographical Manifestation; the Taiji Qiankun Sword Art summoned Taiji shadows, enveloping Lord Fengshan Jun, neutralizing its ferocious attacks like a gentle breeze.

"Can't you kill him?"

Bai Bai Shenjun's voice came, laced with a faint laugh.

Lord Fengshan Jun flew into a rage, glaring at him—but in that moment of distraction, the Heavenly-Geographical Manifestation seized the opening, slashing down on its chest and abdomen; the flames died, and Lord Fengshan Jun recoiled, letting out a pained grunt.

Though Bai Bai Shenjun mocked Lord Fengshan Jun, he deliberately goaded it into exerting full power—his mood grew grim toward the boy.

Only Three-Imperishable, yet holding his own against a demon king—truly terrifying.

Back in Yanbei, he had watched Li Li Tiangang fight demons—never had he seen such power.

This boy was only fourteen, yet already surpassed his father.

If given time to grow, the Great Yu Divine Dynasty would birth another True Person!

He must be eliminated!

His gaze shifted to a point in empty space—a shadow lurked there; he sensed its aura locked firmly on him—should he move, the shadow would strike.

To break the stalemate, Lord Fengshan Jun must act alone.

"True Phoenix Divine Blood!!"

Injured and enraged, Lord Fengshan Jun roared; its golden flames surged even fiercer, swirling like vortices around it.

Its inner energy surged violently as it charged again at Li Hao's Heavenly-Geographical Manifestation.

It spat forth crimson flame and radiant light, like a divine rainbow piercing heaven and earth, aimed at the Manifestation.

Guided by Dao's resonance, this attack was certain to land.

Li Hao sensed it—he realized that since mastering the Supreme Body, he could perceive the traces of Dao's resonance; he clearly felt where the attack was locked onto.

It felt like anticipating the enemy's move.

"So this is a demon king's attack? Not strong enough!"

Li Hao shouted loudly.

The boy's voice reverberated across the heavens, shocking the Three-Imperishable demons nearby and sending chills down the spines of the bird demons of Huang Tianji Hall watching from afar.

Li Hao's body erupted with immortal qi; countless veils of mist and radiant light gathered, his Heavenly-Geographical Manifestation glowing brilliantly, towering like a giant wielding a divine sword, roaring as it slashed downward.

The sword gave birth to the other shore.

Countless flowers bloomed in midair, yet withered instantly in the flames—though the sword's momentum was weakened by fire, the blade still cleaved through empty space, striking directly upon Lord Fengshan Jun's head.

As the blade neared, the sword qi twisted violently, tearing open a pitch-black gate of reincarnation!

The radiant light Lord Fengshan Jun spat shattered, swallowed by the black hole carved by the blade; its eyes widened in horror—what kind of sword technique was this?

Li Hao's Heavenly-Geographical Manifestation surged forward, slashing again with overwhelming force, crushing down upon Lord Fengshan Jun's crown.

Lord Fengshan Jun roared, flapping its wings, summoning a sea of fire, countless phoenix true flames swirling to encircle and burn the Manifestation.

Under the scorching heat, the Manifestation began to warp and distort.

Li Hao felt pain in his primordial spirit—he flashed cold light in his eyes and retracted the Manifestation.

Long Xiao Sword floated automatically into his hand.

If the Manifestation fails, then use his true body!

Li Hao gripped the divine sword and charged into the sea of fire.

Countless true flames wrapped around him like chains—but snapped the moment they touched his skin.

Li Hao stepped through the flames, eyes blazing with divine light, and slashed downward.

Heavenly power gathered, forming brilliant sword qi that instantly carved a path through the fire, striking Lord Fengshan Jun's chest.

Blood sprayed; Lord Fengshan Jun screamed, retreating hundreds of meters.

It stared in shock and disbelief at the boy walking through fire—its Phoenix True Flame had failed to harm him?

It could see that Li Hao's body, though scorched by the flames, suffered only minor burns—not a single tendon or bone damaged!

Even other demon kings, when facing its Phoenix True Flame, had to retreat—otherwise, they'd lose a layer of skin!

Li Hao charged toward Lord Fengshan Jun, drawing heavenly power through immortal qi, channeling it into his arm, and slashing down with a blinding sword light—a devastating sword qi erupted, devoid of any technique, merely pure force unleashed like a river of silver, crashing down with overwhelming force.

Lord Fengshan Jun spat out radiant light to block it, but the sword qi was too refined—it shattered the light and sent the demon king crashing downward.

Li Hao lunged forward, kicking straight into its birdhead; a torrent of blood sprayed out as Lord Fengshan Jun slammed hard into a mountain peak.

The previous three Immortal-Defying demons stood frozen, speechless with shock.

This boy was too brutal—he was beating a demon king senseless!

"You!"

Lord Fengshan Jun felt as if its very blood was burning—it possessed the noblest bloodline, yet it was being beaten like this?

Before it could rise, Li Hao summoned a massive hand through his spirit control, uprooting a nearby colossal peak, and slammed it down upon the firebird with crushing force.

The peak plummeted, the earth roared, as if heaven cracked and earth shattered.

Lord Fengshan Jun's body was pinned beneath the mountain, spewing golden blood.

It roared in fury, unleashing its Unfading Power—its aura surged rapidly, golden flames burning the peak into magma, turning it crimson.

But Li Hao paid no heed—he raised Long Xiao Sword and slashed again.

This strike fused the Snowfall Sword Art with the imagery of an avalanche, amplified by immortal qi—its power was boundless; as the blade swung, it seemed as if ten thousand snow-capped mountains had collapsed, avalanches cascading down in unison.

Lord Fengshan Jun had just clawed free from the rubble when this sword strike pinned it back to the ground, a massive wound splitting its chest open.

A true dragon coiled around Li Hao's arm, augmenting his strength; his inner qi surged wildly. As the Seven Stars Lighting the Lamp's power waned, he activated it again.

With his current physique, using Seven Stars Lighting the Lamp three times in succession was effortless.

Kill!

Li Hao stomped down, harnessing the power of heaven and earth, crushing with finality.

Lord Fengshan Jun's pupils shrank—it felt death drawing near. It roared, flapping its wings, every feather melting into blood and flame as it lunged at Li Hao.

Li Hao felt searing heat scorching his skin—for the first time, he felt true burning.

His eyes blazed, yet he did not retreat—he activated the Supreme Body, expelling waves of qi from his flesh that repelled the searing flames, then slashed open the fire phoenix's chest, exposing its massive heart.

As Li Hao reached to tear out the heart, Lord Fengshan Jun roared—behind it, ancient cries echoed from the void.

Li Hao's mind rang dully, a wave of dizziness washing over him.

In that moment of stillness, the fire phoenix before him vanished, dissolving into a streak of flame and fleeing into the distance.

Li Hao looked up, locking eyes with Lord Fengshan Jun from afar.

"Damn you!!"

Lord Fengshan Jun's eyes bulged—this boy had forced it to use its Heaven-Defying Fate opportunity!

Its second life was gone!

Beside it, Bai Bai Shenjun's face was filled with shock—Lord Fengshan Jun's realm matched his own, yet it had been forced to use its Fate opportunity. This was no feigning or holding back.

This boy was simply too strong—his body was a divine vessel, impervious even to Phoenix True Flame!

"How can a Third Immortal-Defying be this strong?!"

"Are you possessed by a Sage?!"

Lord Fengshan Jun roared, unable to believe it had lost—this was unthinkable. Even if the Divine General's Mansion had countless prodigies, none had ever reached this level!

This boy was like a ferocious beast cub from the Great Wilds—brutal, terrifying.

"You've never seen me before—because you never met me."

Li Hao stepped forward, eyes icy, ready to cut it down.

Bai Bai Shenjun stepped out, drew a deep breath, and said to Lord Fengshan Jun: "Let's join forces."

"I'm done with this!"

Lord Fengshan Jun, humiliated and furious, had already lost its second life—even if it fought to the point of grave injury, it would still face other demons lurking nearby.

Better not become prey for others, fueling their path to invincibility.

Bai Bai Shenjun's face darkened—had he traveled ten thousand miles for nothing?

"Wait!"

At that moment, a distant roar echoed.

Lord Fengshan Jun and Bai Bai Shenjun turned—the red-robed girl flew toward them, followed by two figures: a man and a woman.

"Tiantian Mo Zu!"

"Wanku Gui Niang!"

Seeing their forms, Lord Fengshan Jun's eyes narrowed—they had come too?

"Trouble."

Feng Bo Ping whispered to Li Hao: "Little rat, we should leave—the number of demon kings arriving is growing."

Li Hao paused slightly, staring at the approaching demons, then probed their auras.

They made no effort to hide—they were both demon kings, though the woman's aura was weaker, seemingly only at the Dao Heart realm.

"No problem, Old Feng. You hold off one. With three… I'll give it a try!"

Li Hao whispered back.

He had not yet unleashed his true power—he wanted to test his limits.

"Three? You can handle three?" Feng Bo Ping stared at Li Hao in astonishment.

He knew Li Hao had reached the Third Immortal-Defying realm, and had previously slain a demon king while in a bizarre Heavenly Person state—but facing three demon kings alone? That was too much!

Yet when he received Li Hao's firm confirmation, he took a deep breath and stopped urging:

"Then I'll stand with you."

From Qingzhou's Divine General's Mansion, he had followed him all the way here—through wind and snow, never urging, only offering companionship.

Now, he said no more.

Because in his eyes, though Li Hao was a junior, he was also a friend.

Between friends, respect is equal—advice needs only one offering. To press further is not concern—it is command disguised as counsel.

"Good!"

Li Hao stepped forward, his aura exploding skyward—he wanted to see his limits.

Three demon kings? Slightly outnumbered—but not unwinnable!

"Lord Fengshan Jun, strike together—do you really plan to let this go?"

The arriving man's body churned with demonic qi, his scalp covered in dense, grotesque lumps.

He stared coldly at Li Hao from afar: "A Third Immortal-Defying wielding such ferocity? Even the imperial clan couldn't achieve this. I've heard this brat's mother came from the Great Wilds—he must have inherited some secret technique. He must be eliminated now, or there will be no place left for us."

"Exactly," said the woman beside him, her skin deathly pale, radiating chilling yin, her eyes a sickly green. "We all have grudges against the Li family. This opportunity is rare—we can't let it slip!"

Lord Fengshan Jun hesitated—so many demon kings had come?

A surge of delight mixed with regret—had he known this boy was this terrifying, he'd have waited. Then he wouldn't have wasted his precious Fate opportunity fighting alone.

But the thought vanished instantly—it was too shameful to hold.

A demon king, unable to kill this boy alone? Unthinkable.

"Kill!"

It spoke without hesitation.

Tiantian Mo Zu and Wanku Gui Niang also said nothing—they charged Li Hao.

Bai Bai Shenjun turned and lunged toward the hidden Fourth Standing realm, forcing it to reveal itself.

Now, with three demon kings surrounding the boy, unless another Fourth Standing realm intervened, no one could save him.

Vast demonic qi blotted out the sky; eerie wails of ghosts filled the air. Tiantian Mo Zu summoned a bronze ancient mirror, reflecting Li Hao's image—then a duplicate of Li Hao emerged from the mirror and attacked.

Li Hao's hair streamed behind him as he stepped forward, ascending like climbing heaven, radiating overwhelming aura.

At that moment, his immortal qi exploded fully, drawing heavenly power, gathering and controlling the forces of all ten directions.

Simultaneously, his body activated its Ultimate Realm power—his flesh turned golden-red, his hair transformed into gold, becoming a golden deity!

Vast, terrifying power surged from his body like an ocean.

Not only did his strength skyrocket—his physical defense, mental speed, and every other aspect surged.

Facing the mirror's phantom, Li Hao did not dodge—he slammed forward with a punch.

His golden fist pierced the heavens; the phantom raised its sword to strike—but one punch shattered the blade and pierced through the phantom entirely!

"How is this possible?!"

Tiantian Mo Zu froze, stunned—his ancient treasure could manifest a phantom of identical realm, easily crushing opponents of equal level. It was terrifyingly powerful.

Yet this phantom couldn't even withstand one punch from the boy's true body?

He didn't realize—though the mirror could replicate the phantom, it could not replicate the Ultimate Realm power!

With the Ultimate Realm's enhancement, Li Hao's body had strengthened, his absorption of heavenly power surged, and his overall power had skyrocketed.

After shattering the phantom, Li Hao unleashed divine strength in both arms, slashing his sword toward the countless ghostly shadows projected from the void.

"Yanluo Ghost Realm—Kill!"

Wanku Gui Niang's cheeks revealed blue veins as she exerted immense power—countless ghostly shadows burst from her sleeves, blanketing heaven and earth, turning the battlefield into a deathly realm.

Layer upon layer, these shadows could easily drain an enemy's power.

But now, the piercing, dragon-like cry of the sword erupted—countless ghosts screamed as if scorched by divine sunlight, instantly pierced through.

One sword cleared the entire sky of ghosts!

"Not so impressive!"

Li Hao laughed loudly, brandishing his sword and charging forward; with a single stomp of his feet, the distance between heaven and earth shrank instantly.

He drew near before the Ten-Thousand-Caves Ghost Mother, and his sword light slashed violently—countless sword qi, like tidal waves, emerged from the heavens and earth, then transformed into countless sword dragons roaring toward her.

The ghostly shadow, reformed by the yin wind, touched the sword dragons and was instantly shredded.

Among them, countless sword shadows rained down upon the Ten-Thousand-Caves Ghost Mother.

"Ten Hells, Devil-Subduing Body!"

The Ten-Thousand-Caves Ghost Mother let out a piercing shriek; from within her body came a low, male-like growl, her form swelled, and a terrifying aura erupted.

But the sword qi continued to scour her body, and suddenly, one blade of qi pierced deep inside her.

The Ten-Thousand-Caves Ghost Mother shuddered violently; the swirling ghostly energy within her froze, then abruptly collapsed.

"This… what is this…"

The Ten-Thousand-Caves Ghost Mother widened her eyes in disbelief, staring at Li Hao; she felt her life draining rapidly, as if something were sucking her vitality away, pulling it toward some distant place.

She tried to summon her strength, to let her soul escape her body—but all her power and spirit were bound by some unseen force, unable to break free.

She felt as though her body were being swallowed by something invisible.

Death!

She sensed that terrifying shadow looming over her.

In the instant her body froze, Long Xiao's sword slashed down, cleaving her body in two.

Tun Tian Mo Zu and Feng Shan Jun arrived just in time; they were bewildered why she hadn't dodged—when they saw her severed body disintegrating, her life force collapsing rapidly, and within moments, utterly extinguished.

Dead!

This sudden turn shocked both demon kings; their eyes bulged in utter disbelief.

In a single exchange, this ghostly entity of the heart realm had been slain by Li Hao!

"Now it's your turn!"

Li Hao knew he had triggered that fatal effect—though the probability was extremely low, the sheer number of sword qi that had swept over her was immense, at least ten thousand.

Had she prioritized defense and countered directly, she might have neutralized his attack—but by choosing to endure it with her flesh, she had inevitably triggered the property.