Chapter 300: I Forged My Own Sacred Bones (Requesting Monthly Votes)

"No, the clan master must be ready to stop them at any moment!"

Ji Shen Yunqing hurriedly said.

Ji Ji Tianchao nodded slightly; he was already prepared to act at any instant.

In the training ground, as Ji Ji Xuanshen's Dao domain unfolded, every brick, tile, and solid stone within shattered, crushed, and broken under the domain's law pressure.

His Dao domain was the rule of fission—anything within it would split, fragment, and ultimately perish! Eventually, the domain spread across half the training ground, halting before Li Hao:

"If you beg for mercy now and bow before me, I may spare your life; otherwise, you will vanish in a single breath!"

Ji Ji Xuanshen said coldly.

"A single breath is enough!"

Li Hao replied.

At this moment, he no longer held back; his eyes grew serious.

A Dao domain—this was the same level as Candlefire God—but Candlefire God was a supreme master of the Taixu Realm, while this was merely a young prodigy of the Ji clan, revealing the immense depth of this ancient holy lineage! "Get into the Qiankun Jade Belt!"

Li Hao transmitted a message to the Crimson Blood Vine King on his wrist.

"Hmm, be careful—he's terrifying..."

The Crimson Blood Vine King's tendrils seemed to press lightly against Li Hao's wrist, then swiftly retracted into the open Qiankun Jade Belt.

Within the Dao domain, Li Hao could withstand it, but the Crimson Blood Vine King would be shattered and killed instantly.

Having withdrawn the Crimson Blood Vine King, Li Hao focused entirely; he took a deep breath, his aura surging, the Heavenly Veins rotating, one breath of immortal qi exhaled and drawn in, drawing in the energy of heaven and earth.

Immortal Transformation!

Li Hao's aura surged violently upward; the crimson-gold light on his flesh grew even more brilliant.

Waves of aura, thick as dense white smoke, converged relentlessly upon his body, like rivers flowing into the sea, radiating a mighty momentum.

"What is that?!"

"That looks like... the Heavenly Veins?!"

"My god, this is the peak of the Zhou Tian Realm—he's mastered the peak of the Zhou Tian Realm?!"

Seeing the tangible, silk-like energy, everyone froze.

Only those of the ancient holy lineage, with vast experience, could recognize this sight—the ultimate manifestation of the Heavenly Veins.

And this peak of the second realm—even among the ancient holy lineage—few could reach it.

"Heavenly Veins—he actually has Heavenly Veins!"

"No wonder he doesn't need rest, able to fight continuously."

"My god, is he really a half-blood? Even if he trained my Ji clan's strongest vein-opening and qi-circulation arts, he couldn't open all major veins—let alone Yin-Yang dual veins!"

"Only by cultivating multiple vein-opening arts, overlapping and mirroring each other, could one fully open all major veins—but the Yang veins are extremely perilous; one needs the protection of Reverse Destiny to even attempt opening them, or one will surely perish!"

Everyone was stunned by Li Hao—cultivating just one vein-opening art to its peak still couldn't open all 108 major veins.

Only by combining several, even dozens, of vein-opening arts could one achieve this—and such a feat was beyond the reach of most prodigies, for they lacked the time.

Only warriors like Ji Ji Tianchao and a few elders, who had trained for decades, had completed this peak.

And even that relied on the Ji clan possessing a wide variety of vein-opening arts.

Elders from smaller clans, even after centuries of cultivation, might never forge Heavenly Veins; each family guarded their arts as sacred treasures, often killing one another to seize them—these were the very foundations of their clans.

"That boy has forged Heavenly Veins—opened two ultimate realms!"

Ji Yunyue and others were equally stunned; no wonder Li Hao had earlier claimed he would challenge all below Dao Realm with a single unbroken strike—paired with his body, hardened like a divine weapon, and now these Heavenly Veins, he was truly invincible below Dao Realm! "He's not being arrogant—he knows exactly what he's doing. Now he's challenging Dao Realm... does he have another trump card?"

"Correct. To push the Heavenly Veins to this extent—visible even to Shenyou Realm eyes—means the art he's using now demands an utterly terrifying amount of energy..."

Ji Ji Tianchao stared intently at the boy, his expression more grave than ever, his whole body like a thunderclap sheathed in divine light, ready to strike at any moment.

"He may... have mastered three ultimate realms!"

Hearing Ji Ji Tianchao's words, Ji Shen Yunqing and the others froze, then turned pale with shock.

Three ultimate realms?

They knew what it meant to master three ultimate realms.

In midair, the remaining prodigies who had not yet fought—Ji Xia Qingshuang among them—were also stunned, finally realizing the vast gulf between them and this boy.

Of all Ji clan prodigies, only one possessed Heavenly Veins.

That was Ji Ji Xuanshen.

At this moment, in the training ground, Ji Ji Xuanshen saw the silk-like aura swirling around Li Hao; cold eyes flickered with surprise:

"You have Heavenly Veins too?"

He hadn't expected this half-blood boy to have caught up with him so closely in cultivation.

Aside from lacking Sacred Bones and cultivation depth, everything else was nearly equal!

And he was older than Li Hao—given time, this boy would become him.

"So you truly have the arrogance to match your talent—but unfortunately, when I was young, I wasn't as reckless as you. You'll die young!"

He no longer held back; he raised his hand and thrust his Dao domain forward.

"Within my Dao domain, even ultimate realms are useless—everything will be severed. This is my domain!"

Ji Ji Xuanshen's aura surged, yet he did not activate his Heavenly Veins—merely with his Dao domain, he could effortlessly suppress all.

The power of a Dao domain was beyond even prodigies to reverse; even those at the pinnacle of the Absolute Arts struggled to face a Peaceful Dao Realm.

After all, those who reached Peaceful Dao Realm in youth were almost always top-tier prodigies themselves.

Feeling the Dao domain's pressure cut off the surrounding heavenly energy, Li Hao took a deep breath and retreated rapidly, his immortal qi transforming at full speed—directly entering Immortal Transformation at fifty percent! The immense aura instantly condensed into his body, the Heavenly Veins operating at maximum capacity; around him, spiritual veins like glowing networks converged upon his flesh.

Li Hao's flesh cracked open, then healed again; under Divine Power, his healing outpaced his destruction, leaving only a trickle of golden blood seeping out.

Li Hao's eyes blazed wide; as the Dao domain neared full coverage, he suddenly erupted forward, charging straight at his opponent.

"He's entered the Dao domain!"

Seeing Li Hao fully engulfed by the Dao domain, everyone's hearts clenched in their throats.

The power of a Dao domain was unbeatable! Just as everyone assumed Li Hao's body would be crushed in an instant, a shocking scene unfolded.

Li Hao, braving Ji Ji Xuanshen's Dao domain, strode forward, his body moving like a meteor.

The domain's rule suppression had almost no effect on his body! "What?!"

The boy shattered legend—everyone stared wide-eyed, unable to believe it, faces filled with disbelief.

Ji Ji Xuanshen himself froze, utterly astonished—Li Hao could move freely within his Dao domain and was launching an attack!

He'd known Li Hao's body was strong, but not this strong—able to resist a Dao domain? Wasn't this close to a Sacred Dao artifact?

"Is this your confidence?!"

Ji Ji Xuanshen's eyes flashed with icy light; he struck out with a palm.

His palm, like violet-black lightning, surged forward, merging with the Dao domain, radiating boundless might.

"Break!!"

Li Hao roared, unleashing a punch—his Immortal Transformation power condensed into one devastating blow, shattering the violet-black lightning palm!

He moved through like piercing a wall, ignoring the searing purple lightning scorching his body, charging full speed toward Ji Ji Xuanshen.

Immense power gathered at his fist, then slammed down.

The rules within the Dao domain seemed to recoil slightly before this punch; the fission force wore away at its momentum—but the punch was too terrifying. Though nearly halved in an instant, it still struck Ji Ji Xuanshen's chest like a falling star.

Ji Ji Xuanshen raised his arm to block—but the force drawn in by Immortal Transformation exceeded his arm's limit; his palm was smashed into his own chest, bones shattered, chest caved in, and he was flung backward!

The punch's force dissipated; the entire arena fell silent.

Not just the onlookers—even Ji Ji Daoxin and Ji Ji Tianchao, ready to intervene—were stunned, bewildered.

Within the Dao domain, that boy had punched a Dao Realm master into flight!

This sight shattered their worldview, shattered their understanding.

The Ji clan spectators' faces were etched with awe, their eyes deeply imprinted with the image of the boy—fist clenched in invincible might, like a god.

One man, standing alone against prodigies—like an invincible war god! Thud! Li Hao's foot slammed the ground, exploding outward; the Dao domain continuously tore at his body, but his self-healing was too strong, countering the damage.

But prolonged exposure would only weaken him further—he must end this swiftly!

As Li Hao surged forward like a golden thunderbolt, Ji Ji Xuanshen, who had fallen and rolled, spat a mouthful of golden blood, quickly rolled to his feet.

As his feet slid backward, he saw the boy rapidly approaching; his eyes revealed shock and fury.

He, a Peaceful Dao Realm, had been wounded by a Three Imperishable Realm—unforgivable! "Kneel before me!!" Ji Ji Xuanshen roared, unleashing lethal intent and true rage; his body blazed crimson-gold, his aura exploding, heavenly energy from all directions converging into him, rapidly healing his injuries.

Simultaneously, this power flowed into his Dao domain, intensifying the rules—intent on flaying Li Hao's skin, stripping his bones, reducing his body to ruin.

Under this sudden, violent surge of fission rules, Li Hao's flesh began tearing, wounds appearing.

Li Hao didn't hesitate—he activated the Shangshang Body's trait: brief Shangshang Etherealization.

Even within the Dao domain, his body flickered, becoming indistinct, unfathomable.

But only for an instant—then Li Hao shot upward.

The Dao domain covered the training ground, but not the air above.

Li Hao leapt clear of the Dao domain, then unleashed Immortal Transformation again, while activating the Unfailing Power!

He would use his peak state to finish this in one blow—defeat his opponent!

"Immortal Transformation—eighty percent!"

Li Hao's eyes glowed crimson-gold, golden blood spurting from his eye sockets; his flesh began cracking continuously! The Heavenly Veins spread like a spiderweb, forcibly drawing in surrounding heavenly energy at an astonishing rate—in the instant Ji Ji Xuanshen charged toward him, Immortal Transformation was complete.

"Again!"

Li Hao growled, pushing further toward his limit—another five percent increase! His flesh tore apart; without Unfailing Power, he would have already lost skin and muscle!

At ninety percent, for Li Hao's current control, there would be no return.

He could only approach the limit as closely as possible.

A thunderous tremor surged through his body, as if one hundred thousand lightning bolts roared within his bloodlines.

A terrifying pressure shook the entire arena, like a blazing sun illuminating the entire Shengshan.

Countless members of the Ji family looked up, staring at the boy whose aura rivaled that of a sun, their pupils trembling, their faces paralyzed with shock.

"What… is that?!"

At this moment, the brilliant divine sun, distant as the horizon, seemed to plummet above the Ji family's Shengshan.

Radiating boundless authority, blazing with blinding golden divine light, he stood towering and magnificent.

Within his Dao domain, Ji Ji Xuanshen uprooted the earth's momentum and surged skyward—but in an instant, he saw the boy's body coalesce into radiant divine might, as if a true god had descended! His pupils contracted, his gaze locked, yet he could not directly behold the boy's form; the boy was entirely shrouded in brilliant divine power, impenetrable.

His pupils narrowed, but then fury surged—he roared to the heavens: "Even if you are a god, I will cut you down!!"

He raised his hand, drawing a divine sword from his space, letting it land in his palm, summoning boundless sword momentum, channeling the full force of his Dao domain, and slashing upward! Amidst the dazzling golden light in midair, Li Hao's body burned with divine flames, his blood boiled, his skin and flesh peeled and cracked—but his fist clenched tightly as he stepped half a pace forward, facing the rising blade.

BOOM!!

A furious, invincible punch force, like the wrath of a god, threatened to shatter the entire Shengshan!! The ultimate blade light and the fist intent collided in midair, their Dao domains overlapping, rules fracturing rapidly—but the clash lasted but an instant.

Then came an intense, blinding divine radiance, scattering everywhere; those who had strained their eyes to watch felt a sharp pain, as if needles pierced their eyes, and involuntarily shut them tight.

When they opened their eyes again, they saw the blade light that had seemed ready to cleave heaven and earth—broken. The towering figure was violently crushed, like a golden pillar slamming straight down onto the Dao platform, sinking deep! The entire arena shattered into a massive crater—but the crater's spread was halted by Ji Ji Daoxin's barrier, not a single ripple reaching beyond.

The arena vanished; a conical crater emerged.

In midair, only a single figure remained, drenched in crimson gold, bleeding profusely.

His flesh and skin were torn open, white bones protruding from his arms and fists, ribs exposed through melted and fallen flesh—terrifying to behold.

Yet his posture stood straight, like a young war god, hair flying wildly.

Even the wind that howled through heaven and earth grew gentle near him, as if afraid to speak.

As if pitying the boy's brutality, it softly touched him, healing his wounds.

This sight left the crowds scattered across the mountains utterly silent, unable to speak.

That boy had shattered legend, defeated every Ji family prodigy, and crushed a Dao domain! Ji Ji Tianchao, Ji Shen Yunqing, and others stared dumbfounded at the boy in midair—his injuries were grave, nearly fatal—but without doubt, he had paid a terrible price and defeated Ji Ji Xuanshen!

At this moment, they recalled Ji Ji Yunge's words, and finally understood why, even in his final moments, consumed by obsession, he had still urged them to care for this boy.

He had never received a single resource from the Ji family—yet this boy surpassed every Ji prodigy!

The many prodigies who had fallen to Li Hao stood frozen.

The Ji Ji Xuanshen, a mountain hovering above them, the unattainable strongest prodigy—had he too been defeated by this boy? In the sudden silence, the earth trembled violently.

Everyone froze, turning their gaze—and saw a howling figure burst from the conical crater.

It was Ji Ji Xuanshen.

His divine robes were shredded, his divine armor cracked, his body drenched in blood, his neatly coiffed topknot undone, hair wild and disheveled—his appearance was ragged.

But Ji Ji Xuanshen's eyes, like twin golden stars amid his tangled hair, blazed with soul-shattering fury.

"Is this your limit?"

Ji Ji Xuanshen's voice, cold as ice, came through gritted teeth—he had never suffered such wounds, such humiliation since his battle for the title of strongest prodigy.

Li Hao's flesh slowly healed; he withdrew his transformation into immortal force, unable to spare attention to speak.

Waves of tearing pain spread across his body; his eyes locked onto the opponent—this Tian Dao realm prodigy was even more troublesome than the Candlefire God.

"Without me, you might have claimed the Dao Seed—but with me here, you face an unscalable mountain!"

From Ji Ji Xuanshen's chest and flank, a brilliant radiance suddenly erupted.

It was dazzling silver light, piercing heaven and earth, streaming from his body—his flesh could not obscure that silver holy radiance.

"But you have no Sacred Bone. I intended only to crush you with my Dao domain. To force me to use my Sacred Bone—you've earned a worthy death!"

Ji Ji Xuanshen stared fiercely at Li Hao, eyes filled with rage—this battle, even if he won, would leave him humiliated; if he lost, his Dao heart might shatter, and the disgrace would be worse.

"It's the Sacred Bone!"

"Ji Ji Xuanshen is activating the Sacred Bone's power!"

"Yes! This is Ji Ji Xuanshen's true trump card!"

The onlookers, seeing the silver holy light radiating from Ji Ji Xuanshen, stared in awe—having forced Ji Ji Xuanshen to this point, even if the boy lost, he would not be disgraced at all!

Waves of transcendent power drifted through heaven and earth, converging into Ji Ji Xuanshen's body.

Ji Ji Xuanshen's aura became mysterious and surging, his ink-black hair flying, his eyes now crimson-gold and icy, fixed on Li Hao:

"Without a Sacred Bone, even if you received the Dao Seed, you'd be replaced someday. Crushed!"

As he spoke one word, the Sacred Bone within him erupted with endless brilliance, carrying some law-like force—when his voice ended, an indescribable power slammed onto Li Hao.

Li Hao's pupils contracted—he felt as if a colossal hand had struck his skull, crushing his head downward into the earth.

He sensed no force, no technique—only a certain Dao, a certain law!

This… was nearly the power of a Saint!

The wounds on Li Hao's body, still healing, split open again; his body plummeted—but he gritted his teeth and halted his fall.

The cost: every split wound tore wider, instantly turning him into a bloodied corpse! Li Hao slowly raised his head, gazing up at Ji Ji Xuanshen, who loomed above, his cold golden eyes looking down.

"You still dare resist the power of a Saint?"

The silver light from Ji Ji Xuanshen's flank blazed brilliantly—it was a single bone radiating, even his flesh unable to conceal its brilliance! As if ten thousand mountains pressed upon his spine and skull—this force surpassed the Dao domain—but Li Hao knew, if he was crushed now, he would never rise again! His flesh and blood surged, unleashing a divine might that soared to the heavens.

The transformation into immortal force surged again, erupting with its former might.

But this time, his body had not yet healed, yet reached this extreme—his flesh, once like divine iron, now peeled away like torn meat pulp.

"Aaaahhh!!"

Li Hao roared to the heavens, his hair standing on end, his entire body's flesh tearing apart—many areas now revealed dazzling crimson-gold bones.

Yet this full-power eruption did not budge the indescribable, vast force pressing upon him.

"Useless! You're a half-breed, you never inherited my Ji clan's Ancestral Sacred Bone. Beneath a Saint, all are ants!"

Ji Ji Xuanshen's voice was icy.

"Just one Sacred Bone? You think it can crush me?!"

Li Hao roared to the heavens: "I don't need to inherit a Sacred Bone! One day, I will forge my own!"

The boy's roar shook the entire mountaintop.

Simultaneously, a colossal, majestic heavenly manifestation appeared behind Li Hao.

The giant manifestation seemed to unleash a silent roar, channeling the heavenly veins, drawing in the mountain's celestial power, then erupting in blazing waves of energy.

Li Hao and the manifestation struck together, punching toward Ji Ji Xuanshen in the heavens.

The manifestation's fist crashed down like a true meteor, its massive shadow instantly blotting out all of Tian Dao Mountain.

"That… is the Third Extreme Realm—the Heavenly Manifestation!!"

The godlike, towering form of the manifestation, like a shadow, now covered the faces of everyone on Tian Dao Mountain.

(End of Chapter)