Chapter 812: The Ultimate Sword That Illuminates the Southern Region!

Ying Xiaoxiao exhausted all her strength—including the reincarnated body's lifespan and vital force tied to Li Hao in this single lifetime, as well as her core power hidden deep within the river of time—and at great cost, sent Li Hao away, only for him to be torn back and suppressed by that force from the Supreme One!

Time reversed a thousand years in an instant, then reversed again, everything returning to its original state.

The reincarnated body's own realm was merely Immortal Lord, unable to draw upon much of her core power before it was fully spent.

Even a full-circle Immortal King could not have halted that force, yet that Supreme One was far more terrifying than she imagined, and his mastery over the Path of Time surpassed hers.

This may sound strange, but know that in her former peak, her control over the Path of Time had already rivaled that of an Immortal Emperor.

Having crossed the tenth realm, she mastered a unique temporal ability belonging solely to herself.

At this moment, her exquisite face, like fine porcelain, cracked endlessly, filled with sorrow; tears streamed from Ying Xiaoxiao's eyes, like falling crystalline immortal dew.

At the same instant, seeing the girl's utterly desperate and shattered expression, Li Hao froze—he understood what had happened, and suddenly realized what he had lost.

Why? Why?!

Li Hao's blood surged violently, his mind buzzing as if the blood in his brain trembled and twisted.

Why did she give so much for him?

Li Hao's eyes turned bloodshot; the faintly formed Dao Source Immortal Seal, shaped like a broken sword, now radiated terrifying sword aura—the aura of the Nine Sequences' primordial power, the aura of the Nine Sequences' primordial forces fully fused into One Great Dao.

The Sole Self Sword Dao—only what one wills.

Now, the Dao Source is One; all myriad Dao paths are One, and all can be severed.

When this Sword Dao merged with the Dao Source Immortal Seal, a unique sword qi—the strongest of the True Immortal realm, unparalleled in heaven and earth—surged from Li Hao's palm, instantly rippling out a thousand meters of airwaves, lifting his hair into wild flight.

"This Sword Dao…"

Not far away, Jian Xin and Ming Yue, who had just shown shock, now widened their eyes in disbelief.

Especially Jian Xin—his pupils contracted slightly, his eyes filled with utter horror.

In the same realm, in Sword Dao, someone had surpassed him!

Though this Sword Dao was not of the Sixth Primordial Level, its terrifying power seemed to reach an absolute extreme—beyond what any Sword Dao realm could describe, it was the ultimate expression of Sword Dao at this very level!

No matter how high his Sword Dao realm, no matter how refined his techniques, none could match Li Hao's sword at this moment.

This sword could shatter a thousand mountains, sever ten thousand seas, cut through ghosts and gods, reverse heaven and earth, and shatter ten thousand stars!!

Ultimate. Extreme. Final!

Jian Xin understood: in the True Immortal realm, no matter how high the realm, how powerful the technique, how profound the secret art, no one could surpass this sword.

The sword intent and the Dao Source Immortal Seal worked together like the most perfect, flawless union—unique, unparalleled!

As the foremost Sword Dao prodigy of the Southern Region, the strongest Sword Dao Immortal Body in the True Realm, in this moment, he felt a sudden urge to kneel.

At this very instant, for the first time, deep within his heart, a profound sorrow arose.

Yes, as an opponent—even though Li Hao had offended his master and once filled him with rage—now, seeing that brilliant boy, he felt a pang in his chest at the thought of his death; that ultimate swordlight would vanish from the True Realm forever, never to return.

It shone for but an instant—but he would remember it for ten thousand years, until his life ended!

Beyond Jian Xin and Ming Yue's deep feelings, countless others atop the mountain now felt the terrifying power of Li Hao's Sword Dao.

That brilliant swordlight illuminated the mountaintop, Tiangong, and the entire Southern Region; countless sword cultivators felt their spirits tremble.

Even the distant Gu Jian Immortal Clan, who had previously sneered at and despised the boy, now fell utterly silent on all their sword peaks; countless eyes shimmered with the memory of that sword, faces frozen in shock and numbness.

Among the Immortal Kings, beyond shock, their eyes held sorrow and regret.

Irrespective of allegiance or enmity, at this moment, all felt pain for the fading swordlight.

"This Sword Dao… is already the ultimate achievable in the True Immortal realm."

"This Sword Dao and the Dao Source Immortal Seal are a perfect match—the ultimate for this realm!"

"He has mastered the Ultimate Sword of the True Immortal realm!"

"The legendary Divine Sword—this must be what it was like. Once glimpsed in the True Realm, it spread across ten thousand realms—and now it reappears!"

In the True Realm and other pseudo-realms, legends of the Divine Sword circulated.

Legend spoke of a sword that reached absolute extremity, encompassing all phenomena, transforming infinitely, yet reduced to utter simplicity, pure and plain.

No one could imagine what such a sword would be like—but now, seeing the boy's sword qi, they all involuntarily thought of four words:

Divine Sword!

So this unimaginable sword… was this light? This purity?

"Such a powerful sword… that boy…"

"Tian Di, you've gone too far—smothering a legend, extinguishing a young Emperor. Don't think your past deeds are unknown."

Across the Southern Region, countless hidden figures emerged, gazing solemnly at the heavens.

When the Nine Seals shattered and the Dao Source appeared, the wave of unification, though faint at the edge of the Emperor's Platform, manifested on Li Hao's forehead—like a stone dropped into a still lake, its ripples spread from his brow across the entire Southern Region of the True Realm.

Many long-secluded figures sensed the subtle mystery in the spacetime, emerging one after another to witness this scene; some bore solemn expressions, others anger.

"Who would have thought the Southern Region would birth such a monster? Fortunately, Tian Di will crush him—the Dao Source Immortal Seal is useless."

"True. Even if one reaches Immortal King, before an Immortal Emperor one is but an ant. Talent is merely talent…"

Across the Southern Region, strange, hidden figures watched the scene, their eyes gleaming with smiles.

In a distant teahouse, Mi Xueyao, clad in black, her eyes filled with complexity—this boy had repeatedly surpassed her expectations; now, as a member of the Ancient Demon Clan, she too felt reluctance, sorrow, and regret for his impending death.

This regret surpassed her acquaintance with Li Hao—it was pure lament for the shattering of perfection.

At the edge of the Emperor's Platform, boundless light condensed in Li Hao's palm.

He stared at the ever-shattering figure, the fading seven-colored light, feeling as if he could not breathe; he swung his sword with all his might at the binding force beside him!

Break!!

Break, damn it!!

Li Hao's Primordial Spirit roared in unison!

Countless others could no longer bear to watch, could no longer bear to hear.

Even with such ultimate sword power, his realm remained fixed—like a butterfly of exquisite beauty, perfect yet fragile, unable to fly from the palm.

Boom!!

The Immortal Guard Commander's domain power, which had restrained Ying Xiaoxiao, did not retreat—it directly bore the impact of this sword qi.

The Immortal Guard Commander sighed, yet knew: no matter how furious the boy, he could not affect him in the slightest—the realm gap was too vast; fury alone could not bridge it. Yet when the sword qi struck, his domain power—like a pillar reaching heaven—was cleaved open!

A twisted rift of spacetime exploded in the void—the domain power shattered, countless immortal laws snapping like broken chains.

This scene was dazzling, breathtaking.

A True Immortal had split the domain of an Immortal King nearing full-circle!

The entire Southern Region fell silent; even the Immortal Kings present stared, stunned.

The Immortal Guard Commander also froze, but quickly recovered, his immortal power exploding as he swiftly repaired the fracture.

His expression changed—just where the boy had cut was precisely where Ying Xiaoxiao had sent Li Hao out of his domain; her power had pierced through instantly, and he had barely managed to heal it slightly—hence Li Hao's sword had split it again!

Even so, it was terrifying enough!

To an Immortal King, a True Immortal was but a falling leaf, a single hair—but now, this hair had cut him!

Though he did not turn, the Immortal Guard Commander felt the Supreme One's gaze and understood his intent—he took a deep breath, dropped all hesitation, raised his hand, and condensed domain power in his palm, pressing down upon Li Hao.

He would imprison Li Hao and deliver him to the Supreme One.

As for the reincarnated body of Shi Miao, it was already shattered, irreversible—even the Supreme One could only prolong its disintegration, not prevent it.

Of the two Dao Source Immortal Seal prodigies, one must be preserved—if turned into a puppet, it would be a devastating weapon!

As the palm laden with domain power descended, Li Hao instantly felt time, space, and all things vanish.

It was as if he stood in a vacuum, severed from the True Realm, severed from all existence.

He could not sense any immortal power; the Celestial Star Veins behind his back were severed—he could no longer draw strength from the stars!

An overwhelming, boundless force engulfed him.

Li Hao's eyes bled tears of blood; though his power had multiplied dozens of times, he still could not resist that force.

The gap was too vast—so vast it was despairing.

This was reality: it did not grant gradual growth or escalating threats—it delivered sudden calamity, catastrophic ruin, impossible to resist.

Li Hao looked at the Immortal Guard Commander—only an emotionless face. He looked at the Supreme One—only a blurred visage, veiled in Dao power, impossible to behold.

He looked at nothing else—only turned his head toward the ever-shattering, vanishing figure.

That fragmented, crumbling body, like porcelain shards dissolving, made his heart ache.

The vast sword intent coalesced again; Li Hao charged toward Ying Xiaoxiao, ignoring the colossal palm laden with domain power.

Boom!

His body was engulfed; the Eternal Dao Domain shattered instantly. The Dao Source Immortal Seal's power could suppress all True Immortal prodigies of the Southern Region—even Immortal Lord prodigies might not withstand it.

Yet before the domain power, it was utterly fragile—annihilated completely.

Don't stop me… Li Hao's mind held only this thought, eyes bloodshot; the crushing domain power slowly paralyzed his body—he struggled desperately, but brute force meant nothing against this force.

A mere dozens of meters felt as distant as the ends of the universe.

In the girl's despairing, sorrowful eyes, Li Hao finally understood what her words of companionship meant—he now felt why companionship was so precious!

Even one more second was a luxury!

Only in loss did he realize how precious companionship was!

Roars echoed; the entire Southern Region rang with the boy's lament.

Countless onlookers fell silent, utterly still.

Only the boundless force continued to contract, about to fully imprison Li Hao.

Suddenly.

From the void, a piercing force surged across the river of time, howling toward them.

It was a sharp beam of light—like a colossal sword, erupting from the depths of space.

But upon closer inspection, he realized it was a massive tower entirely black in color.

Several holes gaped at its summit, yet even now its sharpness could not be concealed—it instantly shattered the realm of the Immortal Guard commander, engulfing both Li Hao and Ying Xiaoxiao within its tower body.

This sudden turn left the Immortal Guard commander pale; he had been utterly unprepared, sensing nothing beforehand—this meant the opponent's power completely towered over his own, and had it been an assassination, he could not have evaded it!

He fixed his gaze on the figure, and there, atop the black tower, stood an aged silhouette with hands clasped behind his back, slightly hunched, yet his hair streamed wildly in the wind, his aged eyes radiating cold killing intent and a haughty disdain for all under heaven.

"Old Han…"

Within the Longzhao of the black tower, Li Hao's spiritual sense clearly perceived everything outside—and when he saw the aged figure atop the tower, he froze.

The one who had descended here was Old Han.

The old man who had fished beside him, spoken to him with indifference, taught him to comprehend the origin of time through angling, and had gifted him treasures to survive on the Yan-Chu border.

He never imagined the man would appear here now.

After his shock, Li Hao felt another sharp pain in his chest, a twitching, contracting sensation.

He had vaguely guessed Old Han's identity before, but he knew: though Old Han was a reclusive powerhouse, he was certainly not an Immortal Emperor!

Could it be… again? At this moment, Li Hao felt a profound despair—he was but a pawn, a bait, constantly drawing those close to him, even people he never expected, to sacrifice their lives for him!

Rather than wanting to live now, he longed more to die—this was despair.

Trapped within the scheme, unable to break free; as bait, unable to escape the hook!

"Go, hurry, go…"

Li Hao's voice was hoarse, devoid of rage or fury, yet it sounded like weeping.

Since birth, he had shed tears only once.

That time, he lost his surname.

And now, this tear—he knew he was losing something even more precious than his surname!

That was true feeling!

"Boy, no need to grieve."

Old Han's voice rang out, calm and steady; he looked at Li Hao, and slowly, a faint smile appeared on his tranquil face.

"You were born broken. Years of slumber have passed—it's time to awaken."

(End of Chapter)