Chapter 857: Endless Heaven Realm

The many Chaos ancient clans, who had just been loudly discussing, fell utterly silent, staring in shock at the scene.

Bai Han of the Azure Dragon Clan was no mere Wu Ming from earlier—he had already condensed seven Chaos Laws and was considered formidable even among Immortal Lords, yet he had been defeated in an instant!

“Thirteen Chaos Laws?!”

“He only attained 69 stars yesterday—could he have already condensed thirteen Chaos Laws today?!”

The numerous Chaos ancient clans stared in horror, unable to believe what they saw in the barrier—the boy.

Di Lingshu and the others were also stunned; though they knew this junior brother was somewhat monstrous, they hadn’t expected this extreme!

Zou!

Within the barrier, a sudden rush of wind pierced the air.

Bai Han’s body shattered; his Primordial Spirit barely emerged when Li Hao already used the Grand Void Spirit Travel Technique to chase and close in.

“You—you’re what kind of monster?!”

Bai Han finally reacted, staring at Li Hao in terror, no longer the arrogant figure he had been moments before.

When he saw Li Hao condense three Chaos Laws and slay the human Wu Ming, he had been deeply shocked—but assumed Li Hao’s limit had been reached.

If he could crush this prodigy while still young, his status in the clan would soar—but this boy before him… was truly a living monster!

Bang!

In response, Li Hao punched with condensed Primordial Spirit power.

Feeling Li Hao’s killing intent, Bai Han snarled, roaring as he swung his fist to counterattack.

But his fist shattered like paper, his Primordial Spirit fist breaking apart under Li Hao’s devastating blow, his chest caving inward.

He let out a piercing scream, his body flung hundreds of zhang away, staring at Li Hao in utter terror.

His Primordial Spirit golden bones numbered over eight hundred—he had cultivated for thousands of years, a top prodigy of the Azure Dragon Clan; had he not pursued the supreme breakthrough to twenty-three Chaos Laws, he would have long had the potential to be crowned a King.

“Y-your Primordial Spirit—what level has it reached?!”

Bai Han stared at Li Hao in fury and shock, his sunken chest rapidly swelling as his body transformed into his Chaos true form—a massive beast covered in azure scales, half-dragon, half-lion, its face grotesque.

Golden flames erupted from every scale, burning all eight hundred Primordial Spirit golden bones.

This was a desperate counterattack.

Li Hao’s expression remained cold; a single drop of True God blood appeared on his forehead, then nine more coalesced.

Ten drops of True God blood merged into a single crimson, amber-like mark, radiating intense Primordial Spirit power.

He raised his hand; terrifying control condensed into a blade of qi at his fingertip, slashing toward Bai Han.

“You—!”

Bai Han suddenly felt every hair on his body stand on end, his scales trembling, a crushing sense of death overwhelming him—he roared in terror and rage: “Even if I die, I’ll cripple you!”

His burning Primordial Spirit power surged rapidly into his face, condensing into two blazing golden flames that gathered in his eyes, then shot out a searing Candlesoul Gaze that shook the very soul.

This was the Azure Dragon Clan’s supreme Primordial Spirit technique—capable of piercing another’s Primordial Spirit; if one’s own was stronger, it could instantly shatter and annihilate the opponent’s soul—ruthless and terrifying!

But the moment the Candlesoul Gaze activated, the blade of qi struck.

Bang—the light pierced straight through Bai Han’s forehead between his eyes, splitting his massive body cleanly in two!

The Candlesoul Gaze struck Li Hao—Bai Han felt as if he had slammed into an unyielding mountain; not only did it fail to shake Li Hao’s Primordial Spirit, but he himself felt dizzy and disoriented.

The blade of qi swept past; Bai Han’s burning body exploded, then the qi shattered into a thousand streaks of light, like chaotic threads arrayed in the void, his Primordial Spirit simultaneously sliced into countless fragments.

“I won’t—”

Bai Han’s eyes bulged, filled with rage and despair—but his eyeballs split into pieces and burst open.

His entire Primordial Spirit vanished instantly, violently erased.

Inside the barrier, silence. Outside the barrier, silence too.

Li Hao hadn’t even used his Dao Carving—he had slain Bai Han of the Azure Dragon Clan using only his Immortal Lord third realm, wielding thirteen Chaos Laws.

He turned, his gaze sweeping over the Chaos ancient clans beyond the barrier, especially those who had earlier harbored killing intent—his expression calm, yet radiating an indescribable authority.

“Anyone else wish to challenge the Blood Duel?”

Li Hao asked softly.

Hearing Li Hao’s words, the few Chaos ancient clans who had intended to kill him subtly shifted their expressions, their killing intent receding.

This boy could not be judged by ordinary logic—he was too strange, too terrifying.

Yesterday he attained 69 stars—could he today condense twenty-three Chaos Laws in a single day?!

Though the possibility was extremely low, with this boy… there seemed, just barely, a sliver of truth to it.

And if he condensed twenty-three Chaos Laws, he would at least rank among the top fifty thousand on the Chaos Dao Rankings!

Remember—this is the top fifty thousand within the last hundred thousand years, and among those still in the Immortal Lord realm, perhaps only a few thousand remain!

The void was utterly silent; no one answered Li Hao. Until his true strength was understood, no one dared gamble with their life.

After all, even in a Blood Duel, they might not kill Li Hao—he had an Immortal Emperor as his master; how could such a master allow his direct disciple to die in a Blood Duel? At most, they could only wound him.

To risk one’s life merely to wound an Immortal Emperor’s direct disciple was utterly meaningless—even if they won, they would incur the wrath of the Dao Origin Mountain and that Dao Source Immortal Emperor; their days would be unbearable.

Seeing no one speak, Li Hao lowered his aura, glanced at Di Lingshu and the others, then stepped out of the barrier to join Shi Miao:

“Let’s go.”

“Mm.”

Shi Miao nodded and followed Li Hao as they shattered the void and returned to the Dao Origin Mountain.

Seeing Li Hao return, Di Lingshu and the others also vanished from the void.

The other Chaos ancient clans exchanged glances, realizing another extraordinary figure had risen among the humans—unless they summoned true top-tier prodigies, no one could suppress this boy.

“This human must have cultivated for over ten thousand years—today he finally revealed himself!”

“Exactly. Pretending to be weak—so despicable.”

“This is the usual trick of cunning humans.”

The Chaos ancient clans whispered among themselves, their hearts sour.

Among those present were Azure Dragon Clan prodigies, gazing at the empty barrier—Bai Han, their clan’s prodigy, had perished, his body annihilated; once radiant, now not even ashes remained, evoking sorrow and lament.

…

Within the Dao Origin Mountain.

Li Hao returned to his bamboo-fenced courtyard.

“How do you feel?”

Shi Miao asked with a smile.

Li Hao smiled: “Chaos Laws are indeed powerful—far stronger than the simple stacking of laws I used before. Merging their characteristics is ten times more potent than mere stacking.”

“How many Chaos Laws have you condensed now?” Shi Miao asked curiously.

She couldn’t fathom the speed of his progress, but she believed everything Li Hao said, no matter how unbelievable.

“Twenty-three.” Li Hao said.

Just after advancing to Chaos Dao Stage Three in the Chaos Arena, he had instantly condensed all sixty-nine Chaos Stars.

“What?”

A cry of shock came from outside the courtyard.

Li Hao and Shi Miao turned to see Di Lingshu, Long Qingge, and Lei Jingfeng standing there.

They had just arrived as the two spoke, overhearing their exchange—now all three stood stunned.

Yesterday he attained sixty-nine Chaos Stars—today he condensed twenty-three Chaos Laws?!

They felt absurdity, yet Li Hao had already proven his words with action in the Chaos Arena.

Though he had only displayed thirteen Chaos Laws there, when he claimed to have mastered twenty-three, they had no reason to doubt him.

It was just that Bai Han of the Azure Dragon Clan was too weak—he didn’t warrant using all twenty-three.

“Junior brother, you’ve already mastered twenty-three Chaos Laws?!”

Long Qingge’s eyes widened as if witnessing something impossible.

And indeed, it was impossible—had he not seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed such a thing existed.

“Mm.”

Li Hao nodded.

If he had only reached Chaos Dao Stage Two, he would have struggled to attain twenty-three Chaos Laws in one go.

But for Chaos Dao Stage Three, it was far easier—he could glance and instantly know how to combine them.

“This…”

Lei Jingfeng was speechless, stunned and forced a bitter smile.

Di Lingshu stared blankly at Li Hao—her master had said this junior brother could catch up to her within a thousand years, yet here he was, already at her heels after just one day!

The next step was condensing Chaos Laws!

She had spent three hundred years to reach this point—could this junior brother accomplish it tomorrow?

She was dazed, unable to help asking: “Junior brother, how long did you cultivate Chaos power elsewhere before?”

“Hmm…”

Li Hao hesitated—this was a cheat; how could he say he had cultivated?

Seeing Li Hao’s discomfort, Di Lingshu snapped back to herself, apologetic: “Sorry—I overstepped. That’s none of my business.”

Though they were fellow disciples, the most secret matters should remain unshared.

Li Hao exhaled in relief—he truly didn’t know how to answer, given his soul lifespan.

“Junior brother, how long do you think it will take you to fuse the next set of laws?”

Long Qingge asked instead, his eyes gleaming with eager anticipation as he stared at Li Hao.

Li Hao had never tried it, but when he previously contemplated the 23 Chaotic Laws, he had intended to fuse them—he felt that with his third-stage Chaotic Dao comprehension, fusing the laws was possible, though difficult, and far slower than he’d imagined; he could never again achieve the feat of fusing 23 Chaotic Laws in a single day.

After all, even Shi Miao had barely managed to fuse 23 Chaotic Laws.

Fusing is another level of difficulty entirely, and the more Chaotic Laws you fuse, the greater the difficulty multiplies!

“Hard to say…”

Li Hao shook his head. “It’ll take time—I’ve only just touched the threshold.”

Hearing Li Hao’s words, Di Lingshu and the other two exchanged glances, each feeling a quiet relief—if Li Hao were to fuse another 23 Chaotic Laws tomorrow, they’d truly go mad.

“Fusing laws is extremely difficult. Each Chaotic Law is natural. In essence, comprehending Chaotic Stars is learning; combining the 69 Chaotic Stars into 23 Chaotic Laws is advanced learning—or rather, restoration: piecing the broken back into wholeness, all traceable!”

“But fusing…”

Di Lingshu felt this deeply and sighed: “This is creation. Extremely difficult—completely another level of difficulty!”

Long Qingge and Lei Jingfeng both nodded slightly; they shared this feeling deeply. After all, they had only comprehended 20 Chaotic Laws before hitting a wall, spending over a thousand years without any progress or breakthrough, forced to break through and become Kings.

Though continuing to struggle for another ten thousand years might yield further progress, it would be meaningless.

That’s just time wearing away—no reflection of their ability. Fusing 20 Chaotic Laws was already the limit of their talent.

Each additional law increases the difficulty by multiples—even tenfold!

If it took five thousand years to comprehend the 21st Chaotic Law, it might take fifty thousand years to even hope for the 22nd!

Better to break through and become a King than to grind endlessly. At least your combat power is guaranteed. Whether outside or in the Primordial True Realm, neither is as peaceful as imagined. They had received their family’s blessings and cultivation resources; naturally, they must bear the family’s karmic burden. So though incomplete, they had no choice but to press forward—they had absorbed too many resources and now must begin to give back.

“Mm.”

Hearing their words, Li Hao nodded, no longer fantasizing he could fuse 23 Chaotic Laws in a single day.

Still, he wanted to test it—see how much stronger he’d become once he reached the fourth and fifth stages.

“Young Master, at your pace, in three hundred years, you might reach the Infinite Heavenly Realm!”

Long Qingge said to Li Hao.

“Infinite Heavenly Realm.”

Li Hao looked at him, puzzled.

Di Lingshu paused, then snapped back to awareness, her eyes brightening. She said to Li Hao: “Yes! In three hundred years, we can journey there together—we’ll be able to watch out for each other!”

“The Infinite Heavenly Realm is the core region of the Primordial True Realm. Legends say it was where the Dao of Heaven was born!”

Long Qingge said.

His eyes gleamed intensely as he told Li Hao: “Only the supreme prodigies are granted access. There, you can obtain the opportunity to become an Emperor!”

“The opportunity to become an Emperor?”

Li Hao froze, stunned by the words.

After all, the Immortal Emperor was the ultimate realm of the True Realm—this opportunity was the greatest in the world!

“Exactly!”

Long Qingge said: “Young Master, do you know there are two paths to becoming an Emperor? One is to carve your own Emperor Path. The other is to obtain the residual power of the Dao of Heaven—this power is called ‘Heavenly Force,’ something beyond Immortal Force. If you cultivate using this force to its peak, you may earn the chance to prove your heart as the Dao’s heart. Once you merge with the Dao’s heart, you need not carve an Emperor Path to become an Immortal Emperor!”

“Prove your heart as the Dao’s heart?”

Li Hao froze.

“In the earliest days of Chaos, many Immortal Emperors walked this path. But later, this path was severed—so now, only carving an Emperor Path remains viable.”

Lei Jingfeng added: “Our Master said that Emperors who carved their own paths are stronger—but that path is far harder. Especially now, most Emperor Paths have already been carved by other Emperors. To carve a completely new, unique path is unimaginably difficult. Countless prodigies are stuck at the Pretender Emperor stage, unable to advance a single step, forced to remain beneath the Great Emperors.”

Li Hao understood. Immortal Emperors indeed had tiers of strength—he wondered which path his Master, Tianyang Immortal Emperor, had taken.

“Then I’d rather carve my own Emperor Path.”

Li Hao said.

If he was to become an Emperor, he would choose the strongest path.

Hearing Li Hao’s words, Di Lingshu and the other two exchanged glances, smiling wryly with a touch of helplessness.

Lei Jingfeng chuckled bitterly: “Young Master, that’s exactly what we thought once. But you haven’t seen our Senior Brother Gu Mofan or Second Brother Di Wushe—you don’t know how agonizingly stuck they are on the final Emperor Path. Their talent is terrifying—far greater than ours. Yet before that true path to the summit, they’re still as insignificant as ants, unable to budge an inch!”

Li Hao’s eyes flickered. Indeed, Senior Brother Gu Mofan and Second Brother Di Wushe were peerless geniuses. He’d heard they’d been stuck at the Pretender Emperor stage for tens of thousands of years—with no progress at all.

“But isn’t that path severed?”

“It was severed, yes.”

Di Lingshu said: “It wasn’t because Heavenly Force was gone—it was because the Dao of Heaven vanished. Even if you absorbed enough Heavenly Force, you couldn’t perceive the Dao of Heaven, so you could never merge with its heart. But ten thousand years ago, the Dao of Heaven reappeared.”

“Now, if you absorb enough Heavenly Force, you can once again walk this path!”

She told Li Hao: “Even if you absorb only a small amount, it’s immensely beneficial—it greatly enhances your realm’s expansion at the Immortal King stage!”

“The Dao of Heaven reappeared?”

Li Hao frowned. The Dao of Heaven had vanished? And then returned?

“I understand.”

Li Hao nodded. “Three hundred years? Fine. By then, I might break through and become a King.”

Hearing this, the three jumped. Di Lingshu hurriedly said: “Absolutely not, Young Master! Before becoming a King, you must fuse all the Chaotic Laws first. Such a deep foundation will benefit you immensely in the Immortal Lord stage—and even more so for your future Immortal King stage!”

“Exactly.”

Long Qingge and Lei Jingfeng nodded vigorously.

“Mm. Naturally.” Li Hao nodded. With his Master’s protection, he wasn’t in a rush to become a King—he’d solidify his foundation first.

But solidifying his foundation wouldn’t take three hundred years.

“Besides, once you become a King, you can’t enter the Infinite Heavenly Realm. The fragmented Heavenly Force there rejects all realms—any realm entering it shatters!” Di Lingshu said.

Li Hao blinked, surprised by this restriction.

“Alright.”

He nodded. If he fused all the laws first, he might as well hoard more Art Points—each stage upgrade of Chaotic Dao brought massive benefits. For the first time in a long while, he felt the scarcity of Art Points.

The three repeatedly stressed their warnings, ensuring Li Hao truly understood, before bidding farewell.

Soon after, Gu Mofan, Di Wushe, and Zhan Qinghuang all sent messages to Li Hao, congratulating him on his victory in the Blood Duel. Gu Mofan offered that the Wu Clan would apologize—when Li Hao became a King, they would gift him three Domain Artifacts as compensation.

Li Hao didn’t care. By the time he became a King, the Immortal King treasure vault in Tianyang Emperor Palace wouldn’t lack Domain Artifacts.

(End of Chapter)