Chapter 880: The Final Realm Against Fate

As the great battle seemed imminent, the Snow Empress’s eyes flickered; from start to finish, the appearing youth had not glanced at her once, yet he bore old grudges with the Divine Sovereign beside him.

Though she felt a slight irritation at being ignored, she did not recklessly interfere, instead asking the Divine Sovereign:

“Do you need my help?”

After fighting side by side for half a month, she asked out of courtesy.

The Divine Sovereign, his thoughts elsewhere, answered without hesitation: “No!”

Earlier, he had arranged others to fight to the death because he feared the Dao Source Immortal Emperor; but here, in the Infinite Heaven Realm, no one could interfere—he intended to let Li Hao perish utterly.

Hearing the Divine Sovereign’s reply, the Snow Empress nodded silently and immediately vanished, streaking dozens of miles away to avoid being splattered with blood if the youth was slain.

Having fought alongside the Divine Sovereign for half a month, she had some understanding of his combat power; he had yet to reveal his true cards, yet even his displayed strength was sufficient to rank among the top five on the Chaos Dao Rankings, barely inferior to her own.

“Miss, who will win?”

Beside her, the umbrella-holding girl asked curiously.

“The youth is no ordinary one—his Dao heart transcends eternity, and he has one foot in the Pretender Emperor realm; but this Divine Sovereign was a Pretender Emperor in his past life, his Dao heart also transcending eternity. Unless the youth is a Pretender Emperor reincarnated, he will almost certainly lose soon!”

The Snow Empress spoke almost without thought.

After all, one side was a Pretender Emperor reincarnated—even she, lacking the ancient immortal clan body, dared not claim she could match the Divine Sovereign.

Boom.

As they spoke, two sharp forces collided violently in the void.

Li Hao’s Fated Sword Qi, piercing through layers of chaotic law chains, slashed directly onto the Divine Sovereign’s head, aiming to sever it.

The sword qi, drawn from fate itself, was unavoidable; the Divine Sovereign tried to shatter it with his Annihilating Chaos Dao, but was horrified to find it passed straight through, carrying unimaginable power and striking true.

The shadow of death descended—he had no time to react before his head exploded.

Fated energy invaded his body, seeking to shatter his Primordial Spirit, yet his body moved instantly, retreating, and his severed head regenerated in an instant, his eyes filled with shock as he stared at Li Hao.

This seemingly ordinary sword strike carried power beyond imagination—his Annihilating Chaos, forged from twenty-three chaotic laws, had no effect whatsoever!

“What kind of power is this?”

The Divine Sovereign’s gaze shifted from shock to a furious crimson; he thought of his master—could his old master have hidden some secret art, taking it to the grave without passing it to him or his junior sister?

“Hmm?”

Li Hao’s expression hardened too; though the Fated Sword Kill appeared simple, it drew upon fate’s power—by rights, it should have instantly slain the opponent, who had no means to resist, yet he had not died!

In their first exchange, both realized their opponent was no ordinary being.

“Boy, it seems your master left you quite a few treasures—but none of them belong to you!”

The Divine Sovereign’s eyes turned icy, his anger now mixed with seriousness; with just that one strike, Li Hao’s power surpassed nearly all others who had fused twenty-three chaotic laws—he was a formidable foe.

Yet, in his past life, he had cultivated for one hundred thousand years as a Pretender Emperor, his arsenal far beyond what an Immortal Lord could imagine.

“Final Realm: The Divine and Demonic Images of the Ten Thousand Realms!”

Suddenly, the Divine Sovereign’s back manifested a towering cosmic form, yet its aura was as unfathomable as an endless ocean, crowned with twenty-four faces—some holy, some grotesque, some closed in meditation, some glaring in fury, each expression distinct.

Around the form coiled mysterious chains of power, brimming with extraordinary, immense divine and demonic essence.

Seeing this form, Li Hao paused slightly; the Eight Stages of Martial Path, third stage—Soul Continuation—culminates in the Cosmic Form, inheriting heaven and earth’s soul; yet what the Divine Sovereign wielded was far more than a mere culmination.

“The Divine and Demonic Images of the Ten Thousand Realms… does it encompass not just heaven and earth, but also the divine and demonic beings of all realms?”

As the Divine and Demonic Images revealed themselves, a terrifying pressure descended; Li Hao felt as if heaven and earth were collapsing, and standing before this form, he felt like an ant.

This was pure power suppression—the aura of the Divine and Demonic Images was over twenty times that of a standard Cosmic Form!

“Die!”

As the Divine and Demonic Images raised its hand and slammed down upon Li Hao, dozens of spectral palms appeared in the void, joining the main palm in crushing down—not merely crushing Li Hao, but seemingly ready to crush the entire realm itself!

Li Hao’s hair flew wildly, his robes snapping violently; he felt the surrounding void drained, the pressure suffocating.

“Final Realm… this is the power of the third Final Realm?”

Li Hao did not dodge; both he and the Divine Sovereign were at the peak of Immortal Lord realm, yet the Divine Sovereign’s Divine and Demonic Images was over twenty times stronger than a standard Cosmic Form of the same level—this alone was enough to crush him.

Remember, in a peak confrontation, even half a percent difference in power can decide victory or defeat—let alone a difference of over twenty times!

“Kill!!”

Li Hao suddenly flipped his palm, and the Taowu Immortal Sword landed in his grip; the Taowu beast’s consciousness linked with him. This immortal weapon, requiring peak Immortal Lord realm to unleash its full might, now, in Li Hao’s hands, glowed with light unseen for one hundred thousand years.

A crimson sword intent pierced the heavens; the Fated energy, fused with twenty-four chaotic laws, flowed like crimson blood along the blade, then let out a piercing shriek and instantly pierced through the void, striking toward the descending giant palm!

“Aaaah!!”

The Taowu Immortal Sword’s beast soul roared in fury, a monstrous lion-dragon’s bellow, slamming into the giant palm.

The furious palm force, as if all divine and demonic beings from the realms were pressing down, caused the sword blade to shatter instantly!

For the first time in ages, he unleashed his full power—yet the Taowu Immortal Weapon could not withstand the Divine Sovereign’s assault; its blade cracked!

But the Fated energy wrapped around it, piercing straight through the palm, splitting the twenty-four divine-demonic forces within it, using causal order to sever them from their fused state into twenty-four separate fragments, then cutting them all apart.

All this happened in an instant—the crimson sword light pierced the palm, its momentum undiminished, guided by causal threads, striking the Divine Sovereign’s head again, shattering it and spraying divine blood across the sky.

“So strong!”

Far away, the umbrella-holding girl whispered in awe; both their performances exceeded her imagination.

The Snow Empress’s gaze grew grave; the Divine Sovereign had never revealed this Final Realm power before—she had not imagined it could be so terrifying.

No wonder he was a Pretender Emperor in his past life—she herself had not yet mastered this third Final Realm, and he likely possessed even more Final Realm powers beyond this!

“Hmm?”

Li Hao believed this strike would kill the Divine Sovereign, yet suddenly realized the man was like a cockroach that wouldn’t die—his head had already regenerated.

“How is this possible?”

Li Hao’s pupils contracted slightly, a flicker of shock rising within him; if the first time had been a fluke, this time—his body had been slain by Fated power, yet still regenerated—this was beyond reason.

His Fated energy could suppress blood regeneration, yet it seemed useless against the Divine Sovereign.

“It’s fate!”

At the same moment, as the Divine Sovereign’s head regenerated, his eyes widened in shock as he stared at Li Hao.

Earlier, he had not sensed it—but this strike, he felt it with absolute clarity: this was Fated power!

Drawn by fate itself, unavoidable, every strike must land!

Yet fate had long vanished and hidden—no one could comprehend it—how had Li Hao glimpsed fate, and how had he mastered it?!

He suddenly recalled his master—only the master’s inherited legacy, passing down his entire life’s knowledge, could have allowed Li Hao to comprehend fate.

“Damn it!”

He clenched his fists, his gaze turning even more ferocious; behind him, the Divine Star Veins manifested—this was his second Final Realm power.

He had already revealed his first Final Realm—Divine Blood—hence his overwhelming aura.

Yet, even with these three Final Realms, he still could not overcome Li Hao.

“Even if it is fate, even if you’ve fused twenty-four chaotic laws—today, I will kill you!”

The Divine Sovereign’s entire body erupted in divine flames, and a brilliant divine power shimmered on his forehead like a drop of divine blood.

Above his head, a divine soul silhouette appeared—but it was not a soul; it was the True God, the culmination of divine soul cultivation to the Final Realm!

True God Final Realm!

Yet, the True God he revealed was not fully perfected—it merely indicated he had condensed True God Blood.

Li Hao glanced—he indeed had cultivated the True God Final Realm, yet the True God Blood within him seemed only two or three hundred drops, far less than Li Hao’s.

Clearly, though his reincarnation allowed him to retain his past-life combat experience and techniques, his True God Blood in this life still required slow cultivation.

Whoosh!

As Li Hao prepared to unleash the terrifying power of his True God Blood, the Divine Sovereign’s figure flickered and vanished instantly—his presence, his laws, all traces gone.

While Li Hao hesitated, the Divine Sovereign suddenly reappeared behind him—like an Instant Move from the Final Realm of the Void’s End, yet faster, quieter, and more terrifying.

A divine spear thrust forward, imbued with the power of Annihilating Chaos Dao.

Li Hao had no time to defend—he was pierced straight through the chest; his Cosmic Body felt as if it were dissolving, his divine blood rapidly decaying and fading!

Even his True God Blood within him suffered annihilation damage, steadily diminishing—within moments, he lost over a hundred drops!

If this continued, he would suffer catastrophic injury—this spear was terrifyingly potent!

“Time, reverse!”

In that instant, Li Hao activated the eighth layer of his Time Origin power, reversing the spacetime within a localized area around himself.

Even though the Divine Sovereign was at peak Immortal Lord realm, his momentum overwhelming, he was uncontrollably flung backward by this reversal force.

Had it been only the seventh layer of Time Origin, Li Hao could not have interfered with the Divine Sovereign—he had sensed the Divine Sovereign’s own Time Origin power also reached the seventh layer.

But the eighth layer of Time Origin could fully envelop the Divine Sovereign.

As time reversed, his annihilated Cosmic Immortal Body instantly healed, his damaged True God Blood restored to perfect condition—all as if nothing had happened.

“How is this possible?!”

The Divine Sovereign stood where he had struck, pupils contracted, his shock undeniable.

Eighth layer of Time Origin?!

Time was the hardest Dao to cultivate and comprehend—how could someone at Immortal Lord realm have mastered the eighth layer of Origin?!

Suddenly, he recalled Shi Miao, the girl standing beside Li Hao.

His mind instantly found the answer.

Of course—he had often consulted Shi Miao on the Dao of Time Origin back in their sect.

Now that she was with this boy, she must have taught him.

A surge of furious jealousy rose within him—whether it was his master or his junior sister, all the advantages had gone to this boy.

“Damn it! When our memories were sealed upon reincarnation, Immortal Lord realm only unlocked the ninth sequence’s seventh layer of Origin—this already surpassed the limits of Immortal Lord realm, yet this boy has unlocked the eighth layer at Immortal Lord realm—this is simply unreasonable!”

The Divine Sovereign seethed internally; these reincarnated ones did not awaken all their past-life powers upon reincarnation—they had sealed those powers in stages before reincarnation.

Otherwise, carrying the full realm of the Dao at infancy would overwhelm the newborn body.

Moreover, wielding power from different Dao realms requires corresponding cultivation base.

The Tenfold Primordial Dao has ten levels; three levels correspond to the True Immortal Realm, six levels to the Immortal Lord Realm.

Levels seven through nine correspond to the Immortal King Realm; level ten is the extreme.

If a True Immortal attempted to wield the power of the sixth or seventh level of Primordial Dao, their meager immortal energy and physique would be instantly drained, causing their body to collapse.

An Immortal Lord mastering seven levels of Time’s Primordial Dao is already overstepping, enough to dominate their realm—but Li Hao possesses eight levels.

“Using this once will cost you a good chunk of your lifespan!”

The Divine Sovereign glared fiercely at Li Hao.

Eight levels of Time’s Primordial Dao is already a technique within an Immortal Lord’s reach, requiring a domain to manifest; even reversing a small area to wield seven levels drains immense energy—without the Celestial Star Veins sustaining him, one use would leave him exhausted and immobile.

Once he breaks through to the King Realm, he will immediately attain the ninth level of the Nine Sequences Primordial Dao, and the sealed portion of his past-life Dao realm will return.

This is why reincarnators can easily outpace their peers—they advance in realm level effortlessly through their second life, yet their immortal body and divine form still require diligent cultivation using present-world resources.

At this moment, Li Hao fixed his gaze on the Divine Sovereign; the man’s threat exceeded his expectations—just now, that spear had nearly truly endangered him.

Had he not reversed time, he would have been gravely wounded.

“A reincarnated Pre-Emperor—truly not to be underestimated.”

Li Hao took a deep breath, his eyes filled with killing intent; he made no further reservations, unleashing wave after wave of Ultimate Realm power, activating the Second Layer of the Ultimate Dao Art he had been taught.

In an instant, his foundation increased sixfold!

His entire aura, including his Ultimate Realm power, surged at once.

The original three thousand True God Bloods instantly radiated the might of eighteen thousand True God Bloods, and this transformation expanded his spiritual sense to eighteen thousand li.

Numerous Chaos Dao Seeds appeared within his spiritual perception.

Condensing ten thousand True God Bloods achieves perfection; True Gods are immortal. Li Hao’s enhanced foundation, though exceeding ten thousand, lacked the special effects of True God perfection—it was merely a pure increase in foundational power.

Nevertheless, with eighteen thousand True God Bloods swirling with his Primordial Spirit, his True God body emerged, radiant as a deity, its golden light illuminating hundreds of meters around him in brilliant gold.

“Chaos Ultimate!”

Li Hao raised his hand, once again condensing Chaos Law in his palm—but this was no mere Fate Sword Qi; Fate Sword Qi, strictly speaking, was only the power of Fate-Chaos Law, not the fusion of all twenty-four Chaos Laws!

The fusion of twenty-four Chaos Laws into one is the Ultimate.

Now, under the surge of eighteen thousand True God Bloods, this Ultimate force churned like a titanic divine power rising from the abyssal ocean.

“If you rely on brute force to suppress, then I shall answer with brute force!”

Li Hao gazed at the Divine Sovereign’s Celestial Demonic Form, raised his hand, and the True God Bloods erupted violently, transforming the Chaos Ultimate Law into Ultimate-Fate—a crimson flame ignited, coalescing into a sword qi stretching dozens of zhang long, slashing toward the Divine Sovereign.

The Divine Sovereign froze, then his expression changed, stunned by the sight.

The power of the surrounding heavens and earth had been entirely plundered by Li Hao—even the Celestial Star Veins could no longer supply him with any energy.

At the same Ultimate Realm, his own Ultimate power had been crushed by Li Hao’s.

“Ultimate Dao Art...”

The Divine Sovereign finally recalled the most terrifying foundation of the Dao Source Immortal Emperor—his face filled with utter horror; facing the Fate-born Ultimate Sword Qi, he felt fear for the first time, a crushing shadow of death.