Chapter 925: The Eastern Realm Falls, Breakthrough!

“Little Hao has closed off again.”

“It’s been so long since I smelled the aroma of ancient demon flesh.”

“Yes, so fragrant—never thought this ancient demon could be such a delicious ingredient. If all the divine chefs had Little Hao’s skills, hunting ancient demons might become a voluntary activity—just eat them all clean!”

In the Ten Thousand Books Pavilion, countless flying birds, celestial cranes, and spirit deer whispered among themselves.

At the center of the pavilion sat a youth, his body encircled by gray, misty chains of cosmic laws.

These chains were not a single law, but a fusion of many—Time, Space, Five Elements, and more—interwoven, their divine light converging into a murky gray, yet inwardly radiant, exuding brilliance.

“Master, what do you think?”

From the starry river above the pavilion’s dome, four figures shimmering with divine radiance gazed down at the cultivating youth and asked softly.

“In less than two centuries, he has comprehended every secret scripture within the Ten Thousand Books Pavilion—including yours. Though he hasn’t reached their highest realms, that’s not his limitation—it’s his cultivation base holding him back.”

The solemn voice of the Ten Thousand Books Pavilion echoed calmly.

These four figures were the pavilion’s four secret scriptures—each a quasi-Emperor-level immortal art. Even comprehending them was rare for Immortal Kings, let alone mastering them to their peak.

“Indeed, such a prodigy—I wonder where the Master found him? He’s even more extraordinary than those direct disciples.”

One of the seven-colored divine deer figures remarked solemnly.

“I’ve heard the outside world is trembling—great calamity draws near. In such disasters, great destiny-bearers always emerge. Perhaps this youth is one of them.”

“The last great calamity ten thousand years ago—the Master couldn’t join it, and still regrets it. Now that he’s involved, I hope nothing goes wrong.”

“Why worry? Our Master is the most enduring among all Immortal Emperors. Unless the entire True Realm falls, he won’t be harmed.”

Thinking of the Immortal Emperor’s title, they felt slightly reassured.

At that moment, a strange fluctuation suddenly surged from below.

“Hmm?”

Several figures, along with the shifting forms of the secret scriptures in the void, all turned toward the youth.

The gray divine chains encircling him suddenly softened into mist, and from within that mist, a flame slowly coalesced.

The flame twisted the gray vapor, its heat so intense it absorbed and melted every law it touched.

Instantly, the temperature throughout the Ten Thousand Books Pavilion skyrocketed.

“What’s happening?”

“Bad! The heat is unbearable!”

“This isn’t the Fire Dao or the Flame Dao.”

The secret scriptures in the void were stunned—they scattered in panic, feeling as if their very essence would be burned away. A black hole-like pull seemed to form in the air, tugging at their bodies, threatening to decompose and melt them!

“Hmm?”

The Ten Thousand Books Pavilion also sensed the extraordinary nature of the black flame. As a quasi-Emperor artifact, it felt a faint threat—even though it could withstand it, these scriptures could not. After all, they were merely immortal scriptures with spiritual traits; in true cultivation and combat power, they were only comparable to True Immortals.

“Contain!”

The Ten Thousand Books Pavilion swiftly unleashed a sliver of Emperor aura, enveloping a hundred-meter radius around Li Hao, isolating him.

It did not directly stop Li Hao—it sensed he was at a critical moment of breakthrough, and even his own power was uncontrolled.

“This burning force—every cosmic law is melted and decomposed. Decomposed? No—it’s more like… returning to the origin!”

“This is… Primordial Divine Flame!”

“Yes! I’ve seen it in the Primordial Clan’s divine palace—there, the Primordial Ancestor left behind a divine fire just like this!”

A white phoenix cried out in shock.

It was originally a secret scripture of the Primordial Clan, won by the Immortal Emperor in a wager with a Primordial Emperor.

“Primordial Divine Flame? The legendary fire said to burn all things in existence, save only the Emperor Sovereign?!”

The other scriptures were stunned. This was a Primordial Clan secret—even many of their heavenly geniuses had never mastered or comprehended it. How could this youth possess it?

Could he be of Primordial Clan bloodline?

But these scriptures, gathered together and fond of gossip, had long since confirmed Li Hao was not from any great clan.

“Could he have cultivated it himself? Or, like the Master, secretly stolen the Primordial Clan’s ultimate secret?”

A golden hedgehog-shaped scripture asked curiously, its eyes gleaming with a sly, cunning glint.

The Ten Thousand Books Pavilion snapped: “The Master won everything through wagers—how can that be called theft? Don’t speak nonsense.”

The golden hedgehog immediately fell silent and retreated far away, not daring to approach the young boy below.

At this moment, the black Primordial Divine Flame encircled Li Hao, absorbing and refining all cosmic laws. Within the refining flame, a lotus slowly emerged.

The lotus had nine petals, each etched with countless fine, vein-like patterns—clearly, Dao inscriptions!

“What is that?”

“Did he form it?”

“It doesn’t feel like he formed it—it feels more like he extracted it by absorbing and refining all cosmic laws.”

“The Ten Thousand Dao Lotus!”

The scriptures, hiding around the hall’s edges, chattered excitedly.

At that moment, Li Hao slowly opened his eyes. Black lotus seals flickered in his gaze. When he saw the lotus within the flame, he smelled its strange fragrance—and his entire body felt refreshed, clear, and invigorated.

“Cooking Dao—broken through to the Thirteenth Stage…”

“At the Twelfth Stage, one uses heaven and earth as a furnace, cooking all things. Since all things are included, even the cosmic laws buried deep within heaven and earth can be cooked!”

“What could be more direct than cooking the Dao itself?”

During his time in the Ten Thousand Books Pavilion, Li Hao’s Cooking Dao experience had long been full. Now, with his spiritual insights matured, he had smoothly broken through to the Thirteenth Stage.

Chaotic Cooking Mindset!

“This Ten Thousand Dao Lotus, forged by refining all cosmic laws…”

Li Hao raised his hand. The black divine flame before him vanished, drawn into his palm. The lotus platform rested quietly in his palm.

Countless Dao inscriptions adorned its surface—refined cosmic laws, cooked and extracted.

A rich fragrance spread forth. Ordinary people could not smell it; those who could not enter the Dao could not smell it. The deeper one’s Dao realm, the stronger the fragrance!

This was a Dao-grade delicacy. Li Hao felt that even a True Immortal who ate it would rapidly awaken to the Dao—not just one specific Dao, but a comprehensive enhancement of understanding across all cosmic laws.

How many realms it would elevate him to, he could not determine.

But regardless, even among the myriad race resources of this True King Competition, this would rank as top-tier!

“Pity—if I weren’t in such a hurry to cultivate, I could have become a full-time chef, cooking this for all races. It would have earned countless benefits and dramatically boosted the entire True Realm’s human combat strength!”

Li Hao thought silently.

Even those with mediocre talent, upon eating this, could become heavenly geniuses. For true geniuses, it would accelerate their progress even faster.

He gathered his spirit, then broke off a petal and ate it.

The moment it touched his tongue, his taste buds exploded—intense, unique flavor burst forth, as if countless laws scattered through his mouth, drifting through his body, lifting him as if floating amid a starry river encircled by Dao.

The sensation was utterly blissful—far surpassing the taste of ancient demon flesh.

“This flavor is too fragrant!”

Li Hao couldn’t help exclaiming.

Even with his refined palate, he was stunned—he had never tasted anything so exquisite.

He planned to keep the remaining lotus platform, to take it out and let Shi Miao taste it.

Though the Ten Thousand Dao Lotus offered limited improvement to their Dao insights, as a mere delicacy, it was peerless.

After all, their own Dao realms were already extremely high—nearing the Eighth or Ninth Layer of the Source. Only cooking with Emperor Dao laws could possibly break through.

Previously, he had merely refined the cosmic laws surrounding him, yielding only limited insights.

“Speaking of which—if even the Ten Thousand Dao Source can be refined, and this is food… since it’s food, why not let the two Immortal Emperors provide it?”

Li Hao’s eyes brightened.

If the Immortal Emperor were willing to gather for him Dao laws of the Tenth Layer of Source, and he cooked them, the resulting delicacy would have tremendous effects on both him and Shi Miao.