Cultivation Begins from Infancy - Chapter 426

Volume 3 - Chapter 121: Ten Years, Sword Ancestor Holy Land – Part 2

The boy’s various skills had opened his eyes in no small measure. At this moment, the subtle concealment technique used here was something he would have found almost impossible to detect without having attained sainthood through the Void Dao.

After spending more than ten minutes erasing the drop of divine blood, the Void Saint scanned the area once more before vanishing without lingering further.

Not long after his departure, three drops of divine blood suddenly emerged in the void.

These three drops of divine blood, carrying Li Hao's will, swiftly rushed toward the void traces previously detected to prevent them from disappearing.

However, just as the divine blood reached the traces, a figure materialized—it was none other than the Void Saint who had disappeared earlier.

With a cold and indifferent gaze tinged with a faint, icy mockery, the Void Saint extended a hand and grasped all three drops of divine blood.

"Did you think I wouldn't notice these traces? I left them intentionally."

The Void Saint's eyes were filled with detachment as he clenched the divine blood in his palm. Void energy surged, tearing and refining the blood continuously.

Li Hao tried to resist, but with only the strength of three drops of divine blood, he was unable to summon enough of the world's power. In a short time, the blood was refined and annihilated.

The Dao energy within the divine blood was also stripped away, dissipating gradually in the void.

While Dao energy itself could not be destroyed, as the will commanding it was obliterated, it would slowly dissipate and return to the world.

The Void Saint cast a glance into the void, let out a cold laugh, and then dissolved into mist.

The void resumed its natural flow, silent and still.

...

A long time passed.

A single drop of golden divine blood emerged from the void.

As soon as this drop of blood appeared, it rushed swiftly toward the traces of the rift.

Simultaneously, the divine blood began to change rapidly, condensing into the form of Li Hao.

Swoosh!

Finally, as he touched the rift, Li Hao squeezed through it.

However, just as he crossed the rift, he was confronted with a familiar figure and aura.

It was the Void Saint’s avatar!

Standing in the world outside the rift, the Void Saint gazed at Li Hao with a faint, sardonic smile.

"So, there was indeed more. You’re quite good at hiding."

Raising his hand, the Void Saint moved to suppress Li Hao directly. The void was locked down.

At this moment, though Li Hao had been reborn from a drop of blood, his state was extremely feeble. He glared at the Void Saint in shock and rage, roaring, "Even if I die, I won’t let you go!"

Before long, his body was crushed and shattered, exploding on the spot.

The Void Saint condensed the fragments of flesh and blood into a sphere in his palm, refining it as he went.

"This concealment technique is truly extraordinary, even fooling a Saint’s eyes..." the Void Saint murmured to himself. Previously, he had noticed that the boy had mastered some unique abilities, ones capable of evading the perception of Saints.

This realization made him even more meticulous. Such a monstrous genius could not be allowed to escape.

While the Void Saint’s avatar was hunting down Li Hao, his true body was elsewhere, dealing with accusations from the Saints of the Primal Holy Land and Tianfeng Holy Land, leaving him unable to intervene personally.

Although his true body couldn’t be present, it didn’t matter. The Void Saint’s avatar had no intention of leaving and continued watching this section of the void. As a Saint, he had all the time in the world.

...

In the Immortal Sect, meanwhile, Yu Zu and the Divine Maiden noticed that the disturbances within the sect had ceased. It seemed the battlefield had shifted elsewhere, or more likely, that the boy had already been slain by the Void Saint.

After all, he was merely at the Dao Seeker Realm. The moment the Void Saint descended in person, his fate was sealed.

Their eyes flickered with anger and sorrow. Such a prodigious talent had been extinguished by the Void Holy Land.

To achieve the Seventh Extremity Realm was an unprecedented feat, unparalleled across the Land of Saints. They had never heard of such a thing.

It was worth noting that within the Land of Saints, over the past thousand years, many Saints had reincarnated to begin cultivation anew, and some even underwent reincarnation personally in an effort to reach the Eighth Extremity Realm.

Now, this boy, who was merely a step away, had been killed by a Saint!

Even Saints who had reincarnated multiple times had not achieved the Seventh Extremity Realm. Yet, if this boy was also a reincarnated Saint, the insights and achievements he had gained in this life were already unmatched in history.

The Seventh Extremity Realm was far more arduous than anyone could imagine. Beyond the ordinary extremes such as Through Unity and Zhoutian, some extremes could not be achieved through mere time or foundation, like the Soul Fusion Realm. Without unparalleled determination, it was impossible to merge one’s soul with the heavens and earth.

Even more difficult than the Soul Fusion Realm, however, was the Sixth Extremity Realm, which could not be compensated for by comprehension or cultivation techniques.

"You of the Void Holy Land, prepare to face the wrath of all Saints!"

Yu Zu's gaze was filled with fury. Such a prodigy should have belonged to the Primal Holy Land. If he had reached sainthood within their sect, even if he recovered the memories of his previous life as a Saint, his return would have been a great boon to the Primal Holy Land—a significant network of influence!

But now, it was all for naught.

"Hmph, shall the trials continue? If not, withdraw the Immortal Gate."

The elder snorted coldly, too weary to argue.

Ji Xuanshen and the others, overhearing their words, turned pale with disbelief.

The brilliant, radiant boy was truly... dead?

They had not even caught up to him, and he was already lost to the dust.

A sense of emptiness swept through them, as if something had been ripped from their hearts, leaving a void.

The elder’s aloof indifference toward life infuriated them, but they knew they were far too weak compared to the might of a Holy Land.

Their anger was futile.

...

In the chaotic void...

Here, time held no meaning. Days, months, or even years seemed to flow by without distinction.

Suddenly, a golden bead appeared in the void—it was a drop of divine blood.

This drop of divine blood, however, had lost its former brilliance and was somewhat dim, corroded by the void’s power.

As the divine blood emerged, its aura remained subtle. This time, however, it did not head toward the rift but drifted aimlessly through the void, seeking another exit.

As it floated along, the divine blood gradually coalesced, reshaping itself into Li Hao's form.

"That guy should be gone by now, right?"

Li Hao cautiously surveyed his surroundings.

Yet, without warning, a figure materialized before him.

"Looking for me, are you?" came a soft voice. "You’re remarkably patient. This should be your last drop, correct?"

The figure that appeared was none other than the Void Saint.

Seeing Li Hao's body corroded by the void’s energy and his aura waning, the Void Saint’s eyes gleamed with a faint, detached killing intent. It was exactly as he had expected.

The void was not a place for prolonged stay. After so long, even if Li Hao had hidden himself, the corrosion of the void would have consumed him. Unless he had managed to comprehend the Void Dao within this space, his presence here was unsustainable.

And if someone could truly comprehend the Void Dao, someone like the Void Saint, who had achieved sainthood through it, would surely have sensed it.

"You..."

Li Hao stared at him in shock, his eyes quickly filling with despair.

"You hid yourself well earlier, but now it’s time to end this," the Void Saint said coldly.

With a chilling gaze, he raised his hand, releasing a crushing force of void energy.

Li Hao fought back furiously, unleashing all his remaining strength in a desperate struggle. But he was far too weak. In mere moments, he was subdued, and his body exploded once again.

This time, the shattered remains of his flesh and blood did not scatter but were confined by the Void Saint and immediately refined.

The Void Saint scanned the surroundings, shaking his head slightly, before his form dissolved into mist and disappeared.

Yet he did not truly leave. Remaining concealed in the void, he waited silently.

Though it seemed likely that this was indeed the boy’s last drop of divine blood, the Void Saint chose to stay for safety’s sake, unwilling to leave even the slightest chance for escape.

"In his previous life, he must have been a Supreme Saint who had endured the tribulations of the heavens. There’s something interfering with my calculations—I can’t fully predict his circumstances..."

The Void Saint’s avatar’s eyes glimmered. For ordinary individuals, he could easily discern their fates, sparing himself the need to wait like this.

During this time, his true body had also endured considerable pressure. Many Saints, having heard of the situation, had come to question him. Some even took advantage of the opportunity to stir up trouble.

But far more concerning than these verbal confrontations were two other Saints who, in their fury, had torn all pretense of civility and launched an outright assault. A battle between Saints erupted.

Saints rarely engaged each other because killing one outright was nearly impossible. Without absolute certainty of victory, they would not lightly make a move.

Yet these two Saints, seemingly driven mad, attacked relentlessly without regard for consequences. If not for his mastery of the Void Dao—a supreme tool for self-preservation—even he, the Void Saint, might have been seriously injured.

Within the void, his domain made him virtually invincible. Each Saint had their own unique path, and fighting within their domain made them unparalleled. Not even Supreme Saints would wish to confront him on this battlefield.

The two Saints seemed intent on rescuing the boy, but the Void Saint had anticipated this. He had shifted the void battlefield far away, to a location outside the Immortal Sect’s territory, known only to himself.

The fury of those two Saints was likely due to their familiarity with the boy’s previous life.

"Unfortunate for you, though—you provoked the Void Holy Land first."

The Void Saint’s avatar did not regret striking against Li Hao. Even if they had no prior grievances, killing him was simply necessary. According to the information gathered, this boy had close ties with the Jiang family, which was allied with the Primal Holy Land. Most likely, the boy would have joined the Primal Holy Land himself.

Allowing the Primal Holy Land to nurture such a prodigious talent would mean further retreating within the Yunxia Realm in the future.

Time passed swiftly.

The Void Saint’s avatar remained vigilant in this location.

When he had destroyed the boy’s final drop of divine blood, the boy had already spent a year in the void, suffering from its corrosive power.

Three years had now passed with no activity.

From the signs of corrosion and fading in Li Hao’s divine blood that he had observed earlier, the Void Saint calculated that three years of void erosion would have completely obliterated any remnants.

In other words, even if the boy were still hiding, his remains would already be decayed and his aura untraceable.

It was like a prey cornered into a cave by a hunter, refusing to emerge. By now, the prey would have starved to death, its body rotting within.

Still, to eliminate even the faintest possibility of escape, the Void Saint’s avatar chose to remain.

"When Saints act, they uproot all threats, leaving no trace of future harm."

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