Cultivation Begins from Infancy - Chapter 406

Volume 3 - Chapter 107: Celestial Sovereign

Bang!

The crackling thunderous palm was suddenly cleaved apart by a dazzling flash of sword light. Li Hao’s figure appeared through a teleportation, arriving as the attack shattered. Without pause, he teleported again, materializing beside Yu Huang.

"I’ll take you away!"

Hearing the young man's resolute words, Yu Huang's body trembled slightly. Those eyes, which had seen the vicissitudes of countless lives, reddened faintly at this moment.

His throat moved as if to swallow something, his voice hoarse as he spoke, "You're too foolish!"

Li Hao glanced at him with unwavering determination, then smiled faintly. "Well, you did win the game."

The victory wasn’t on the chessboard but in the grand game of life.

By showing sincerity and gratitude, Yu Huang had planted a critical piece deep within Li Hao's heart, forcing his own pieces to retreat to the edge of his moral baseline. Otherwise, it would be an irreversible loss of everything.

Yu Huang’s expression shifted subtly at Li Hao’s words, torn between wanting to laugh and wanting to cry.

...

Indeed, he had won—and grown accustomed to winning. Yet this time, he didn’t wish to win.

He wanted to lose.

"Don’t worry about me. Leave quickly. The people of Great Yu still need me to preserve the incense lineage. If I go, they’ll stop at nothing and annihilate all the citizens of Great Yu, slaughtering them to extinction—destroying the entire nation!"

Yu Huang quickly suppressed his emotions, speaking with an urgent tone and a serious expression.

Hearing this, Li Hao’s face darkened slightly.

Annihilate a nation?

With the power of these few individuals, it was indeed possible. They merely needed to massacre the experts across the regions and leave the rest to the demonic hordes.

"If you stay, after they’ve seized the incense, they won’t spare you either. They’ll root you out completely!" Li Hao immediately countered.

Yu Huang felt bitterness well up within him. How could he not understand this? He just didn’t want to drag Li Hao into his plight and make him a target of pursuit.

He had never intended to surrender the incense, hoping instead to buy time. Even if they were killed, their remaining fire seeds scattered across the Immortal Sect could ensure the possibility of rebuilding the nation and reviving the progenitor in the future.

This monumental undertaking, if not achieved in one lifetime, could be attempted twice—or countless times—until it succeeded.

Once the progenitor was resurrected, everything would have been worth it.

But letting Li Hao die here for this—was not worth it.

"If you leave, they will all die!"

The yellow-and-white-robed youth's eyes turned icy as he assessed Li Hao. Judging from his actions, he clearly had deep ties with these people. Striking again, this time he didn’t aim at Li Hao but swung his spear forcefully, sending a lethal spear radiance toward the crowd nearby.

Li Hao’s expression shifted. His body flickered, and just as the radiance was about to reach the crowd, he appeared in front of them, slashing with his sword.

The sword light collided with the spear radiance. A chilling, piercing spear intent surged forward as though freezing the void. Li Hao tasted blood in his throat as the sword light in his hand shattered.

His Sword Dao had reached six segments, making his swordsmanship peerless among mortals. Yet compared to those in the Dao Seeker Realm, he was already falling behind.

"Dao Art: Thunder Descent!"

Simultaneously, the half-masked youth attacked, allowing Li Hao no time to catch his breath. A bolt of thunder descended, accompanied by a surge of lightning intent from all directions, seeking to obliterate everyone present.

Despite his injuries, Li Hao didn’t hesitate. He swung his sword repeatedly, layering dozens of sword qi strikes until he forced the thunder back.

But at that very moment, the peerless beauty and her two companions launched their attacks as well. Their Dao Arts descended one after another, wielding the power of words manifesting into reality. However, they did not target Li Hao; instead, their fury was directed at the people behind him.

"General Haotian, leave us! Don’t worry about us!"

A royal expert hastily cried out.

"Hao'er, go quickly!"

Li Muxiu was so anxious that he stomped his foot.

Li Hao saw familiar faces in the crowd—Second Uncle, Xia Linglong, and others. In the instant the three Dao Arts targeted them, he didn’t have time to block. He could only teleport forward, using his body to shield them.

Boom!

The incoming Dao Arts struck him with devastating force, threatening to tear his body apart.

Li Hao activated his Undying Force, amplifying its blood-rebirth effects. His body was rapidly restored amidst the destruction of the Dao Arts, though large swathes of blood erupted from his wounds.

This scene left everyone present stunned. Many who had never met Li Hao before were dazed, unable to fathom why this youth could act with such determination.

The thin and youthful figure before them now seemed like a wall of flesh and blood, standing firmly in their defense.

"Even that can be blocked?"

The peerless beauty and her companions were astonished. Seeing Li Hao, his body battered but rapidly healing, they couldn’t believe their eyes. Even Dao Law Realm cultivators would be severely wounded by such attacks, yet a youth in the Supreme Dao Realm managed to endure.

"Kill him while there’s still a chance!"

The yellow-and-white-robed youth’s voice rang out coldly. Seizing the moment when Li Hao was at his most vulnerable, he closed in on Yu Huang, aiming to strike a fatal blow.

Li Hao, however, teleported into the path of the long spear without hesitation, taking the strike head-on. The sharp edge pierced his chest, yet he still gripped the spear shaft tightly with one hand, swinging his sword fiercely with the other.

The youth’s expression shifted. His strategy to lure Li Hao into a fatal trap had failed; he hadn’t anticipated Li Hao's utter disregard for his own life.

"Condense!"

The youth activated a Dao Art. The power of law extended outward, locking the surrounding space and enveloping Li Hao in his Dao Domain. Within moments, Li Hao's sword strikes slowed, the flow of his movements visibly hindered.

But just as he was about to be overwhelmed, Li Hao unleashed a small trace of Extreme Celestial Power. This heavenly force condensed into his sword, slicing through the opposing Dao Domain with a sharp, radiant arc.

Slash!

The sword carved through the youth’s defenses, severing half of his shoulder. Enraged, the youth tried to retrieve his spear, only to find himself utterly outmatched in raw strength. Li Hao’s combined physical and Dao powers rendered the spear immovable.

With his opponent’s sword about to descend again, the yellow-and-white-robed youth was forced to release his weapon and retreat using teleportation.

"Now! Use your Dao Arts to destroy him!"

For the first time, his normally calm expression contorted with fury and panic. Having suffered multiple setbacks at the hands of someone in the Supreme Dao Realm, his Dao Heart began to falter.

The others immediately heeded his command. Their combined attacks fell upon Li Hao like an apocalyptic storm, unleashing thunder, frost, and annihilating energy that covered the entire plaza.

Li Hao barely deflected some of the strikes with his sword, but the rest landed squarely on his body. His form shattered in a violent explosion, blood and flesh scattering into the air.

The sight rendered the crowd speechless. Cries of panic and grief from those who had called out to him moments earlier were abruptly silenced.

Yu Huang stood frozen, staring at the blood raining down around him. His thoughts blanked as some of the blood splattered onto him.

The peerless beauty had intended to express her disappointment at how easily Li Hao had fallen, but her expression changed the moment she sensed something unusual.

The blood floating midair began to converge, swiftly reforming into Li Hao’s body. Within a single breath, he stood once more, restored to his full form.

This otherworldly sight left everyone, including the yellow-and-white-robed youth and his companions, utterly dumbfounded.

"What kind of power is this?"

"I’ve heard that only those in the Saint Realm can achieve rebirth through blood, provided their incense and Dao remain unbroken."

"But isn’t he supposed to be a reincarnated mortal?"

Their confusion deepened. Even among the strongest present, none could survive being obliterated like that. Most would perish unless their Primordial Soul or core body was preserved.

"Strike again! Don’t give him a chance to recover!"

Realizing that Li Hao’s survival ability was beyond anything they had anticipated, the yellow-and-white-robed youth wasted no time commanding another attack.

...

The air grew heavier as five simultaneous Dao Arts materialized, each manifesting world-shattering forces. Frost covered the ground, thunder echoed across the void, and flames danced wildly. The combined onslaught enveloped the entire plaza, leaving no escape.

Li Hao stepped forward, his gaze unwavering.

Boom!

He bore the brunt of the Dao Arts with his own mastery over the elements, dispersing much of the destructive energy into the surrounding environment. Even so, the residual power tore at his flesh, leaving his body bloodied and battered.

The relentless attacks forced him to draw on the depths of his Extreme Celestial Power, channeling it through his sword to shatter the strongest assaults. His Sword Dao carried a sharpness capable of cutting through the laws themselves, allowing him to withstand even the divine power of Dao Domain.

Yet despite his efforts, the barrage of strikes continued. The overwhelming force began to fracture the surrounding space, the entire plaza trembling under the pressure.

"Kill!"

The attackers’ roars echoed as their combined energies sought to annihilate him completely.

Li Hao roared back, unleashing a torrent of sword qi. The ground cracked beneath his feet as he summoned the power of the heavens and the earth, his consciousness extending outward like an infinite web to draw in more energy.

But as his awareness spread further into the surrounding Dao, he felt his mind growing faint, as if the boundaries between himself and the world were dissolving.

Though his body could endlessly regenerate thanks to his Undying Force, the act of Extreme Celestial Transformation came at a cost. His consciousness began to scatter, dissipating like particles of dust.

Li Hao realized that if his awareness fully dissolved, his body would become a lifeless husk—without even a chance to enter the River of Death.

In that moment of desperation, a strange sensation coursed through him.

He felt an unyielding will, one vast and emotionless, observing from beyond the bounds of reality. It was as though this will was an extension of the heavens themselves, an unshakable presence that defied comprehension.

This was... the will of the heavens?

They say that the will of the heavens cannot be defied.

At this moment, Li Hao deeply understood the weight of those words. Against this supreme and boundless will, no force could resist or rebel.

So, this was the ultimate limit of Extreme Celestial Transformation. To merge with the heavens entirely, to become one with its laws.

To transform into the Dao itself.

In his earlier rebirth within the abyss, Li Hao had reformed his body with the laws of the heavens, planting the seeds of this transformation. Now, those seeds had begun to sprout.

In the presence of this supreme will, Li Hao realized how crude his earlier attempts to harness the power of the heavens had been.

...

It wasn’t enough to simply absorb celestial energy or use his body as a vessel.

True mastery would mean lifting the heavens themselves, using the world’s own power to crush all opposition.

This was the ultimate boundary of Extreme Celestial Transformation—the pinnacle of the Dao of Immortality.

It was... the Celestial Sovereign.

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