Zhi Hao, ran his finger along the smooth surface of the stone wall. It was a wall like no other, meticulously crafted from stones that seemed to whisper of forgotten stories.
hands roughened by years of training touched a subtle irregularity, a slight shift in texture. His curiosity burning, he pressed his palm against the anomaly, his power flowing through the stone. with a resounding crack, the rock gave way, revealing a hidden passage leading downwards. A faint light radiated from the depths, beckoning Zhi Hao to come forward. He hesitated for a moment, his mind struggling with uncertainty. this is no ordinary wall; felt filled with a power that gave him goosebumps. However, the lure of uncertainty is too strong to resist. He took a deep breath, his heart pounding in his chest, and descended into darkness. As his eyes adjusted to the dim light, he realized that he was in a large underground space. The walls are decorated with intricate carvings depicting battle scenes, gods, and mythical creatures. The air vibrated with an invisible energy, tickling his skin. In the center of the room, two ornate chests stood sentinel, their surfaces shining with a polished sheen. “This is the God of Destruction's secret place,” a voice boomed in his ears. Zhi Hao looks at Qianlong. Qianlong gestured towards the chests. "Open, Zhi Hao. Inside is the Energy Stone I mean." Zhi Hao, his breath caught in his throat, approached the chests. He reached out a trembling hand and lifted the lid of the first coffin. Within it, lies a pile of glowing stones, pulsing with a soft, ethereal light. it was a pure energy stone, emitting a warmth that seeped into him. He felt a surge of power coursing through his veins, a feeling of invincibility he had never experienced before. Just as he was about to reach for the stone, a vortex of energy erupted from thin air, tentacles reaching towards the Chest with an insatiable hunger. The air vibrated with raw power, and Zhi Hao felt himself unable to move. "Who took it?" Zhi Hao was so shocked, his eyes widened, because one of the energy stone chests had disappeared without a trace. Zhi Hao was suspicious of Qianlong, and he asked to confirm his suspicions, “Were you the one who devoured him?” but Qianlong didn't answer, which only strengthened Zhi Hao's doubts. "Then this is my share," he said, taking the remaining chest. He opened it slowly, prepared for a spatial energy vortex to appear. However, there was no movement at all. He sat on the ancient altar in the basement. He scattered the Essence Stones around him and began cultivating the Heaven Crushing Cultivation Technique. A Star Vortex appeared above his head at that moment. there were around two stars rotating, indicating that he had actually reached the second stage of the Earth Realm. The stars are the signs. The sea of energy in his body moved, receiving the Pure Energy from the Spiritual Stone, surging like waves during a tsunami. * "Patriarch, we couldn't find Young Master Hao's whereabouts. We've checked the depths of the Forest and there really wasn't anything strange, no corpses, not even the remains of a fight." said a reporter, his voice shaking. Zhi Sao frowned, his jaw tightened. "Damn it, who is the real mastermind? Elder Wang didn't come back either. Looks like he's probably dead." he muttered, his eyes burning with pent-up anger. Even though many Zhi Clan troops had been mobilized, Zhi Hao, the only son and heir of the Zhi Clan, was still nowhere to be found. "His life token is still on, meaning he is still alive now. It cannot be denied. But we don't know who the real murderer is! You, must pay attention to everyone in the Zhi Clan, report anything suspicious." said Patriarch Zhi Sao, his voice cold and full of authority. "Yes, Patriarch!" the person nodded, his body trembling. Zhi Sao sighed, his thoughts drifting to the past. He had ignored the young man. “I'm sorry, kid.” He mumbled back. * "Did you guys confirm that he's dead?" Zhi Renxiao looked at his subordinate, a burly man with battle scars on his face. "We're sorry sir, as for Second Young Master Zhi Long's subordinates, we have finished them off. But as for that Young Master Trash, it was as if he was swallowed up by the earth. He just disappeared we saw with our own eyes. Second Young Master's subordinates wasted too much time, so he disappeared," said Zhi Renxiao's subordinate, looking down guiltily. "But you guys cleaned up without a trace to be traced, didn't you?" Zhi Renxiao asked again, his voice piercingly cold. "We can confirm that, sir." "Good. This is for you guys!" Zhi Renxiao handed over a box, pushing it in front of his subordinate. The box contained sparkling gold coins, a reward for those who had performed their duties well. "Thank you, sir," said the subordinate, his hands shaking when he received the box. He knew that their task was not finished. That "Trash Young Master" must be found, and eliminated. while at Zhi Long's residence. Elder Mo hasn't returned for two days. "What happened to Elder Mo?" Zhi Long muttered. Swoosh! Someone came down in front of Zhi Long who was at the window, he bowed as he said, “Second Young Master, we found Elder Mo's body under the Abyss, he was defeated by Elder Wang's Sword Technique.” said the reporter. "But have you found Elder Wang's whereabouts?" Zhi Long asked. “He's dead too, sir!”Zhi Hao stepped out of the spatial vortex, his eyes fixed on the Tree he had entered from before. A sense of familiarity came over him, but the sight he witnessed made him frown slightly."This is the Tree I entered before," he muttered, his eyes fixed on the traces of blood and bones of two people lying on the ground. "Are they the two people who wanted to kill me before? But that's impossible, hasn't a year and a half already passed?"Confused, Zhi Hao ignored the questions that were gnawing at his mind. He is more interested in the changes that occur in him. "Who knows how the Zhi Clan is doing now. Would father be surprised to see that I can have the strength of the third stage of the Earth Realm now?" a smile spread across his face, imagining how he would tell all his experiences."The city of Linggau doesn't seem to have changed a bit," he muttered again, continuing towards the city center.Zhi Hao's eyes met Xiao Lui, who was also walking on the street. Xiao Lui smiled, but the
Xiao Bai frowned, his eyes narrowed at the panting Xiao Lui in front of him. "What's wrong with you? Why is your face so bruised?" he asked, his voice cold and piercing.“Zhi Hao… he… he is so strong,” Xiao Lui panted, his chest still aching. "I almost died, Brother Bai! He kicked me flying!"Xiao Bai sneered, "You are stupid, even defeating Zhi Hao is incompetent."Xiao Lui fell silent, his face ashen. "I know, Brother Bai. But I have to take revenge! He has insulted me, he has hurt my pride!""Pride?" Xiao Bai laughed mockingly. “You're just a coward who's afraid of death! But since you're my direct subordinate, I'll help you beat him up. Who he thinks he is can do whatever he wants.”"He probably forgot that two days ago I kicked him. So he's so arrogant. or his head has hit a rock. So, how did you get to be like that by Zhi Hao? Isn't he just trash that even a kid could defeat?" Xiao Bai said, his voice shaking with anger.Xiao Lui, a thin young man with dark eyes, just shook his
The wind rustled through the ancient trees surrounding the Zhi Clan residence, carrying the scent of pine and the whispers of a thousand secrets. Inside, the air felt heavy with anticipation. Zhi Sao, the head of the family, sat in his study, his brow furrowed in worry. He had just received news that made the hairs on the back of his neck stand up.“Master, first Young master is back,” a voice announced, breaking the silence.Zhi Sao's eyes widened. "How could he come back so quickly?" he asked, his voice filled with astonishment. "Does he look different? I mean, injured or disabled?""Absolutely not, sir," answered the messenger, a man named Dong. "The only apparent difference… he was very brave. Even hitting Xiao Lui, a member of the Xiao Clan."Zhi Sao's eyebrows rose. "I don't know who Xiao Lui is, but I know that both disciples and descendants of the Xiao Clan have quite high cultivation. They would at least be in the Fighter Realm if they were the same age.""That's right, sir,"
Zhi Hao sat beside the tombstone, his mother's final resting place. "Mom, now I am not a trash that can be insulted. I will carve my own name in legends," he whispered softly, his eyes filled with tears.He kissed the tombstone, then told in a low voice about his experiences while training in the World Ring, how he was able to gain extraordinary power. Even though it was just a story without an answer, it was enough to relieve his heart.“Young Master, the Patriarch is calling for you,” a female servant's voice broke the silence.Zhi Hao stood up straight, "Fine. Looks like the Xiao Clan is making a move. What are they really thinking? Even though Xiao Lui is just an insignificant slave," he muttered, slightly dismissive. "Where is daddy waiting for me?""In the Clan hall, Young Master!" answered the waiter."Thank You!" Zhi Hao said, keeping his hands behind his back, walking calmly towards the clan hall.The female servant fell silent, her eyes fixed on Zhi Hao's retreating back. "Y
Swoosh! Swoosh! Zhi Hao looked at Zhi Sao, who was struggling against Xiao Long.Zhi Sao looked exhausted, but he still fought tenaciously."Father!" shouted Zhi Hao.Zhi Sao turned to him."Hao, you have to go!" shouted Zhi Sao. "I'll hold them off."“No, Dad,” said Zhi Hao. "I'll help you."Zhi Hao dashed towards Zhi Sao, swinging the Shadow Sword with all his might."Father, I will defeat them!"Zhi Hao attacked Xiao Long vigorously. Xiao Long was surprised to see Zhi Hao's strength increase drastically. He tried to dodge, but Zhi Hao was too fast.“First Level Sword Technique – Death Strike!” Zhi Hao shouted. The Shadow Sword struck Xiao Long's chest, sending him staggering backwards. Xiao Long coughed out blood, his eyes bulging in disbelief."Impossible! How can a weakling like you have that much strength?" Xiao Long shouted.“Shadow Sword,” Zhi Hao answered, his voice cold and full of power. "This sword has extraordinary power."Xiao Long got up and ran again at Zhi Hao. H
Zhi Hao pondered Qianlong's words seriously. He realized that to reach a level of power equal to that of a God of Destruction, he had to train with discipline and focus. Although being inside the Ringworld provides tremendous time benefits, effort and dedication remain key.After a moment of meditation, Zhi Hao stood up and raised his sword, feeling the weight and balance of the weapon in his hands. "Okay, I'll start training with the sword," he said with determination. "I have to hone this skill before moving on to other abilities."Qianlong nodded, "Remember, every move must be calculated. Learn from every swing and every step. Don't rush. true expertise comes from deep understanding."Zhi Hao nodded and started practicing. He focused his energy, trying to merge with his sword. Every attack, every block, was done with full attention and awareness. He imagined every technique he learned, integrating them with his body movements.Time passed unnoticed while he was practicing. In two s
“What you say seems right, Nephew.” Xiao Ming said. He looked at Xiao Bai who was now sitting in front of him. His face, which was usually filled with a friendly smile, now looked serious, filled with frown lines that seemed to indicate the heavy burden he was carrying.“We have to make a new plan, Uncle.” Xiao Bai said. Her eyes, which usually sparkled cheerfully, now radiated strong determination. He had seen for himself the cruelty of Zhi Sao, the leader of the Xiao Clan who had usurped the Patriarch's throne in a cruel way.“You calm down. I've already contacted someone in the Xiao Clan. Come with me to meet him.” Xiao Ming said. He got up from his seat, his muscular body looked sturdy even though he was old.Xiao Bai wondered that in his mind, but he didn't say it. just following where Xiao Ming would take him. He believes in his Uncle, the only family he has left after the tragedy that took away his parents.They walked along the path that cut through the bamboo forest. The wind
Amidst the cold darkness of the night, Zhi RenXiao, with a dark turban covering his face, stepped nimbly towards the towering mountain peak. There, he met Xiao Ming, the figure he had been waiting for. The cold wind whispered, carrying a scent of mystery and threat."We meet again for the second time today," Xiao Ming said, his voice hoarse, full of enigma. "I rejected your cruel plan earlier. However, I have a new strategy. Would you be interested in hearing it, RenXiao?"Zhi RenXiao, who had always been known as a cunning and ambitious figure, sank into silence, letting the cold wind hit his face. "I'll give you a chance," he answered, his voice flat, "Tell me your plan."Xiao Ming, who was much older and full of experience, leaned in close and whispered as if the world wanted them to keep it a secret. “Well, this ploy will open a new curtain on our rivalry,” he whispered, his eyes sparkling with hidden plans.Zhi RenXiao, intrigued and stunned, finally nodded, “More enticing… I wi