Ten Fiends' Treasured Arts, Grass Sword Art

"Human, return my child to me!!"

This adult Primordial Remnant could not yet speak in human tongues, but it could already communicate with Little Shi through divine sense, its words heavy with threats.

"No way. I stole this egg with my own skill, why should I return it!"

Shi Hao gritted his teeth. The pair of bright red Vermilion Bird wings on his back burned fiercely, faintly condensing into the phantom of an ancient Vermilion Bird that spread its cloud-draping wings to shield him.

When a Precious Technique is cultivated to its peak, one can even become the source of divinity, transforming into a true Primordial Vicious Beast.

It was just that Little Shi had not been practicing the Vermilion Bird Precious Technique for long; it was not yet perfected, nor was it as masterfully grasped as his Green Peng Precious Technique or Suanni Precious Technique.

"You seek death!"

The descendant of the Primordial Divine Bird, the Peacock God King, was thoroughly enraged. A terrifying screech erupted, and vast divine light descended like a crashing tidal wave, piercing through the Vermilion Bird phantom and slamming heavily onto Little Shi's back.

"Urgh!"

Caught off guard, Shi Hao stumbled, nearly plummeting to the ground. In his haste, he scrambled to condense another pair of Vermilion Bird wings.

"You mangy peacock, do you take my silence for weakness?"

Shi Hao's gaze was icy as he forcibly swallowed the blood rising in his throat. His entire body glowed, divine radiance roared, and nine Heavenly Caves emerged one after another, arranging themselves in a ring above his head.

"Clang, clang, clang!"

Sword Qi hummed. Nine silver, metallic-looking sword grasses appeared outside his body, rotating slowly and diffusing a heaven-shaking intent of cutting and tearing.

"That is..."

The Five-Colored Peacock, just about to press its advantage, felt its heart tighten. It stared fixedly at the nine rotating grass leaves, its spiritual intuition screaming in alarm.

Even as a Great Demon of the Inscription Realm, it felt a genuine fear of falling here.

"Grass Sword Art, slash for me!!"

As the roar fell, his surging vital essence burned fiercely, fueling a sword strike that transcended his limits.

Silver Sword Qi swept across, descending like a galaxy from the nine heavens, grinding all things into dust, leveling the uneven, and piercing through everything.

The Five-Colored Peacock was, after all, a Primordial Remnant inheriting the bloodline of the Peacock God King. In this moment of crisis, it did not hesitate to sacrifice its own bloodline to summon an Ancestral Emperor Imprint for protection.

"Roar!"

The phantom of the Primordial Divine Bird, which blotted out the sky, stepped across the river of time, coming to assist from that distant ancient battlefield. War drums thundered, and battle intent soared to the heavens.

However, this sword strike was peerlessly domineering and sharp to the extreme.

"Pfft!"

The phantom of the Primordial Divine Bird, which had occupied most of the sky like a dark cloud, was torn apart in an instant. The heaven-shaking sword intent continued to extend downward, and with a shrill, mournful cry, it forcefully sheared off one of the Primordial Remnant's wings, bright red blood flowing wantonly.

"Boom!"

Suddenly struck, the Five-Colored Peacock fell to the ground, unable to struggle as violent shockwaves rippled wildly into the surroundings.

"Damn it, the consumption of unleashing the Grass Sword Art at full power is simply too great!"

At the same time, the pale-faced Shi Hao did not look back. With a shake of his body, he transformed directly into a pure-blooded Golden Winged Roc and fled.

The Five-Colored Peacock was a late-stage Inscription Realm Great Demon, only a notch weaker than the Azure Heaven Roc that was currently transforming into the Array Formation King Realm.

Even if caught off guard and shorn of a wing, it was definitely not something Shi Hao, currently in the Heavenly Cave Realm, could provoke.

If Little Shi thought he could take this chance to kill it, he would likely be taught a lesson in minutes.

Better to hold onto the Five-Colored divine egg and get out of there while the going was good.

Little Shi unleashed his Golden Winged Roc Precious Technique to its limit, tearing through the void with lightning speed and vanishing into the vast ancient forest in the blink of an eye.

On the other side of the mountain range, a group of over a dozen warriors in sturdy attire stared blankly into the distance.

Leading them was a graceful, ethereal woman in her mid-teens. She wore white, her figure was slender, and her temperament was incredibly pure.

"Battling the descendant of the Primordial Divine Bird, the Peacock King—though he was not its match, he was able to retreat calmly. Who... who exactly is he?"

The speaker was a silver-eyed old woman with snow-white hair. She was full of vigor, and mysterious Bone Texts flickered in her eyes from time to time; she was actually a late-stage Spirit Transformation Realm cultivator.

"Nine Heavenly Caves, mastering the Vermilion Bird Precious Technique, the Golden Winged Roc Precious Technique, and another peerless sword art. Even the descendants of kings are not worthy of him. He is either a descendant of the Human Emperor or the direct line of an ancient family. He is a heaven-gifted talent, deserving of the name."

A middle-aged warrior standing with his hand on his blade responded in a daze.

"This is the kind of disciple our Heaven Mending Pavilion should be recruiting. A king among his peers, looking down upon all heroes. I want to give him the eighth Heaven Mending Token and invite him into the Pavilion."

The white-clad woman, her skin as delicate as jade, had her cherry lips parted in an "O" shape, and it took a long while for her to recover from the shock.

The Heaven Mending Pavilion was an ancient pure land, on par with the Deer Chasing Academy and the God King Hall.

"But Miss You Yu, the Rain Clan of the Stone Kingdom also wishes to obtain the final token to pave the way for a very powerful princely descendant within their clan."

"The Rain Clan is, after all, a top princely family of the ancient kingdom, and they are the maternal clan of that ancient individual with the double pupils. Should we..."

Among the many attendants, a young man hesitated.

"Hmph, ignorance. Never mind that the person they favor is only the son of a clan elder from the Rain King Mansion; even if it were the heir to the Rain King himself, how could he compare to this heaven-gifted talent destined to rise?"

Before the current senior sister of the Heaven Mending Pavilion could retort, the silver-eyed old woman spoke up with a reprimand.

"Grandmother, let's not dwell on this. We must go; we have to catch up to him."

The beauty in white, known as Xia Youyu, swayed her waist like a mermaid, vanishing from the spot in a few flashes and leaving behind a faint, lingering fragrance.

The numerous attendants exchanged glances before having no choice but to activate their movement techniques and bury their heads in pursuit.

In another area several dozen miles away.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

Shi Hao sat cross-legged in a grassy clearing, tentatively tapping the Five-Colored Precious Egg in his arms, which emitted the sound of clashing metal from time to time.

"Tsk, this five-colored divine egg is quite tough, but it won't stump me."

As he spoke, Little Shi took out a gleaming golden Wolf Tooth Dagger from his own cave-heaven—the first ancestral artifact bestowed upon the Golden Wolf Tribe by the Golden Wolf Ancient Kingdom.

Once a cave-heaven is opened, a cultivator can store their artifacts within it to nourish them.

"Bang!"

A golden flash streaked across, and as the five-colored radiance flowed over the eggshell, a vast amount of life essence poured out frantically, faintly accompanied by an intoxicating, exotic fragrance.

The five-colored divine egg was finally breached by the Wolf Tooth Dagger, leaving a large hole. The crystal-clear, jade-like egg liquid wobbled inside, resembling emeralds.

"Whew, such dense life energy~"

Shi Hao took only a light sniff and felt a sense of slight intoxication. Without another word, he immediately raised the five-colored divine egg to his mouth and began gulping down the crystalline liquid.

As the jade fluid drained and his lower abdomen slightly bulged, the sea-like life essence surged rapidly through his limbs and bones, scorching his physical body like true fire.

"Heaven-Swallowing Secret Technique, devour for me!"

Shi Hao let out a satisfied burp, then immediately visualized the image of the ancient demonic bird, the Heaven-Swallowing Sparrow, feeding in his mind. He transformed his body into a towering black demonic furnace, frantically vibrating to digest the abundant divine energy rampaging within him.