Bone, Named Reincarnation

When Shi Hao was young, his Supreme Bone was gouged out, and even the Supreme Blood in his chest was taken to nourish the Supreme Bone transplanted into Shi Yi.

However, the Supreme Bone is a divine gift; the innate precious techniques and Great Dao imprints bestowed by the heavens are rooted deep within the bloodline of a Primordial Progenitor, not something that can be stolen simply by digging out a piece of bone.

Supreme One True Water, brimming with immense divine energy, merged into his flesh and blood, once again activating the mysterious source patterns flowing through Shi Hao's limbs and bones, drawing them toward his chest.

The innate precious techniques roared, and the residual Supreme Blood began to revive.

An extremely brilliant sun was born in Shi Hao's chest. It was the aura of a natural supreme being, as if a supreme entity that had been slumbering for ages was slowly awakening, returning to life.

In the center of the divine sun, the faint phantom of a crystal-clear vertical bone could be seen emerging.

Under the rapid infusion of innate Dao patterns and Supreme Blood, this vertical bone was solidifying at an unprecedented speed. Divine light shone from his entire body, resembling a roaring Heavenly Circuit Divine Furnace, compensating for every deficiency.

The divine radiance released by the sun grew increasingly scorching, as if a supreme being were sitting cross-legged within it. The terrifying pressure grew ever more intense, and a certain nine-headed lion had long since lost all will to live.

"Is anyone there? Come save this king, I'm about to lose my lion life..."

Bursts of extremely weak moans emerged, flickering and barely audible.

"BOOM!"

The very moment that vertical bone fully formed, the divine sun instantly extinguished, and a young god stepped out from within.

The Supreme Bone, reborn!

"Eh, Golden Fur, what happened to you?"

Shi Hao retracted the divine might of the natural supreme being, curiously observing the Golden Lion, which was sprawled on the ground with a faint aura.

"I'm fine, I'm just a little, a little..."

The Golden Lion forced out half a sentence before completely passing out.

This was an ancient ruin, the entire world dim and covered in crumbling walls.

In the vast ruins, powerful precious artifacts emerged from time to time, and sometimes a massive surge of them would erupt, forming what was known as a divine tide.

The source of this was naturally the Treasure Dividing Cliff in the deepest part of the ruins, the burial ground for the personal artifacts of ancient sages. Fighting was forbidden there, and each person could take away one supreme artifact.

Therefore, the geniuses who entered the Baiduan Mountain Secret Realm mostly came here to hunt for treasures.

"Whoosh!"

A streak of light shot out from the depths of the ruins, heading straight for the distant horizon.

"Another artifact has appeared, charge!"

"The artifact is mine, don't you dare fight me for it!"

The surrounding groups of alien geniuses immediately swarmed forward in a chaotic mess.

"Are we not going to fight for that artifact? It's a purple ox horn, overflowing with precious light; it's already gained sentience. Even a prince's dharma artifact is nothing compared to that."

The Golden Lion carried Shi Hao, strolling leisurely through the ruins.

"What is the point of fighting for one artifact? I am waiting for the divine tide to erupt so I can round them all up at once. You must know that our village is poor; many of the children in the village have yet to use any precious artifacts, and it all depends on me earning income out here."

Shi Hao glanced at the fading light and said languidly.

This was already his fifth day in the ancient ruins with the Golden Lion. Along the way, supreme primordial remnants like Bi Fang, Zhujian, the Demon Willow Tree, Pixiu, and the Chi Dragon had appeared one after another, all rushing toward the Treasure Dividing Cliff area to compete for powerful artifacts.

"A divine tide? Round them all up? No, no, no, you can kill me, but I'm not going. If you want to go, go yourself."

The Golden Lion was startled by these words and shook his head frantically in refusal.

When a divine tide erupts, it is inevitably a violent surge of a sea of artifacts.

One must know that the artifacts here were all left behind by ancient powerhouses, and each one was exceptionally powerful. The power contained when a massive number of artifacts gathered together was enough to change the color of the heavens and earth.

When the divine tide erupted, the divine energy released could instantly destroy all living things within its range, leaving not a blade of grass behind.

Normal people would run as fast as they could upon seeing a divine tide, but this madman actually wanted to rush in and make a profit; he must be insane.

"Fine, then I'll just kill you instead."

Shi Hao nodded slightly, manifesting the Vermilion Bird Precious Technique, and held a crimson immortal sword as he moved to strike the Golden Lion's nine ferocious heads.

"No, no, no, My Lord, I was just joking, just joking! I'll go, isn't that enough?!"

The Golden Lion was so aggrieved he could almost cry. He was just complaining; he didn't mean he actually wanted Shi Hao to kill him. Why take it so seriously?

This master was simply too damn difficult to serve!

"Not bad, your awareness is high after all, Golden Fur. Once we leave the secret realm, I will reward you with a Six-Turn Spirit Pill to help you purify your bloodline."

Shi Hao dispersed the crimson immortal sword and casually dangled a carrot in front of this silly dog.

The Six-Turn Spirit Pill was a precious pill refined from the true blood of six supreme primordial remnants, supplemented by dozens of rare medicinal herbs, and was known as a minor holy medicine.

Well, Little Shi had only heard the name of the Six-Turn Spirit Pill by chance; he certainly didn't have one on him.

"A Six-Turn Spirit Pill? Good, good, good! My Lord, is there anything else? Please, just give your orders."

Hearing this, the Golden Lion was overjoyed. He no longer cared about his dignity, calling out "My Lord, My Lord" with increasing volume and fluency.

"Golden Lion, what are you doing?!"

Just as the Nine-Headed Golden Lion was secretly gloating, fantasizing about swallowing the Six-Turn Spirit Pill and purifying its bloodline in one step to become a supreme pure-blooded creature, an incredulous cry suddenly rang out from afar.

"Uh..."

The Nine-Headed Golden Lion's body stiffened abruptly, and it turned around, dumbfounded.

On the other side of the hillside, a group of exotic prodigies was staring at it in shock.

The Five-Colored Phoenix Bird with its vibrant plumage, the purple-gold Purple Sable, and the Three-Eyed Brothers with vertical eyes in the centers of their brows—this was a group of powerful exotic creatures, all old acquaintances of the Nine-Headed Golden Lion, with whom it even shared deep ties.

"My lord? Golden Lion, do you know what you are doing?!"

The Five-Colored Phoenix Bird, its feathers shimmering with five-colored divine light, took to the air and led the others over, speaking with a pained and reproachful expression.

The Five-Colored Phoenix Bird was a close friend of the Nine-Headed Golden Lion; its grandfather and the Nine-Headed Golden Lion's grandfather, the Nine Spirits King, had been friends for years, and the two families were long-time acquaintances.

Born of noble lineage, this line was originally pure-blooded, and their ancestor was a renowned God King during the primordial era; although their bloodline had thinned following a subsequent tragedy, they remained formidable for a time.

"Brother Luan, I, I..."

Being watched by a group of friends in its most pathetic state, the Nine-Headed Golden Lion wished it could find a crack in the ground and crawl right into it.

"Golden Lion, say no more. Did this human genius use some despicable means to force you? Rest assured, with us here, we will definitely rescue you."

The Five-Colored Phoenix Bird's tone was resonant and powerful, its stance unyielding to the extreme.

"Hm? Tell me, you motley bird, do you also want to become my battle pet?!"

Before the Purple Sable or the Three-Eyed Brothers could step forward to show their support, a thunderous roar echoed in everyone's ears.

Shi Hao's physical body was crystalline and translucent, interwoven with runes, and his chest seemed to give birth to a great sun, reflecting golden divine radiance as the pressure of a supreme being descended like a tidal wave.

"The aura of a supreme being? A born supreme being?!!"

The Five-Colored Phoenix Bird and the other creatures all changed color in unison.