Follow the path of Dao from infancy Chapter 1705 Chapter 430: No Bottlenecks, 23 Chaos Laws Unleashed!_2

Regrettably, realizing the truth at this moment was far too late; a look of pure despair surfaced in Wu Ming's eyes as he frantically begged Li Hao:

"Spare my life, I implore you! I do not wish to undergo reincarnation!"

Even though he possessed the ability to reincarnate and start his Cultivation journey anew, many of the fortuitous opportunities he had secured in this lifetime—such as the precious medicinal catalysts used to temper his immortal physique—would be nearly impossible to find a second time.

"Reincarnation?"

Li Hao narrowed his eyes slightly and questioned, "Can we speak reasonably now? Tell me, why did you provoke me into a blood duel?"

"I only sought prestige."

Wu Ming answered without a moment's pause, pleading, "Your arrival caused such a massive commotion. If I were to slay you, my name would echo throughout the Primordial True Realm; I intended to use your fame to establish my own reputation!"

Boom!

Li Hao’s brow furrowed slightly as he gently closed the fingers of his Sealing God Palm. A muffled explosion erupted from Wu Ming's Primordial Spirit, followed by his agonized, piercing shrieks.

"I will not ask a second time,"

Li Hao declared.

Wu Ming felt as though his entire being was on the verge of shattering. The torment inflicted upon his Primordial Spirit was dozens of times more excruciating than any physical wound, as the agony struck his very soul.

Though his heart seethed with resentment and malice, an uncontrollable dread flickered in his eyes; he truly feared that this youth might ruthlessly crush the life out of him.

"If I reveal the truth, will you swear a Dao Heart oath to spare me?"

Wu Ming asked through gritted teeth.

"No,"

Li Hao replied with icy indifference. "However, I can grant you a swifter end."

Wu Ming let out a hollow, miserable laugh; he understood that his opponent would not grant him easy mercy, particularly in a blood duel where the defeated is meant to be erased.

"In that case, there is nothing left to discuss. If I speak, I invite disaster and death; if I remain silent, I die regardless. Since I have already crossed you, I might as well see it through to the end."

Shedding his previous air of desperation, Wu Ming spoke with a cold, defiant smirk.

Ultimately, as a top-tier prodigy, he still possessed a shred of pride and courage.

Li Hao raised an eyebrow and remarked calmly, "You are well aware that I am a direct disciple of the Immortal Emperor. You dared to challenge me to a blood duel; once you are gone, do you honestly believe your Martial Clan will spend vast resources to nurture you once more?"

Wu Ming stiffened, his face draining of all color instantly.

Indeed, the consequences of offending a direct disciple of the Immortal Emperor were grave.

Before, he was certain of his victory. He believed that even if he angered the Immortal Emperor, obtaining the senior brother's cultivation technique would elevate his status within the Original Land. The Original Immortal Emperor and his own clan would surely have shielded him then.

But now, if he perished, he would be nothing more than a wandering soul destined for reincarnation who had insulted the Immortal Emperor’s lineage—he would be worthless!

No matter how brilliant or monstrous a prodigy’s talent might be, they would be buried by obscurity without Cultivation resources.

For his clan, wasting precious assets on a reincarnated soul who had drawn the ire of the Immortal Emperor was a foolish investment; it could easily bring ruin to the entire family.

Realizing this, Wu Ming’s Primordial Spirit shuddered with genuine terror.

"Talk,"

Li Hao commanded.

Wu Ming’s expression shifted violently. He gnashed his teeth and insisted, "I truly only wanted the fame..."

Li Hao met his gaze with eyes full of skepticism.

Observing Wu Ming's conflicted look, Li Hao understood and chose not to speak further.

Boom!

The Sealing God Palm abruptly tightened, pulverizing the enemy's Primordial Spirit. It dissolved into a myriad of soul fragments, resembling a brilliant torrent of golden flame.

"He was a sharp one after all,"

Li Hao sighed, shaking his head.

Even though the man had been terrified, he had clearly seen that even with a confession, his life was forfeit, so he chose to remain stubborn to the end.

Quite the persistent soul... Li Hao looked up, his gaze piercing beyond the barrier to scan the gathered spectators.

Although Wu Ming hadn't said much, the earlier taunts and their final exchange were enough to prove his motive wasn't just fame. There was another reason, yet there was no personal grudge against Li Hao.

If it wasn't a personal vendetta, then it was motivated by gain.

If that gain wasn't reputation, it must have been a bribe from someone else.

Simply put, a third party had used incentives to push him into this arena.

Who could it be?

Having just reached the Original Land, who could harbor such deep enmity toward him?

The Chaos Ancient Clan? Sword Heart Ming Yue? Or perhaps other disciples from the Heavenly Palace?

Li Hao’s eyes slowly drifted across the crowd, searching for any unusual expressions that might betray the one who had instigated Wu Ming.

After all, those who pull the strings often hide among the masses to witness the results of their schemes.

The conflict had concluded swiftly. As Li Hao looked toward the crowd, the onlookers stood frozen in shock.

A prodigy at the tenth level of the Immortal Monarch Realm, one who had mastered 67 Chaos Stars, had been summarily executed by Li Hao.

His body was demolished in a single move, his Primordial Spirit severed by three sword strikes, and finally crushed by a palm. The entire execution was as fluid as it was savage!

"Is it finished already?"

"I just arrived, only to witness a Sixth Level Immortal Monarch slaughtering a Perfect Immortal Monarch. Have I spent too long in meditation? Are my eyes playing tricks on me?"

"Can anyone who was here at the start explain how that fellow was reduced to a mere Primordial Spirit so suddenly?"

Many began to snap out of their stupor, their faces masks of bewilderment.

Meanwhile, those who had witnessed the entire fight from the beginning held a deep, lingering shock in their eyes.

They had seen Li Hao employ secret techniques to boost his power; technically, a Third Level Immortal Monarch had utterly crushed a Perfect Immortal Monarch!

"No wonder his name was missing from the Chaos Heavenly Dao rankings—he was hiding the fact that he has secretly condensed three Chaos Laws!"

"This is absurd! How long has he been studying Chaos Power in secret before coming out to shock the world?"

The crowd was shaken. Even the arrogant members of the Chaos Ancient Clan looked upon Li Hao with wariness; this youth of the Human Race was like a God of Slaughter, a person one should never provoke.