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Chapter 777 The Third General of the Immortal Palace is Killed in One Move!

Within the Immortal Ancient Secret Realm.

Led by the immortal cultivator, Shi Hao and the others passed through the peach grove and headed west, soon arriving at a desolate place.

The environment here is extremely desolate.

The once fragrant peach blossoms had long since disappeared along the way, replaced by withered vines, old trees, and overgrown weeds.

In addition, a rotten smell began to permeate the air, which was very uncomfortable.

After walking for about half an hour, a stinking swamp suddenly appeared ahead.

"This is it..."

The Immortal Palace cultivator stopped and pointed to the depths of the swamp ahead, saying, "Lord Di Chong's secluded cultivation place is at the deepest part of this swamp. There is an altar there, guarded by the Immortal Palace's third general. I... I can only take you this far. If we go any further, I will be discovered."

Shi Hao glanced at him and said indifferently, "Then you can get lost."

Upon hearing this, the man felt as if he had been granted a pardon and ran away as fast as he could.

Shi Hao turned his head to look at the swamp, his brows furrowing slightly.

He could sense a powerful aura deep within the swamp, which, while not as strong as Dichong's, was certainly not comparable to that of an ordinary cultivator.

"Brother, it stinks here..."

Qin Hao covered his nose and said with a look of disgust.

Shi Hao smiled and said, "Bear with it for a moment, let's go in and take a look."

After saying that, he strode into the depths of the swamp.

Qin Hao quickly followed, and the witch followed behind.

In the distance, the cultivators who had been watching the spectacle hesitated for a moment, then mustered their courage and followed.

They dared not approach, but only watched from afar.

This swamp seems to be protected by a no-fly zone, making it impossible to fly easily. Those who enter can only walk on the muddy ground, but Shi Hao walks on the void as if on flat ground.

Qin Hao and the witch each used their own methods to avoid getting themselves dirty.

After walking for about the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, a small altar appeared ahead.

The altar was small, entirely black, and covered with densely packed runes.

In front of the altar, a burly middle-aged man was sitting cross-legged.

The opponent's eyes were closed, and white jets of air were exhaling from his mouth and nose, coiling around his body like a white dragon. His aura was deep and powerful, clearly indicating that he was a formidable master.

"That person really is the third general of the Immortal Palace..."

The witch recognized the man and her expression changed slightly. She said, "This man's strength is far beyond that of an ordinary first-generation cultivator. It is said that he once single-handedly slaughtered a small sect. I never expected that he would be here protecting Di Chong."

Shi Hao looked at the middle-aged man and sneered, "Di Chong really knows how to enjoy himself; even in seclusion, he has someone protecting him."

The witch whispered, "Be careful, this person is not easy to deal with."

"is it?"

Shi Hao smiled nonchalantly.

He then adjusted his breathing, merging the Kunpeng Treasure Technique with Shrinking the Earth to an Inch, transforming into a wisp of smoke, and silently rushed towards the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man seemed to sense something and suddenly opened his eyes, but it was too late.

Because at this moment, Shi Hao had already appeared in front of him, opening up the only cave heaven and directly enveloping him within it.

The space within Shi Hao's only cave solidified, and spiritual energy stagnated. The middle-aged man felt a tightness all over his body and was unable to move.

He tried to activate his magic to resist, but found that the spiritual energy in his body was like stagnant water and he couldn't mobilize it at all.

"Who...who are you?" the middle-aged man asked Shi Hao in terror.

Shi Hao said calmly, "My name is Huang..."

The middle-aged man's pupils constricted, and his face turned deathly pale: "Huang, you... how did you get here?"

Shi Hao did not answer his question, but instead increased the suppression of the cave.

The middle-aged man felt his body getting heavier and heavier, as if a mountain was pressing down on him.

His bones began to creak, and he began to have difficulty breathing.

He struggled desperately, but to no avail.

Finally, he could only collapse weakly to the ground.

Tell me, where is Di Chong?

Shi Hao looked at the middle-aged man and asked.

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and remained silent, looking like he was determined to fight to the death.

Shi Hao sneered and directly took out his halberd, pressing it against his throat: "Talk or die."

The middle-aged man felt the cold tip of the halberd and could only say unwillingly, "I...I don't know. I was just ordered to guard the altar here and to deliver messages. Only Lord Di Chong knows where he is in seclusion. Every time I communicate with him, I do so through ancient books or the altar. Moreover, this altar can only deliver messages and cannot transmit any living beings."

Shi Hao frowned and looked at the altar.

The runes on the altar were still flashing, clearly still in operation.

The witch stepped forward, examined the altar carefully, and then nodded in analysis: "He's right. This altar is indeed only used for transmitting messages, not a teleportation array. Di Chong's secluded cultivation place should not be here."

Shi Hao sheathed his halberd and looked at the middle-aged man again: "Do you know why Di Chong is in seclusion here?"

The middle-aged man shook his head, then nodded, and hesitated, saying, "I...I heard...that after Lord Di Chong's main and secondary bodies merged, he still needed some time to stabilize his realm. He was afraid of being disturbed, so he chose this remote place. As for the exact location, I really don't know."

Shi Hao remained silent for a moment, then turned to look at the depths of the swamp.

He spread his divine sense across the entire swamp but found nothing unusual.

Di Chong's secluded training place seems to have been hidden by some means.

"Brother, what if we can't find Di Chong?"

Qin Hao asked with a worried expression.

They have now completely offended the Immortal Palace. If they cannot kill Di Chong while he is in seclusion this time...

In the future, in this ancient and mysterious realm, the other party will surely seek revenge.

"The God Stone..."

Shi Hao gently patted his head.

next second.

The God-Slaying Stone, which had just woken up, flew out from his pile of hair.

"Why are you in such a hurry to find me? Is there something delicious to eat again?"

The God-Slaying Stone dangled in front of Shi Hao for a while, then said sleepily.

Shi Hao rolled his eyes at it, then pointed to the altar in front of him and said, "You know a lot about formations, go and see if there are any hidden formations inside this altar?"

While yawning, the God-Slaying Stone said weakly, "This altar isn't a teleportation array, what's there to inspect? Besides... I'm here to break arrays, not to inspect altars..."

Shi Hao shook his head helplessly, then took out a bottle of the Heavenly Creation Dew that Han Li had given him earlier from his pocket: "If you can figure out the secrets of this altar today, this Heavenly Creation Dew is yours..."

...(End of this chapter)