Chapter 206: Invincible

This was not a few individuals but a group of experts from several major sects, forming an unspoken alliance. They attacked simultaneously but were quickly left in disarray.

Little Dot spared no effort, moving with lightning speed and ferocity. He struck decisively, and blood splattered as he cleanly slaughtered his opponents.

With every flap of his Kunpeng wings, several people exploded, shattered by the powerful talismanic shockwaves. His entire body crackled with electrical energy, sweeping through all directions. Many turned to charcoal and then fell to the ground.

"You can't be allowed to flaunt your might. Form a formation!" shouted the people of the Rain Clan, unable to tolerate his indiscriminate slaughter. Just a moment ago, they had already lost twenty or thirty people.

Dozens of beast bones appeared, emitting a rosy light like large stars. They rotated and arranged in the air, then concealed themselves in the void, creating a faint radiance that covered the area.

Under normal circumstances, a few powerful primal bones would be enough to set up a formation, but the Rain Clan used more than a dozen, deploying the most complex killing array to deal with Little Dot.

From all directions, gray flood dragons surged, opening their mouths to spew divine light, turning into beams of light rain that poured down.

The sizzling sounds were continuous, the light rain like electric arcs and divine arrows, covering the sky and the earth with a terrifying spectacle.

Each of the dozen talismanic bones represented an ancient relic species, all dragon bones. Combined, they were extraordinarily powerful, achieving an overwhelming suppression.

Everyone was astonished; this should be considered a sect's ultimate formation. When these beast bones were unified and forged into a large formation, even a legendary pure-blood beast would likely be suppressed.

The area was filled with wind and thunder, gray flood dragons soaring, mist swirling, and dozens of dragons pressing down together to form a dragon formation that trapped the world.

Everyone was shocked. Such killing power, who could withstand the strength of these relic species? This was a method capable of suppressing beings at the extreme realms.

Little Dot indeed felt the pressure. Even his body was in pain, with dozens of fierce dragons pressing down on him and the light rain pouring, hitting his flesh.

"Boom!"

The young troublemaker erupted. He had truly broken through to the extreme realm, in this initial stage of suppressed combat power, showing a divine presence in the Blood Transformation realm, unmatched.

His body shook violently. Talismans exploded, breaking the several dragons that had coiled around him, relying on his unparalleled physical strength to kill these relic species with bare hands.

In an instant, blood sprayed as one dragon after another was severed. Little Dot, like a god or demon, slaughtered within the formation, invincible. As he leaped, every swipe of his hands caused gray dragons to shatter, a sea of blood.

Everyone was astonished. What powerful combat strength! To kill ancient relic species with bare hands. Could he really be a pure-blooded being?

There were many rumors about the young troublemaker, but how many had seen him act personally? Those who entered Hundred Break Mountain should know. But those who sealed him were all killed by him.

Every time Little Dot killed a dragon, a crack appeared on the primal bones. The battle grew more intense, and the Rain Clan's faces turned pale. He was truly terrifying.

"One could compare this to the battle of Yi'er from years ago. If they were the same age, it would have been a fierce dragon-tiger fight. Only by using the power of the heavy eyes could one quickly resolve it."

"Yi'er not only has heavy eyes but also other invincible methods, so there's no need to worry."

At that moment, the important figures of the Rain Clan quickly made comparisons and whispered. Little Dot's strength exceeded their expectations, causing the clan members to feel fearful.

"Boom!"

In the end, Little Dot swung his hands, and a purple lion roared, higher than mountains, charging forward. With electrical flashes, it swallowed all the gray flood dragons.

"Crack!"

The dozen or so talismanic bones immediately shattered, and the powerful treasure was destroyed, vanishing on the spot.

"What?"

Not only did the Rain Clan members shudder, but others also stood in shock. This was too powerful, unmatched.

"Bang!"

Little Dot leaped forward, quickly attacking. The purple lion with golden light, massive like a mountain, charged ahead, knocking down the Rain Clan members below.

"Ah!"

"No!"

These people screamed in agony. Once the lion's treasure technique was unleashed, it was unbeatable. The technique had undergone transformation and was no longer comparable to the past. Under the guidance of the Thunder Ancestor Muyan, Little Dot's technique had become a great killing art.

Charred bodies appeared on the ground, and anyone hit was directly killed.

In the Rain Clan’s residence in the Ancient Kingdom, dozens of people screamed in agony, coughing up blood, with some even having their foreheads split open and continuously bleeding, suffering from severe mental trauma.

The Rain Clan’s residence trembled. At the same moment, the clan’s experts encountered mishaps, causing widespread panic. This was the result of the Virtual God Realm being attacked, which might lead to aftereffects.

In the initial stage, Little Dot’s bloodshed was relentless. He eventually killed all the Rain Clan members, leaving only one, Rain Feng, whom Little Dot grabbed and then cut in half alive.

This time, it wasn’t just tearing off an arm but splitting him in two. The blood was very red, splattering high, and combined with the child's innocent face, it was heart-stopping.

Was this the price of attacking the Sky Repair Pavilion? If this child were allowed to grow up, with his talents, he might indeed recreate a world-shaking sect in that ruined land.

This was the thought of many. Their hearts trembled. Was it true that he could rival pure-blooded beings?

"Kill!"

Someone shouted, and a crimson divine needle flew out, dazzling with rosy light.

"What, Soul Extinguishing Needle?"

Many people exclaimed, their faces changing color. This was indeed fierce. Anyone knowledgeable would be terrified, for this needle had a significant background.

Little Dot dodged swiftly, not confronting it head-on but evading it. A crimson light danced, like a scorpion's tail needle from hell, the red a bit frightening.

"The Soul Extinguishing Needle is a magic weapon forged in the Virtual God Realm. If hit, not only will it destroy you here, but your consciousness will also shatter in the real world, and your true self will die," whispered Bird Ancestor.

Many people entered the Virtual God Realm to temper their spirits, as it was almost as effective as the real world.

The Virtual God Realm has many caves and blessed lands, controlled by major clans and ancient kingdoms. These places are rich in resources and treasures, very suitable for cultivation.

In these blessed lands, relic species born from this world's talismans exist. The various sects brought several jars of precious blood obtained from this realm.

The Tuoba Clan's Fourth Son’s Li Huo Divine Silkworm was also captured in this manner, coming from these blessed lands, but tamed by the clan's ancestors, some talismans were refined within it.

The Soul Extinguishing Needle is notorious in this realm, rumored to be forged from materials unique to this realm and contains some power of order. Therefore, it is extremely terrifying. Being hit by it means certain death, and even the true self in reality cannot escape.

However, such materials are exceedingly rare, and there have been no reports of many finding them over the years. They are from past accumulations and are nearly invisible now.

It can kill virtual bodies and cause the true self to perish, hence its reputation as a magic weapon.

"The Tuoba Clan is truly an ancient family, able to produce even such things," someone said in awe, involuntarily retreating.

Little Dot dodged, not recklessly confronting it. He was observing carefully.

The crimson light flashed, and the divine needle flew again, with a frightening whistling sound. Indestructible, Little Dot hurled a massive stone weighing a hundred thousand pounds at it, which was immediately pierced through by the divine needle.

"Impressive."

He was genuinely shocked. This was indeed a magic weapon. If he wasn't careful, he could face severe consequences, even endanger his life.

"Tuoba Clan, thank you for the gift. I will repay you in the future," Little Dot said with a shout.

He moved his hands, and purple lightning danced, forming a cauldron of ancient appearance. This was a creation through lightning, astonishing everyone present.

This method was too shocking.

Lightning represented destruction, and only those who glimpsed a thread of vitality could create things in the path of lightning. Although he hadn't yet reached that level, it was already impressive.

Little Dot moved his hands, forming a cauldron from lightning. The cauldron gathered the nine heavens' lightning and then shook violently, drawing in the numerous red Soul Extinguishing Needles.

With a humming sound, a divine ring appeared behind his head, emitting purple aura. Little Dot sat cross-legged, facing the purple cauldron, and began to refine it.

"Want to reclaim the needles? Dream on."

The Tuoba Clan members shouted angrily and attacked together, activating their talismans to try to retrieve the treasure.

Moreover, the other sects were no longer afraid. They quickly attacked, unable to let him sit there unchallenged. This was their chance.

However, the sea was boundless. Behind Little Dot, a huge black fish swung its tail, stirring up endless black waves and immediately sending them flying.

"Quick, get it back!" the crowd yelled.

The Tuoba Clan members were panicked, feeling that they were losing contact with the Soul Extinguishing Needles. The treasure was being seized and rapidly refined by the opponent, about to change hands.

It was too late. Inside the purple lightning-formed cauldron, twelve red divine needles glowed, unmoving.

"Offer!"

Little Dot lightly scolded, his forehead glowing, and talismans fell, wrapping the magic weapon, about to gain control over it.

"Run!"

Many people's faces changed. At this moment, they were filled with extreme fear because the Soul Extinguishing Needle had changed hands, meaning that the young troublemaker could use it to directly kill them, whether in their virtual forms or their true selves.

"There's no need to use it against you," Little Dot said disdainfully as he stood up.

He had already understood the magic weapon's uses. It could kill true selves in the real world, so it was impossible to use it on these people. This was a real weapon of mass destruction, capable of intimidating all the experts in the Virtual God Realm.

Once the needle kills, it dissipates, and the order it contains is erased, making it unusable multiple times. He had long planned not to use it recklessly except against high-ranking sect members; otherwise, it would be too wasteful.

Little Dot soared through the air, blocking the large blue stone, preventing the golden passage from opening. These people wanted to leave the Virtual God Realm and had to pass through this path.

Clearly, the young troublemaker would not give them a chance. He swept through, battling the experts of various sects, blood staining his clothes, with no one able to match him.

"You’ve disappointed me. Just a few killing formations and the Soul Extinguishing Needle weren't enough to satisfy me," Little Dot taunted, covered in the blood of others.

"Boom!"

In the final stages of the battle, the young troublemaker put aside his contempt and fully activated the Kunpeng treasure technique. Black waves swept through the heavens and earth, countering the killing formations.

Several major forces had deployed their sect-level formations, with primal symbols filling the sky, their brilliance blazing, suppressing the area.

Unfortunately, in this initial stage, no matter how exceptional your realm or how astonishing your treasure, and despite the boundless power of the formations, everything was within the range of what the Blood Transformation realm could endure.

The methods of the ancient great sects were indeed terrifying. The forces they used could almost kill pure-blooded beasts, but they still could not handle the young troublemaker.

He had previously hunted ancient beasts like the Qian and Chiling, capable of capturing the young of such beasts, and here he truly had an invincible aura.

In this battle, blood rained down. The experts who appeared from various sects were mostly wiped out, with no survivors. Anyone who took action was killed, and the ground was dyed red.

It was unclear how many experts were watching from the sidelines. Princes and nobles of the Ancient Kingdom, as well as elders of the ancient sects, were all stunned, unable to speak for a long time.

It had only been a short time, and all the experts from the major sects were killed, leaving not a single living person.

In the real world, there were cries of anger from various factions. Many people coughed up blood, suffering severe injuries that would take months to recover from.

In the initial stage, a hazy glow descended from the sky, enveloping an object and landing near Little Dot.

At the same time, a stone tablet appeared, shining with light, with several lines of small text illuminating.

"This created a record."

"Is there any justice? Killing so many powerful beings, becoming a demon god, and still receiving rewards?"

The initial stage was in an uproar, and people were in an uproar.

"What is that object? It looks terrifying. Could it be a heaven-defying treasure?"

The news quickly spread. Among the crowd were disciples of the major sects who had been killed, who had just not acted earlier. Now they sneaked away to return to the real world and report.

"What? After killing all of us, he set a record and received a mysterious object. Pfft!"

In the real world, within the major sects, many people were so enraged they coughed up blood, their injuries worsening. Was there no sense of justice, no stepping stone, no tragedy? It was as if they were being forced to demonstrate it.

"I’m so furious, pfft!" These people coughed up blood repeatedly.

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