The little one’s chest burned with a heat as intense as a furnace, and his entire torso became translucent. One could see drops of vital blood forming, as if enveloping a deity about to be reborn.
“Aw!”
The little one cried out in pain; his chest itched and hurt intensely, as though it were tearing apart.
In the distance, everyone sighed. It was a pity for this youth, a natural talent destined to die here. There was no need to think much; he must have encountered a calamity and was to be suppressed by divine decree.
The Rain Clan members sneered, saying that no matter how talented he was, he was destined to die. Without having had a chance to grow, how could he oppose the will of the gods?
“It hurts so much! Aw!” The kid cried out loudly.
The dazzling light made it impossible for anyone to see what was happening. People speculated according to logic that the Rain God’s decree had released its final divine power, intending to obliterate him.
In this place, gods could reach the ultimate realm, transcending all beings. Although they were also to be suppressed, they were to surpass all talents and heroes.
“What a pity, otherwise, this would have definitely been a genius. Apart from using divine decrees, there was no other way to kill him. He was destined to die young.”
Apart from the major sects, many unrelated individuals, who had no enmity with him, sympathized with his fate.
A talent like this falling in such a way was truly a great loss. Otherwise, he was destined to shine brightly in the future and become a supreme figure, not inferior to pure-blooded beings.
“Self-inflicted foolishness. How could a mere ant like you challenge a god high above?” An elder from the Rain Clan sneered.
At this point, the Rain Clan members finally breathed a sigh of relief. Unless something unexpected happened, the kid was doomed to die, to be suppressed into a mass of filthy blood, with even his true body perishing.
This was the way of the divine path, capable of completely erasing his spiritual will. There was no escape, and his true body would become a living corpse.
“Haha.”
Someone laughed heartily, looking pleased. With the kid’s death, this great chaos was destined to settle down, and there was no need to worry about him challenging the world anymore.
These people included the Tuoba Clan, as well as the four great families of Kun, Li, Yuan, and Meng, all of which had ancient legacies and held a deep grudge against the kid.
The little one’s body appeared transparent, especially his chest, which resembled jade. The blood’s flow was clearly visible, and there was a glowing orb there, as if enveloping a deity. It was dazzling and radiant, bathed in divine flames, seeking rebirth.
It was a bone, still in the process of forming. Nourished by the vital blood, it was developing a transparent bone structure. It was very bright, as if a small part of it was about to be reborn.
A terrifying aura circulated, fortunately being drowned out by the divine decree’s radiance. People couldn’t see or discern it, assuming it was the “pa” character releasing divine might.
The little one’s chest was surrounded by symbols, as if constructing a divine altar, igniting divine flames, as if about to consecrate a deity. The vital blood’s life force there was so strong that it continuously nourished the glowing orb.
The “pa” character dimmed as it was struck by the small tower and then slashed by the broken sword. It had become unstable and was now hard to escape from its calamity.
The little one’s chest emitted light, like threads entwining the “pa” character, absorbing its divine essence, constantly nourishing the blood and bone in his chest.
“It probably still won’t develop,” he thought, feeling a bit of regret as the intense pain eased.
After all, it was only a fragment of the decree, not a complete one, lacking its root. Hence, the divine essence was insufficient to help the glowing orb transform.
“I hope the Rain Clan brings the remaining decree,” the little one thought, severely injured and his body torn apart, but his large eyes still glinting with a desire for similar sacred items.
With a “pop,” it was unclear how much time had passed, but the “pa” character shattered and disappeared, and the light in the little one’s chest also retracted.
As he had anticipated, the bone did not fully form or manifest. Although he was disappointed, he was also pleased from another perspective, indicating that the Supreme Bone was indeed formidable. This fragment of the decree’s divine essence was insufficient to nourish its rebirth.
The broken sword, like a small sun, had been influenced by the mysterious fluctuations from the little one’s chest. It had just begun to revive with brilliant light but was now slowly fading back to its original state.
The area returned to calm. The “pa” character on the Rain God’s decree had vanished, leaving only the paper, which had been cut into two halves. Although it still had divine light, it was much dimmer than before.
The two halves of the symbol paper hovered in the air, motionless.
The kid directly grabbed one half, tested it carefully, and found no danger. After the “pa” character disappeared, the earth-colored paper lost its divine will and no longer attacked him.
“What? He actually survived? The divine decree couldn’t suppress him?”
The heroes were astonished, unable to believe their eyes. This result was beyond everyone’s expectations. They all thought he was bound to die, but to their surprise, he was still alive and kicking.
The Rain Clan members were devastated. They couldn’t accept the result; the brutal child had not died, and the “pa” character had vanished, making them so furious they felt like vomiting blood.
The Tuoba Clan and the four great families were also dumbfounded. They had clearly heard his heart-wrenching screams and thought he was finished. Just moments ago, they had been sneering, but now it felt like they had been slapped in the face, their faces burning.
The little one, nonchalantly, grabbed the half of the decree and shoved it into his mouth, crunching away. His actions were so wild, as if he were eating a carrot.
“You—”
The faces of the Rain Clan members turned green instantly. That was the Rain God’s decree, and he was gnawing on it so roughly.
“Ah, ptooey!”
Several high-ranking elders from the Rain Clan were so enraged they spat blood. Eating the decree of their divine ancestors was sacrilegious. How would the world view them?
“Did he really eat it?”
In the distance, the heroes were also stunned, as if they had seen a ghost. They had just heard him shouting and demanding to eat it, and they thought it was just a bluff, that he was merely acting up.
To their shock, he had truly chewed it. They didn’t know what the paper was made of, but it seemed like beast hide paper or silk. It was incredibly crispy, and the sound of crunching could be heard from a distance.
That brutal child, with his little teeth shining, kept crunching away, thoroughly enjoying his meal.
The Rain Clan members were so furious they felt dizzy. It was like being brutally slapped in the face. How could they endure this?
“Crunch, crunch.”
The kid kept chewing, making loud noises. He wrinkled his little nose and mumbled, “It tastes really bad.”
Everyone was on the verge of collapse. Was he actually tasting it? This kid was too savage, even chewing up the divine decree and swallowing it with gusto. Didn’t he fear being struck by lightning?
“You really deserve to die!”
The Rain Clan members were frenzied. This was a disgrace, chewing up the most sacred item left by their ancestors. It was as if a cow was chewing on peonies, too hateful.
“The shameless little rascal.” From afar, a young girl in purple, seeing this scene, didn’t know how to comment and finally cursed him with those words.
Fire Spirit was dumbfounded, exclaiming, “This guy is so bad. Is he a reincarnation of a glutton? How can he eat anything and everything, daring to eat everything?”
The heroes were all feeling dizzy.
In the Pure Land, the Rain Clan members were furious, their faces red with embarrassment. They felt dizzy and wanted to rush up and kill him but were afraid of dying themselves; the opponent was too strong.
“The heavens are unjust!” they cried out in anger.
However, in the sky, something flickered. It seemed like the heavens had heard their cries. A light orb descended and appeared beside the little one.
At the same time, a stone tablet floated up, covered with glistening characters and glowing with a radiant light. This was the Record Monument of the Void God Realm.
The Rain Clan members were stunned. Was this meant to drive them to madness? It was utterly unjust; the little brat had set a new record again.
The heroes were also astonished. This guy was about to set another record. However, after a moment of thought, they were somewhat resigned. The recent intense battle was certainly worthy of being recorded.
The little one looked suspiciously at the light sphere. With a pop, the light screen broke, and two bronze pieces appeared in his hands. His eyes widened with joy.
He jumped and cheered, almost flipping over. It turned out to be ancient divine scriptures, and there were two fragments appearing at once.
"Great! At this rate, I'll soon obtain a supreme treasure technique," the little brat was ecstatic, completely ignoring the grim expressions of the Rain Clan members.
The stone tablet displayed a line of text, stating that he had defeated the divine will and displayed great courage, thus setting a new record.
The Tuoba Clan, the Four Great Families, and others all looked grim. This kid was exceedingly formidable, having defeated the divine will and obtained such a heaven-defying item.
If people had doubts before, not being particularly envious, they now had to take it seriously. In such a short time, he had already obtained three fragments of the bronze scriptures.
The little one frowned and ate half of the paper, crunching it. He couldn’t discern much from the taste. He then grabbed the other half, saying, "Even though it's not tasty, it contains powerful divine essence and must be eaten."
"This half tastes like chicken," he said after chewing it.
"Too much!" The Rain Clan members could no longer hold back.
During this process, the little one had been using the talismans to heal his wounds. He had nearly been killed by the divine will, and his body was nearly in tatters.
"Afraid of you? I almost got killed earlier and have been eager to make a move," the little brat was determined. Though severely injured, he was secretly recovering.
"Don’t give him a chance; take him down while he's heavily injured!" A member of the Rain Clan shouted loudly. They didn’t leave the holy land but activated the grand formation to crush him.
The little one raised his head and drank a large mouthful of ancient blood, charging forward swiftly. Holding the broken sword, he attacked, having already fought against divine will; what could be more frightening?
"Fall back quickly; we’ll engage him. Not everyone needs to stay behind." An elder whispered. The grand formation didn’t need so many people, and it was better to evacuate some in advance to avoid accidents.
"You can't escape; whoever tries to flee, I'll chase and kill them!" The little brat roared ferociously.
The battle commenced. The little one launched a full-scale attack, breaching the holy land and battling the endless talismanic array. The area erupted with dragon roars and tiger howls, various divine lights flashing.
This holy land seemed to have buried countless treasure bones, which unleashed their power at this moment. The central divine formation released a hint of chaotic energy, creating an extreme terror.
The little one cried out in pain when a piece of flesh was sliced off unexpectedly, and he quickly retreated.
"Boom!"
The broken sword erupted with power, opening the Nine Holes Heaven. The little one surged through the holy land like a burning flame, fighting the talismans.
Finally, the sounds of screams emerged. He broke through several layers of the formation and began a massacre. In an instant, seven or eight bloodied heads flew into the air, crossing the void, dying unfulfilled.
At this point, the little brat seemed like a demon, attacking ruthlessly. He remembered his deceased senior brothers and sisters, fueling his rage.
"Boom!"
The little one raised his sword and cut through another layer of the formation. He killed over twenty people immediately, their blood spraying high into the air.
"Despicable, destroying our holy land like this. Don't let us find out where your clan is. Otherwise, we will wipe out your entire clan, leaving no one alive."
An elder growled, deeply angry. The Rain Clan had never suffered such hardship. After today, they would face a long period of criticism. This massive defeat was a disgrace, and they would struggle to lift their heads.
The little one showed no mercy, continuing his rampage. His terrifying Kunpeng wings flared, and golden light surged. With a thunderous boom, several dozen people were blown apart, their remains scattered.
He swept forward, and seeing an elder of high status nearby, he charged fiercely, invoking the Sphinx Treasure Technique. Endless lightning struck, collapsing mountains and destroying buildings, turning dozens of people to charcoal.
Only the elder remained, convulsing from the electric glow, his body blackened and unable to move. The little one’s eyes flashed with cold light as he raised his hand and shot a crimson magic needle into the elder’s forehead with a thud.
"Ah!"
A mournful scream echoed as the elder melted away, dissipating into the heavens.
"Annihilation Needle!" The crowd gasped.
The Rain Clan members were heartbroken and screamed, but it changed nothing. The highly esteemed elder was dead, and his true body would also become a corpse.
The little one’s expression was blank as he continued forward. The Sky-Patching Pavilion was destroyed, and the faces of his deceased brothers and sisters seemed vivid in his mind, making him ruthless and his gaze cold.
"Kill!"
He broke through eleven major formations in a row, severing countless heads, leaving a trail of corpses behind him. The little brat went berserk.
"You are too arrogant; one day, our clan will kill you," the Rain Clan members roared.
"Boom!"
The little one howled, spreading his Kunpeng wings and diving forward. This time, seventy to eighty people were all blown apart, crushed by the immense power of the treasure technique.
"This child has defied the heavens, restoring the Kunpeng Treasure Technique to such a level. It's rare. In the future, he might really uncover the full mystery of this supreme divine power."
Some heroes whispered among themselves.
The Tuoba Clan and the Xiling Beast Mountain’s ancient beings, witnessing this, changed color. The Rain Clan’s calamity seemed to foreshadow misfortune. Would they also be targeted?
"Kill!"
The Rain Clan members went mad, fighting desperately.
At this moment, an elder with a cold gaze and a chilling smile said, "Trying to outdo me in ruthlessness?"
With a loud bang, the holy land suddenly exploded. Near the center, a forbidden formation shattered, causing a divine light to shoot into the sky. Not only was the little one injured, but many Rain Clan members also exploded directly, turning into blood mist without even a groan.
"How ruthless!"
The heroes trembled, their hearts shaking. At least a hundred skilled members of the Rain Clan fell. Such a sudden attack blew them apart, and even in reality, their true bodies would suffer severe damage, leaving terrible aftereffects requiring months or even years to recover.
"Is he dead? If not, use the Soul Suppression Tower to ensure both his true and false bodies are killed," the elder roared savagely.
They also brought a magical weapon capable of killing souls, ensuring the true body would fall as well.
The little one was indeed severely injured, with his body nearly split open and covered in bloodstains like a spiderweb. Despite his formidable strength, his physical body was critically damaged, showing how terrifying the forbidden formation's explosion was.
He gritted his teeth, reflecting seriously. He had been too careless, thinking that defeating the divine will would make the Rain Clan’s holy land vulnerable, nearly resulting in his death.
Indeed, his injuries were grave, his body almost severed.
"Very well, if he’s not dead, use the Soul Suppression Tower to ensure his true death," the elder said coldly.
In the distance, the crowd was stunned. They hadn’t expected the situation to turn around so abruptly. They had thought the Rain Clan’s holy land would be destroyed, but instead, the little brat was attacked and seriously injured, possibly facing death.
"Careless, but if you want to kill me, that’s impossible," the little one said fearlessly, with all his vital energy burning as he began to heal his injuries, unleashing all his potential.
"Eh, what’s that?"
"Heavens, what’s happening? Is this a miracle?"
Everyone who witnessed the scene was astonished. Despite the numerous cracks appearing on the little one’s body, it seemed as though a vast life force was surging.
A blurry volcano emerged, as if penetrating the entire vast universe, rumbling as it descended from the void.
Even the little one himself was stunned. His body was undergoing a strange transformation. Was this the Tenth Hole Heaven?
"I’m breaking through on my own; I don’t need others' assistance," the little one said with resolute eyes, clenching his fists.
"This is a myth; someone is actually about to open the Tenth Hole Heaven!"
People gasped in amazement; it was like a myth.
"Quick, stop him! We cannot let him open it!" an elder from the Rain Clan roared.
Next, write the third chapter. In fact, the combined word count of the first two chapters is roughly equivalent to three chapters. Learn from the little brat, roar for the monthly vote, and continue to work hard.
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