"Hey, there are people from the Rain Tribe moving about between those peaks. They've arrived here quickly as well. We should hurry," the second son of the Tuoba ancient family said in a low voice.
In the mountains, the presence of Rain Tribe members was almost on par with theirs, which was not a good sign. Everyone knew that the young boy had a priceless bronze divine book, and everyone wanted to get their hands on it.
Apart from the group of major sects that truly wanted to kill the boy, there were many others coming for the treasure, eager to obtain the divine book, leading to fierce competition.
"Yes, there are also people over there, including some ancient relic species. The situation is not looking good," at this time, the Rain Tribe also noticed the Tuoba ancient family and saw the powerful beings from Xiling Beast Mountain.
A group of people charged forward, their divine weapons shining, carrying them swiftly through the forests, leaving trails of rainbow light, passing through the mountains, glowing brilliantly and dazzling.
The mountains immediately became lively. Several ancient sects revealed themselves, competing to rush deeper into the mountains, all wanting to find the little boy first.
"It looks like the child is within these mountains. Quickly go and notify the sect leader to bring the experts here as soon as possible."
Many cultivators did not approach but turned and left, using treasure techniques to wrap themselves and rush to the end of the earth to report to the top experts in their sects.
At this moment, various rays of light flashed, and treasure lights danced like shooting stars heading into the distance. The mountains were about to be thrown into chaos and no longer remained peaceful.
During this period, the sects began competing. Tuoba ancient family and the Rain Tribe were dominant because part of their main forces had arrived, and their numbers were sufficient. They advanced together and were the first to push into the depths of the primordial mountains.
"Over there!"
Someone with sharp eyes immediately spotted the little boy and showed an excited expression, as this meant a rich treasure. Killing him would get them the bronze divine book.
In their view, the young boy was about to die, like a tiger with no teeth, no longer a threat. Even if they did not kill him, he would die soon enough.
Indeed, in the forest, there were large patches of blood, and the grass was stained red. Clearly, he had lost too much blood and his life was in danger.
The Tuoba family members were exhilarated and quickly spread out to encircle the forest to prevent him from escaping again.
The Rain Tribe's people changed color. They forced their way in from one direction and had to take action. The treasure was right before their eyes; how could they miss out on it?
"You’re still dawdling when death is imminent. It seems the attempt to open the tenth heaven failed, and you are still wallowing in dejection and regret. I enjoy seeing you in such a state," the sixth son of the Tuoba family laughed, his eyes cold as he fixed them on the boy sitting on the stone.
Others also laughed. There was no better outcome than this.
The Rain Tribe members, aside from coldly laughing, were also gritting their teeth. They held a deep grudge because just half a month ago, the young boy had destroyed their sacred land, unleashing a massacre. It caused them great pain.
The little boy was indeed dazed, sitting on a stone, unable to understand why he hadn’t been rewarded. He thought he should have set a record.
During his escape, he had heard some rumors that no one had opened the tenth heaven in the Void God Realm because it was too dangerous. He should have achieved it alone, and the record stone tablet should have shown it.
"Why?" The boy was unhappy, his big eyes filled with "melancholy," always feeling something was off.
Then, he grew indignant, feeling that the Void God Realm, which was supposed to be woven with laws and order, could not fully sense everything, leaving some things missed. He couldn’t help but look up at the sky and shout, "Pay back what you owe! You owe me the divine book. Why haven’t you shown up?"
Everyone was stunned. This guy had gone mad. It seemed he knew he was at the end of the road and was driven to madness. How else could he spout such nonsense, demanding repayment from the Void God Realm?
"Be careful not to let him trick you. This time, we must not let him escape," the Rain Tribe people said coldly, wanting to kill him as soon as possible.
"You’re anxious, but it’s useless. Acting crazy and pitiful only makes you look pathetic. The failure to open the tenth heaven means you are not qualified in this lifetime. End your life in regret," the second son of the Tuoba family sneered.
At this moment, a red divine needle appeared between his fingers, the Soul Extinguishing Needle, meant to annihilate the boy’s soul and body, leaving no chance for survival, ensuring his real body would die.
The boy had been dazed. After venting his frustration, he finally paid attention to them, glancing at everyone with an air of indifference, showing no sign of tension or fear.
Many people were enraged. How dare a dying person act so disdainful? It was as if they were nothing in his eyes.
A group of people was about to charge forward when they clashed with each other. The Tuoba ancient family and the Rain Tribe argued, each wanting to kill the boy and seize the divine book.
"Brothers, we discovered him first. There should be an order of arrival," the sixth son of the Tuoba family said, looking at the Rain Tribe without any hint of compromise.
"He has a deep grudge against our tribe. How can we not take revenge? We must be the ones to kill him," the Rain Tribe people argued, stepping forward.
In an instant, the two sides confronted each other, drawing swords and bows, creating a tense and volatile atmosphere. They believed the boy was completely powerless, a piece of meat ready to be cut up, seemingly reluctant but still fighting over him.
"How about this? After killing him, we’ll discuss privately how to divide the bronze divine book," finally, an elder from the Tuoba family appeared, worried that prolonged delays might lead to unforeseen complications.
There were more than just the two tribes present; other groups were also approaching quickly. In a moment, more people were likely to join in and demand their share of the spoils.
"Alright, let’s kill him first and then discuss how to divide it," the Rain Tribe elder nodded.
A group of experts surrounded the boy, each radiant with divine light and exuding murderous intent. At this moment, they were finally about to deal with the boy, and many were very cold-hearted.
However, the boy at this moment looked at them with even more contempt, angering these hunters who were eager to harvest their prey and full of themselves.
No matter how it was viewed, that gaze was like looking down on a dog, showing no tension or concern, which was incredibly arrogant.
"You know you’re doomed, so you’re letting go? I’ll tell you, even dying is difficult. I want you to understand how terrifying it is to provoke my Rain Tribe," a strong figure shouted.
"How terrifying?" the boy asked.
"More terrifying than death," the figure shouted, pointing at him.
"I hate being pointed at," the boy said, already standing up. He raised his hand, pointed forward, and with a flash of symbols, the Rain Tribe’s strong figure exploded into pieces.
"What?" Everyone was stunned. How did this boy manage to kill a person with just a single point?
"It’s nothing. He’s just at the end of his strength and can’t hold on much longer. Didn’t you see his performance in the previous battle? He’s running out of energy," someone shouted.
"Ah, the downfall of a hero. I didn’t expect even my extraordinary talents would lead to such an end," the boy sighed, his expression seemingly melancholic.
Upon hearing this, everyone’s expressions changed. Even he himself was disheartened and admitted his defeat. What was there to worry about?
"I don’t want to say much. Hand over the bronze divine book, and I’ll give you a quick end. I don’t want to make things too difficult for you," an elder said.
However, not everyone thought that way.
The sixth son of the Tuoba family’s eyes flashed. He looked at the second son and asked, "Second brother, does our bet still count?"
"Naturally, it counts. Whoever kills him first gets the credit. The other person will not share in the merit when we return to the clan," the second son said, starting to step forward.
However, they did not take action themselves. Instead, they ordered their subordinates to strike with lightning speed, aiming to swiftly take the boy’s head.
At the same time, the Rain Tribe members also began their assault. Glowing rays of light and divine techniques swept forward in a wave.
"Life’s many forms have shown you all your disgrace. I’ll send you on your way," at that moment, the boy’s smile vanished. He became incredibly majestic, radiating light all over, with symbols covering his body, his aura reaching an extreme terror that was overwhelming.
Everyone felt a shiver in their souls, almost collapsing to their knees. This was a primal fear, deep within their bones, making them want to bow and worship.
"What’s happening? Is this the supreme divine power?" an elder cried out in horror.
He had heard from the people of Xiling Beast Mountain that once the tenth heaven was opened, a supreme divine power would accompany it, causing people to shiver and their souls to tremble.
Boom!
A domain formed around the boy, covered in golden symbols, as if the divine realm had descended to the mortal world.
Puff!
In an instant, those who charged forward exploded, shattering into pieces. Within the golden symbols, they turned into blood rain and flying ashes, unable to approach.
This kind of power shocked everyone. Each person was trembling with fear, almost unable to believe what they were seeing.
Even the divine techniques that had been attacking were all disintegrated and exploded, with light rain dancing like glittering petals falling, incredibly splendid.
Amidst the blazing divine radiance, a young boy with flowing black hair and bright eyes walked step by step, exuding an indescribable majesty, like a small celestial deity emerging from the divine realm.
"Why is this happening? What is going on?"
People’s lips were trembling, their hair standing on end, their fear reaching its peak. How could they resist such power?
"Quick, stop him! Don’t let him come closer!" In an instant, many people broke down and turned to flee.
However, this was futile. The boy’s surroundings were blazing, with light rain scattering. With just a wave of his hand, the sixth son of the Tuoba family was sent flying backward.
"Ah, how could this be?" The sixth son cried out in terror, his body uncontrollably flying backward.
The boy, like a deity, drew him through the air.
The sixth son of the Tuoba family struggled desperately, but it was futile. In front of the glowing boy, he was as weak as a chick.
Everyone was horrified. The sixth son was incredibly strong, a rare genius, yet he was so weak in comparison to the boy, like a worthless piece of dirt.
It was a difference between dust and a precious gem, a vast chasm.
The boy pulled a red divine needle from the sixth son’s hand, piercing it into his head with lightning speed, decisively and mercilessly ending his life, not bothering with any further words.
With his soul extinguished, his real body also perished.
"Ah, no!" The Tuoba clan members screamed, unable to accept that such an important and talented young man had died in such a humiliating way.
With a swoosh, the boy caught a red divine needle that had been shot at him by the second son of the Tuoba family, who was now controlling a divine weapon and flying into the air.
"Come back!"
The boy commanded, his voice stern. A golden ripple shot out from his mouth, incredibly terrifying, spreading rapidly and causing the divine weapon under the second son’s feet to shatter with a thunderous sound.
People’s minds trembled. What kind of power was this? A mere reprimand shattered a divine weapon.
The boy waved his hand, drawing the second son through the air, and without even a glance, he drove the red divine needle into his forehead, killing him instantly.
"Ah!"
Everyone was filled with dread, screaming in terror, scattering in all directions.
Each person was paralyzed with fear, feeling cold all over. This kind of power was unstoppable, making their souls shiver and forcing them to submit.
"No one can leave," the boy whispered, his voice low but carrying a terrifying authority, as if a celestial deity had issued a decree.
Boom!
Centered on him, symbols erupted, dazzling as a galaxy, brilliant and eye-catching, like countless stars colliding and then exploding.
Golden symbols covered the sky, sweeping through all directions, confining the entire void.
At this moment, a strange sight occurred. Many strong figures were immobilized, as if time had stopped. Everything was frozen. They remained in their original positions, either suspended in the void or standing on the ground.
These people’s eyes were filled with terror, maintaining poses of attempting to escape, looking bizarrely trapped.
Only when the boy gave a soft reprimand was the confinement lifted. However, the golden symbols exploded, and everyone screamed, letting out their final cries of despair.
Boom!
One body after another shattered into pieces, exploding in the golden light rain, turned to ashes, crushed by the divine power of the young supreme from the tenth heaven.
The boy didn’t even glance at them. Shrouded in radiant light, he strode toward the mountains, ready to confront the multitude.
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