43: The terrifying power of the devil's wings! The Nine Supreme Secrets - Juntian Technique!

"What?!"

Ning Wushuang's pupils contracted sharply, and his mouth fell open.

He had never seen such a vast Spirit Sea, a terrifying expanse of nearly one hundred thousand feet.

It was like a golden sky curtain, covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

The circulating spiritual power was ancient and heavy, each wisp seemingly representing a mountain.

How powerful was his attack?

Even a Prodigy at the fifth level of the Tongqiao Realm would find it difficult to resist.

They would turn into dust in an instant.

Yet, Qin Han easily shattered it with only the power of his Physical Body.

At this moment, Ning Wushuang for the first time questioned his own strength.

"A one hundred thousand foot Spirit Sea? Oh my goodness!" A Personal Disciple was so scared he almost suffocated.

"Is it the legendary Extreme Boundary? Qin Han is actually this Heaven-Defying!"

"No, it hasn't reached the Extreme Boundary yet, but it's infinitely close!"

"This is a hundred times more terrifying than an anomaly. Without exceptional talent and Opportunity, one cannot touch this kind of Domain."

"No wonder the lingxiao bell rang twelve times..."

Everyone stared in astonishment at the golden Divine Sea beneath the sky, their pupils trembling.

Lingxiao Sacred Master Yue Pokong was even more excited, his body trembling, almost shedding tears.

"Heaven protects the Human Race!!!"

All the Elders present were greatly shocked.

They never thought they would see the legendary Extreme Boundary in their lifetime!

"Han'er actually..." Han Qianshan's eyes were filled with disbelief, unable to complete his sentence.

At this moment, Qin Han's figure no longer seemed thin in his eyes.

No longer solitary.

Instead, he possessed the supreme power of the young True Martial Great Emperor!

Standing there, he was a world unto himself.

Like a God King!

"It's your turn to take a move," Qin Han said slowly, slightly raising his eyelids.

Suddenly, Ning Wushuang felt a pang of fear in his heart.

He saw a pair of ten-foot-long pitch-black wings suddenly unfurl behind Qin Han.

The wings were ink-black, as if condensed from the purest dark essence, devouring all light.

The edges of the wings burned with pitch-black flames, like Hell's ghost fire.

Rumble!

A single flap of the Demon Wings produced a deafening sound, as if the Dominator of Hell was calling.

"What the Hell is this again?" Ning Wushuang cried out in alarm.

"Something that will take your life."

Accompanied by a burst of sonic booms, Qin Han suddenly vanished from his original spot.

He seemed to represent the ultimate speed of the Human world, imperceptible to the naked eye.

Before Ning Wushuang could react, a black shadow appeared beside him.

Gorgeous, dazzling black wings entered his vision.

At this moment, Ning Wushuang felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

"Get lost!"

The light fell, and the green lotus exhaled a glorious glow.

The anomaly suddenly pressed down towards the black shadow.

"Too slow," a demonic whisper sounded in his ear.

Ning Wushuang immediately felt a bad premonition. He saw hundreds of green lotuses torn into countless fragments as the black light streaked through them.

"Pfft!"

Blood splattered in the air. Ning Wushuang felt a heavy blow, and a bloody hole suddenly appeared in his chest.

The breath of Hell devoured his flesh and blood, making him feel incredibly terrified.

Boom!

A young man holding an ink-jade, blood-stained long halberd suddenly appeared before him.

The Demon Wings slowly flapped, stirring up a chilling ghost fire.

Facing Qin Han's judgmental gaze, Ning Wushuang suddenly felt an insurmountable sense of powerlessness.

His self-proclaimed proud anomaly was so easily shattered.

His belief and invincible spirit wavered at this moment.

"I lost," Ning Wushuang's face darkened, and he knelt on the ground.

"You're a pretty good whetstone. Welcome to spar with me again next time," Qin Han said.

Ning Wushuang's body trembled, and he said nothing.

Lingxiao Sacred Master Yue Pokong approached and said, "There are always people stronger than you, and there's always a higher heaven. You should have realized this earlier."

"Thank you, Saint Revered Master, for your teachings." Ning Wushuang's eyes were dull, and he didn't hear a word.

He only felt an endless sense of frustration now.

The Disciples witnessed this spectacular battle, and all were filled with emotion.

"Absolute power crushing. It seems the title of the number one person in Lingxiao Holy Land now has a rightful owner."

"The Saint is too tragic. He originally wanted to establish his prestige, but he ended up kicking an iron plate."

"Instead, he became Qin Han's whetstone, and all his efforts served as a wedding dress for someone else."

"He was born in the wrong era. If he had been born a hundred years earlier, perhaps he would have had the chance to look down on the world."

Qin Han's strength refreshed people's understanding.

For the first time, they realized that the Spirit Sea Realm could be this powerful.

At this moment, they couldn't help but anticipate what kind of peerless demeanor Qin Han would display when he reached the Extreme Boundary.

Some were happy, some were sad.

Ling Qiuyue took everything in.

She never thought she would feel such a distant gap between herself and Qin Han.

As if one was the bright moon in the sky.

And she was just a firefly on the ground.

Once upon a time, she even compared Qin Han to dust.

Now, he rose powerfully, proving his talent with absolute strength.

She regretted it deeply now.

She regretted why she had said such harsh words.

Why she had done such hurtful things.

"An Extreme Boundary Prodigy, how many years has it been since we last saw one?" Fifth Elder Lu Qingxuan's beautiful eyes sparkled with brilliant light.

Ye Chen, beside her, remained silent, his face as dark as water.

"He defeated you?" Lu Qingxuan suddenly asked.

"Yes..." Ye Chen nodded.

"Such outstanding talent, why didn't I discover it back then?" Lu Qingxuan looked at Qin Han with burning eyes.

This sentence, when it reached Ye Chen's ears, had another meaning.

It was tantamount to disdaining him for not being talented enough.

Regretting taking him as a Disciple.

At this moment, a sense of regret and jealousy arose in Ye Chen's heart.

His beautiful Revered Master actually admired another's Disciple so much, making him feel a huge sense of disparity.

"Heal well. Don't provoke him again next time," Lu Qingxuan said coldly.

"Yes..." Ye Chen nodded again.

Previously, Lu Qingxuan's attitude towards him had been extremely warm.

She couldn't wait to give him the best treasures.

Now, she was completely out of character, becoming so cold.

Ye Chen suddenly felt abandoned.

He looked at her graceful and full figure, and a sinister and greedy glint appeared in his eyes.

The Calamity Saint Body gave him great ambition, and an uncontrollable evil thought arose spontaneously.

"Revered Master, you said Fifth Elder has the Profound Yin Physique, right?" Ye Chen asked.

"That's right. This special Physique is quite rare, and its primordial Yin is greatly nourishing," the old man in the ring replied.

"What if I take it for myself?" Ye Chen asked again.

"Your depleted potential and Qi and blood will be fully restored. Not only that, your Realm can advance a step further!"

"Is that so?"

Ye Chen's lips curled into a sinister smile.

Afterward, Qin Han naturally received warm greetings and congratulations from many Elders.

Their attitudes underwent a one hundred eighty degree change, their ability to change faces was astonishing.

Han Qianshan couldn't help but mock them, but they didn't care at all, their thick skin was rarely seen in the world.

After that, the Saint Revered Master then instructed him on matters to pay attention to during the Sect Grand Competition.

This matter then came to an end.

Qin Han returned to his courtyard, rested for a while, and then opened the lottery System.

"Use a lottery chance."

[Consuming lottery chance * 1, lottery starting...]

A moment later, a colorful orb fell.

[Ding! Congratulations, Host, for drawing the Supreme Nine Secrets - Jun Tian Art!]