68: Want to die, I'll make it happen for you

Chu Tian's self-muttering was very low, but the surrounding Sect Disciples, whose hearing was not weak, heard Chu Tian's words, and their barely maintained mentality almost collapsed on the spot.

Refining Spirit first level, he wants to challenge the limit set by the Hengtian Board.

Then what are they, who have reached the tenth level of Refining Spirit, who can only kill a few, dozens, or even less than a hundred Phantom Dream Fiends, considered?

Trash?

"Little Tian, come let your sister kiss you twice."

Accompanied by a fragrant breeze, Chu Yunshang's silver bell-like triumphant laughter rang out.

"Smack, smack..."

"Reward my most excellent little brother."

Chu Yunshang hugged Chu Tian and kissed him twice, then slightly raised her chin, arrogantly scanned the crowd, and walked out of the Refining Spirit Hall with Chu Tian's shoulder around her, seemingly declaring to everyone that this was her biological brother.

"Chu Tian, I don't believe you're that strong." Suddenly, a hoarse, low voice sounded.

Buzz!

A dazzling purple light, a purple phantom flashed, suddenly rushing towards Chu Tian.

"Let me try if you are really that strong."

Lin Jie, like a white tiger pouncing, soared into the air, his eyes flashing with fierce light.

He didn't believe that Chu Tian, at the first level of Spirit Refining, could be ten times stronger than him, and wanted to personally unveil Chu Tian's hypocritical mask.

Mighty spiritual power raged and surged, purple light flashed, transforming into a purple white tiger battle armor that enveloped his entire body. He punched towards Chu Tian's cheek, and a white tiger roared behind him, its roar shaking the heavens.

The terrifying murderous aura made everyone shiver, and the surrounding Disciples retreated one after another.

"It's the Cihang Holy Sect's White Tiger Holy Killing Art, the most top-tier offensive method." A Disciple said in shock, "With the White Tiger manifesting, Lin Jie has probably Cultivated it to a near Major Achievement state."

Roar!

Suddenly, a clear Dragon roar echoed, piercing the sky, deafening.

A cold light flashed in Chu Tian's eyes, his blood Qi erupted, a spiritual tsunami erupted in the Chaos in his mind, and he punched out, accompanied by a heaven-shaking Dragon roar.

A winding True Dragon appeared, its scales shining with golden light, its Dragon eyes containing coldness, and its Dragon claws gleaming with cold sharpness, noble and powerful.

Dragon roar and tiger roar, fists collided!

In an instant, a terrifying hurricane suddenly swept through, its aftermath reverberating for hundreds of meters, sending the Disciples who couldn't leave in time flying.

The collision of fists didn't seem like two small figures colliding, but rather like two mountain peaks crashing into each other. The dull collision sound was like muffled thunder, capable of bursting eardrums.

Many Spirit Refining Disciples were even seriously injured by the aftermath, spitting out large mouthfuls of blood, their bodies cracking, and their spirits severely damaged.

The powerful Disciples looked on in horror, and one after another, they acted to isolate the aftermath of the two's collision.

Chu Yunshang, with lingering fear, flashed away, not interfering in her younger brother's battle.

Suddenly, there was a crack around Lin Jie's body, and his purple white tiger battle armor began to shatter. His face was pale, and he retreated repeatedly.

However, he was indeed much stronger than Ye Wen. As the number one on the Refining Spirit Ranking, a Prodigy who had killed over four thousand Phantom Dream Fiends, although he was at a disadvantage in the first strike, he was not instantly killed by Chu Tian.

Boom!

Chu Tian's eyes were cold, and he punched out, unleashing the Prison Suppressing Dragon Emperor Art. His blood Qi and Spirit condensed into three True Dragons, fighting around Lin Jie.

Immediately, a rich Dao essence surged out, condensing into Dao runes, forming a purple large hand that slammed down, directly causing Lin Jie, who was surrounded by the True Dragons, to vomit blood, and the white tiger behind him let out a mournful cry.

Three True Dragon divine lights soared into the sky, fighting around Lin Jie, their sharp Dragon claws leaving deep, bone-visible wounds on his body.

The fierce aura in Lin Jie's eyes had vanished, the white tiger condensed behind him kept wailing, and his purple white tiger battle armor had long since shattered, leaving him with only the power to parry.

"The Prison Suppressing Dragon Emperor Art from the Supreme Emperor Scripture, and another profound secret art I don't recognize." A knowledgeable Disciple said in awe, "The Little Holy Son has at least comprehended it to the middle, or even high stage. Coupled with 100% Spirit condensation, he has even unleashed the secret art with Major Achievement-like power, and combined with blood Qi, he has directly condensed three materialized Prison Suppressing True Dragons."

At this moment, a Prodigy on the Combining Body Ranking said solemnly, "Don't forget, the Little Holy Son's Physical Body strength had already reached 2.5 million jin in the Forging Bone Realm. With the Spirit enhancement, the power he is exerting now is nearly 15 million jin. Coupled with the Prison Suppressing Dragon Emperor Art, he almost blew up Lin Jie, who is second on the Refining Spirit Ranking, with one punch."

"With multiple factors superimposed, the Little Holy Son's combat power in the Spirit Refining Realm is already close to invincible."

"A mighty and invincible Physical Body, 100% condensed Spirit, comprehending two secret arts to a high level. Heavens, can anyone tell me if the Little Holy Son is really only eight years old?" A man slapped his forehead heavily, feeling powerless.

Are you still human?

We're all born and raised by our parents, so why are you so abnormal?

Hui Mei watched with a dry mouth. He felt that if he were to go on stage, he would definitely not be able to withstand a single move from Big Brother and would be beaten to death.

Moreover, his proudest comprehension of Divine Ability, the Phantom Roaming Dragon Art, which he had comprehended to a high level, had also been caught up by Big Brother, and even surpassed.

"He's a monster!" Hui Mei said powerlessly. In the past, others used to complain about him like this, and he never thought that he would have a day when he would complain about others like this.

Hui Mei looked at Holy Maiden Hui Lian and said, "Cousin, why don't you stop competing with Big Brother, this monster? You're second on the Earth Ranking, and I should have no problem reaching third on the Earth Ranking in the future, and we won't be worse than the Saint Heaven Sect."

Upon hearing this, Holy Maiden Hui Lian's face became even colder. Cold blue light flickered in her eyes, and a layer of ice formed on her face, making her almost turn into an ice sculpture on the spot, staring at Chu Tian without blinking.

But at this moment, almost in the blink of an eye, Lin Jie, who had fallen into an absolute disadvantage and was on the verge of death, gritted his teeth and roared, "Chu Tian, even if you are stronger than me, it's definitely limited. How could you surpass me by more than ten times and kill over seventy thousand Phantom Dream Fiends?"

"You must have cheated on the Hengtian Board."

"You are shameless, resorting to any means to rush the Earth Ranking..."

Chu Tian's eyes were indifferent. He coldly glanced at Lin Jie, and a vertical eye suddenly opened between his eyebrows, a rich purple light covering his entire body.

Since he wants to die so badly, then he can only fulfill his wish.

Boom!

In an instant, his spiritual power around his body increased tenfold, enveloping his entire body.

Terrifying blood Qi soared into the sky, condensing with the mighty and materialized Spirit, transforming into a winding True Dragon spanning a thousand meters across the sky above the Eternal Heaven Hall. Its enormous Dragon eyes were as dazzling as stars, and as its Dragon whiskers swayed, the sky trembled.

Chu Tian took a step forward, Spirit shifting, instantly appearing in front of Lin Jie, and punched out.

Roar!

The True Dragon roared.

The offensive power of the Prison Suppressing Dragon Emperor Art, combined with the tenfold Spirit superposition, Chu Tian's original 2.5 million jin of strength instantly erupted to over 50 million jin.

A full twenty-fold increase.

With one punch, the Void Realm trembled, and the sky seemed to shiver.

Fifty million jin of strength, like a giant mountain of ten thousand zhang crashing down from the sky, capable of crushing everything.

Lin Jie's pupils contracted violently, terrified to the extreme. He opened his mouth, letting out a silent scream.

Because his voice was directly eroded by the terrifying power.

PS: Still can't get back into the state, it's painful! Reader masters, give me another chance, I'll start with four updates tomorrow, I'll go all out.