Overriding the Heaven

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His speed was too fast; even the friction between his body and the air around him caused brilliant sparks to bloom.    

A moment later, even the cassock on his body was burning, peeling off.    

Because the spirit energy in his body was being suppressed, a dignified master at the third level of the celestial mood stage was unable to even activate his protective True Handle at this moment.    

His skin and flesh seemed to be rubbing against a stone as large amounts of blood seeped out.    

In just a few breaths' time, this Ghost Kill Pavilion cultivator turned into a bloody figure.    

The next moment, Chu Yan's arm swept across and threw the other party to the ground.    

Boom!    

His body flew through the air like a meteorite and then smashed into the lake. It was as if tens of thousands of artillery shells had exploded at the same time.    

Bang bang bang bang bang!    

All the water in the lake was blown up to a hundred zhang in the air, revealing the muddy bottom of the lake.    

The lake water once again poured down from the sky like a torrential downpour.    

At this moment, Chu Yan also landed heavily on the ground and stomped on the chest of the Ghost Kill Pavilion cultivator.    

Bang!    

Another loud sound rang out.    

It was as if a giant had trampled the earth.    

The bottom of the lake suddenly surged with waves.    

The lakeshore repeatedly rushed forward.    

The lake continued to expand until it covered more than a dozen kilometers before coming to a stop.    

The torrential rain came down like a dense rain curtain.    

However, when it reached the area around Chu Yan, it was pushed to the side by an invisible force.    

At this moment, Chu Yan's gaze was indifferent as he looked at the Ghost Kill Pavilion cultivator.    

A master at the third level of the celestial mood stage was an existence that no one dared to underestimate, even in the Heaven's Edge Sect.    

If he had seen them before, as the sect head of a sect, it would be normal for him to see them.    

However, at this moment, this Ghost Kill Pavilion cultivator's entire body was filled with cracks, as if he was a broken piece of porcelain lying in the mud. His eyes were filled with fear and despair as he stared at Chu Yan.    

He already knew what would happen to him.    

He also knew that it was impossible for him to escape.    

Right now, he could only hope that the other party would give him a quick death.    

But at this time, Chu Yan didn't seem to care about him anymore and started talking to himself.    

"Say … Soul Snatcher … "    

"Soul-Seizing?" Hearing these two words, a trace of fear flashed across the Ghost Kill Pavilion cultivator's eyes.    

Although he had already expected this, the other party wouldn't be able to kill him so easily.    

That was because the other party must have wanted to know who it was that had murdered him.    

Even the cultivators of the Ghost Kill Pavilion were prepared to face torture.    

However, when he heard that the other party was going to steal his soul, he couldn't help but tremble.    

This was the most brutal form of interrogation.    

"You … Realm... Too low... He couldn't get it... His … Soul … Perhaps... And... "Counterattack …"    

At this moment, Chu Yan's voice sounded again in the Ghost Kill Pavilion cultivator's ears.    

Hearing this, the Ghost Kill Pavilion cultivator couldn't help but be confused.    

This tone, why did it sound like he was talking to someone?    

But there was no one else around?    

Just as the Ghost Kill Pavilion cultivator was puzzled, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart.    

He raised his head and saw that it was indeed Chu Yan's pair of pitch-black eyes looking at him at that moment.    

There was no sadness in her eyes.    

But the more it was like this, the more people felt fear and despair.    

Because in his eyes, you are nothing.    

"I'll help. You. Look. "Alright..."    

After saying that, Chu Yan raised his hand and sucked in a breath as he placed his five fingers on the Ghost Kill Pavilion cultivator's head.    

And then —    

Crack.    

The Ghost Kill Pavilion cultivator's head exploded from the pressure.    

Chu Yan: "..."    

"This is too … Crispy... Not good... "What do you mean..."    

It was rare for the person behind the Gates of Hell to blush.    

However, his expression was still very serious.    

At this moment, Chu Yan's palm was covered in thick blood.    

Releasing his fingers, the corpse of the Ghost Kill Pavilion cultivator fell into the muddy water with a splash.    

Chu Yan raised his bloodied hand and quickly swiped a few times in the air.    

Instantly, a string of talisman markings that were drawn out from fresh blood stopped in midair.    

Moments later, the rune slowly permeated the void.    

As for the void, a piece of it slowly rose up like a mirror.    

In the mirror, a scene appeared.    

The image was of a young man dressed in luxurious clothing.    

However, the first time someone saw this young master, they would immediately notice his imposing aura.    

He looked like a golden dragon coiling around his waist, with purple mist lingering between his eyebrows.    

"You know. Hmm... "Alright …"    

As his voice faded, the black in Chu Yan's eyes receded and his pupils became distinct again.    

"Hiss —"    

The moment she regained control of her body, she couldn't help but gasp and press her hand between her eyebrows.    

This person who had previously handed his body over to the Gates of Hell had yet to feel it.    

Now that he had taken over his body, he felt a sharp pain in his head as if his brain had been splashed with boiling water and oil.    

If not for his determination, he might have fainted from the sudden pain.    

Even so, Chu Yan still staggered a little and barely managed to stand up.    

Under the unstable control of the spiritual energy, it caused the rain to fall.    

However, after being drenched by the cold rain, Chu Yan felt the pain in his head ease up a little.    

After taking a deep breath, he held his forehead and the corner of his mouth curled up.    

At first it was just a slight shrug of the shoulders, but soon after, he began to laugh.    

Although he had almost suffered a great loss today, one thing had been confirmed.    

With his divine sense at the third level of the celestial mood stage, there was no way for him to defeat it directly.    

"In other words, below the third stage of the celestial mood stage, when I strike with my complete strength, even if I don't die, I'll still be an idiot.    

Chu Yan's bright eyes were revealed behind his wet hair.    

Damage to one's spiritual sense was not something that could be recovered in a short period of time. One needed the assistance of medicinal herbs, as well as time to recuperate.    

However, this was only in the case of medicinal herbs.    

And right now, what His Highness does not lack is the heavenly resources that can nourish the body.    

After making a trip to the treasures of the 12 countries, Chu Yan had regained his vigor when he came back.    

As for the pain from a damaged spiritual sense?    

It doesn't exist.    

In this world, there were no problems and problems that could not be solved by a Heavenly Treasure above 20,000 years of age.    

If not, then two.    

If two were not enough, then ten!    

Right now, His Highness Chu was rich and imposing, so he had the confidence to do so.    

After the sharp pain in his head subsided, Chu Yan's thoughts were no longer affected.    

"Heh, I really didn't expect that you would be angry not because someone ambushed you, but because you felt that the price of one million spirit stones was too low.    

I don't know how much the spirit stones of your time were worth.    

However, a million spirit stones wasn't a small sum at the moment.    

When I first entered the Shattered Star Pavilion, I only earned a single spirit stone every month.    

If it wasn't for me... Oh, that's not right. Even if he started from scratch, he wouldn't have that many spirit stones to spend on cultivation.    

As for the mastermind. "    

Chu Yan's gaze fell on the dissipating image of the well-dressed young master and smiled sinisterly, "I know who it is. This debt includes the Ghost Kill Pavilion.    

I want to return to Heaven's Edge Sect first and advance my status as a disciple. "    

— — The content is from [Mick Read]