Supreme Divine Book

Qu Bin's miserable wails resonated in the sky, exploding in the minds of everyone present.    

Space Twisting Murder!    

With a casual wave of his hand, Han Chen's abdomen was immediately blown apart. As fresh blood and flesh flew everywhere, Qu Bin's primordial spirit was completely destroyed by the terrifying power of space.    

"Boom!"    

The appearance of this scene immediately caused everyone in the arena to turn pale with fright. Their eyes widened to the point that they were about to split apart.    

Even Great Elder Fu Shan, Vice Pavilion Master Yan Wuji, and Palace Master Lianyu, as well as a few other guest experts on the main peak, could not help but stand up from their stone chairs.    

One move. He only used one move!    

The semi-sage genius Qu Bin, had even shattered his primordial spirit. Looking at Qu Bin who was drenched in blood, flesh and blood, whose facial features were warped, the more than two hundred thousand geniuses at the table felt as if there were countless thunderclaps happening in their minds at the same time. They all felt as if their hearts were in great turmoil.    

Nine Heavens Pavilion Ye Xiu, Illusory Sky Sect Ming Tong, Spirit Demoness Pu Wang, Demon Region Long Kui and several other genius experts of the Sheng Domain also opened their eyes wide with disbelief on their faces.    

Especially Qing Ying who belonged to the Heaven's End Women, her beautiful eyes were filled with shock.    

"Wow, so, so powerful!" Ming Ruo's mouth was slightly opened, as she spoke in an incoherent manner.    

Xue Xi, Shen Yu, Li Mao, Lin Kun, Lin Kun, Guan Shuxing, and the geniuses of the Cold Alliance were all dumbstruck. They had never even dreamed of such a terrifying scene.    

It had only been two years and six months, but Han Chen's cultivation had already become so terrifying?    

In these two years, what did he encounter in the Thunderchant Temple's Buddhist Secret Realm?    

"Whoosh!"    

Qu Bin was like a dead bird with its wings cut off, heavily hitting the ground. With a peng sound, dust and dirt flew into the air, and rubble flew everywhere. A huge crater appeared in the region below.    

In a split-second, the entire arena fell into a deathly silence.    

Just now, those people were scolding Han Chen and scolding him to scram out of the arena. They all felt chills running down their spines as they shut their mouths, unable to say a single word.    

Qu Bin who had his primordial spirit destroyed was half dead, just like a dead dog.    

Lying amongst the rubble, Qu Bin powerlessly opened his eyes. The gaze he used to look at Han Chen was filled with endless fear, regret, and hatred.    

Never in his dreams would he expect that the Han Chen he had almost lost his life in, who had been chased up and down by him two years ago, would now have such a terrifying strength.    

Qu Bin regretted, he truly regretted.    

She regretted not continuing to chase and kill Han Chen. But now, it was already too late.    

With his primordial spirit destroyed, countless years of hard work and hard work were all destroyed.    

Originally, with Qu Bin's talent and with the holy sect's all-out effort in nurturing him, he would definitely become a saint in less than fifty years. However, as his Nascent Divinity was destroyed, everything was shattered like a dream.    

Such pain, it was even more painful than dying under Han Chen's hands.    

"Se, sage realm, he broke through the Entering the Saint realm!" A trembling voice resounded within the crowd.    

"Boom!"    

In an instant, the entire area was thrown into chaos.    

The truth was already extremely clear. Someone who could completely suppress the semi-sage realm Qu Bin to such an extent in a single move … Only the super strength of a Entering the Saint realm expert was completed.    

However, during the Thousand Veins Martial Competition two and a half years ago, Han Chen had only cultivated to the ninth level of the long habitat.    

To be able to increase Entering the Saint realm in such a short period of time was simply inconceivable and shocking.    

"Did you receive the teachings of a saint?" Heaven's End Woman Qing Ying's red lips moved slightly as she muttered to herself softly.    

At this moment, Qing Ying couldn't help but recall the words she had said to Han Chen back at the Dreamy Cloud Villa.    

No matter how hard Han Chen tried, the gap between him and Fei Yan would only get bigger and bigger. But, the Han Chen standing in front of everyone right now, was as tall and mighty as he was right now.    

"Rumble!"    

The terrifying aura of the Entering the Saint realm exploded out of Han Chen's body.    

"Whoosh!"    

With a flash of white light, the Sky Sword appeared surprisingly in Han Chen's palm, its sharp sword tip pointing straight at Feng Haoyue. Unparalleled domineering aura, transcendent saint.    

"Feng Haoyue, I'm really sorry, but you're going to roll up here again!"    

Before, he was rolling down, but now, he was rolling up.    

His every word was full of contempt and disdain. Han Chen was provoking him, a blatant provocation. The hatred and rage he had accumulated in the past were now completely exploding out.    

Even if you, Feng Haoyue, are the pride of the heavens, I, Han Chen, will definitely push you down from the highest peak the moment you step onto it.    

The humiliation of that day would definitely be returned.    

Pointing a sword at someone was a great shame!    

Feng Haoyue's face had long been covered in a frigid frost. His body moved, and he immediately flew up from his original position. With the force of a flowing light, he directly rushed towards Han Chen.    

"Damned cheap thing, today I will break your cheap bones."    

"Humph!" Han Chen sneered, and faced the attack head-on without fear, "Similarly, today, I will also kill you, you bastard!"    

"Boom!"    

The two sage realm geniuses exchanged no more words, and they clashed with each other.    

Earth-shattering forces intersected with each other. It was as if they were water and fire, incompatible.    

"Die for me!"    

"Capturing the devil!"    

Feng Haoyue bellowed, a powerful burst of force gushing out of his body, he extended his hand, causing the space to tremble, a golden hand that was a hundred meters wide swooped down from the sky, grabbing towards Han Chen.    

"Rumble!"    

The giant golden hand emanated an incomparably destructive aura. Above the ninth heaven, wind and thunder rolled about. The powerful aura was like the divine hand of the God of Heaven.    

There were no probing moves, only killing moves.    

At this moment, anyone could feel how much killing intent Feng Haoyue had towards Han Chen.    

"Humph!"    

Han Chen's eyes flashed with a cold light, his aura as sharp as a blade sweeping in all directions. Right at the moment when the giant golden hand grabbed onto Han Chen, a thick, seven colored brilliance shot into the sky.    

"One with the sword!"    

"Thump!"    

The seven-colored sword light that soared into the sky pierced through the giant golden hand like a rainbow, creating a huge hole.    

The color of the nine heavens changed, and the winds and clouds surged.    

In the next instant, countless streams of multicolored rain burst out from the giant golden hand.    

"Bam!"    

Space was in a state of chaos as strong gusts of wind blew everywhere. The giant golden hand was smashed into smithereens by the sharp sword Qi. Han Chen turned into a dazzling flash, spinning a powerful sword aura, with the power of a wild dragon emerging from the ocean, he launched a ferocious counterattack at Feng Haoyue.    

"This kid is also a Sword Saint?" Palace Master Lianyu of the Illusory Sky Sect blurted out.    

Beside him, the Vice Pavilion Master of the Nine Heavens Pavilion, Yan Wuji, narrowed her eyes as a grave expression emerged on her face. This kid's swordsmanship was so adept that it was almost as good as Night Cultivator's. I wonder which saint's legacy he obtained? "    

"No matter which Saint's inheritance it is, the Sacred Gate is making a huge profit." A light tone came out from Spirit Demoness Elder Pu Shiqiao's mouth.    

With that said, the other strong Ranker guests all subconsciously looked at Fu Shan who was sitting on the first stone chair.    

Everyone already knew that the champion of the Thousand Veins Martial Meeting had chosen the sacred door.    

This meant that the two people fighting in front of them were the seniors of the Saint Sect.    

The people from the sacred door were the ones fighting for the final victory over all the other clans. Regardless of the outcome, the champion and the runner-up were still a "family", which really gave the Holy Gate a lot of face. The reputation and fame of the Hundred Year Rites had been monopolized by the Sacred Gate. One could imagine how the other eight guests were feeling.    

In fact, the Great Elder of the Sacred Gate, Fu Shan, was secretly pleasantly surprised.    

Even he didn't think that the battle for supremacy would turn out to be like this. Especially when Han Chen revealed his shocking strength, Fu Shan was extremely happy.    

But, what happened to Qu Bin also made him extremely pained.    

A perfectly fine genius of the semi-sage realm would surely become another sage realm cultivator in the future. But he never thought that he would become a cripple for Han Chen. For the sacred doors, this was a loss they could not ignore.    

"This brat's tactics are quite vicious."    

Fu Shan heaved a sigh of relief. As a matter of fact, he was hoping that Feng Haoyue would win. First of all, Feng Haoyue was an established genius of the Sacred Gate, while Han Chen was a newbie who had not even started training yet. The former had expended a great deal of effort to cultivate, so it was necessary for him to gain both fame and fortune in the struggle for supremacy.    

Also, Han Chen's methods were too ruthless, it was necessary to suppress his sharpness.    

Of course, this was Fu Shan's plan to consider all aspects. As the Great Clan Elder, he did not have much selfishness. Furthermore, he was extremely confident in Feng Haoyue's strength.    

"Boom boom boom!"    

"Bang bang!"    

The battle between two experts was like fire and water.    

This shocking scene was comparable to the intense collision between volcanic magma and tsunami waves. Han Chen's aura was like a rainbow, the sword images that filled the sky blotted out the sun, enveloping the sky above Heavenly King Mountain.    

There was danger everywhere, and there was killing intent.    

Feng Haoyue's cultivation was equally terrifying, facing Han Chen's tight attack that was like rain, he was not at all disadvantaged.    

All sorts of powerful martial techniques were used, the intense confrontation caused even the sky to be thrown into turmoil.    

The two hundred thousand over geniuses present were all flabbergasted, as shocked as cicadas in winter.    

Such a duel had already surpassed that of all the other sage realm geniuses.    

No one had expected such a scene. Especially Han Chen's sword technique, which was exactly the same as Nine Heavens Pavilion's, that caused countless people to be even more shocked.    

"This guy, who exactly is he?" Ye Xiu frowned and clenched his fists.    

At this moment, everyone had an unreal illusion.    

Was the Han Chen who was almost killed by Feng Haoyue's aura at the Thunderchant Temple really the person in front of him?    

The battle for supremacy between thousands of clans quietly began …