Supreme Divine Book

In the air above the Great Desolate Hall, the skies changed color as the winds surged.    

    

The tornado was like a giant millstone, stirring up the wind and clouds in the world.    

    

The sacred altar that had risen from the center of the Great Desolate Hall stood between the heaven and earth. It was enveloped in a vast and boundless aura of desolation, as if it was a god left behind by a god.    

    

The more than two thousand genius experts from the long habitat and above present in the arena madly fought over it.    

    

The five experts who arrived next to the origin of desolation first didn't even have the time to scream before they were smashed into smithereens by the power of the great desolation.    

    

"Hahahaha, a bunch of ignorant fools. You want to take the Origin of Desolation for yourselves? It's mine. "    

    

A voice that was close to insanity yet overbearing came out from Lian Ningsheng's mouth. That half human, half lion face revealed an incomparably sinister and sinister look.    

    

Everyone was shocked. While they were intimidated by the terrifying power of the origin of desolation, no one dared to take another step closer to it. Seeing that Lian Ningsheng was' making a move ', everyone was both shocked and annoyed. They really wanted nothing more than for Lian Ningsheng to' step into the footsteps' of the five people in front of him.    

    

However, no one present didn't know just how strong Lian Ningsheng was. Since the other party dared to step forward when she had 'learned from the mistakes', this was enough to show that he had absolute confidence in herself.    

    

"Swoosh!"    

    

Lian Ningsheng's figure moved like a ghost and instantly arrived in the air above the altar. Her left hand and right claw grabbed towards the origin of the desolation.    

    

It was also at this moment that Luo Yi, Mo Hen, and Zhang Jingzhao, three experts at the seventh level of long habitat, arrived at the altar as well.    

    

"Hmph, you want to monopolize the origin of desolation?" "It's not that easy."    

    

Zhang Jingzhao shouted coldly, a berserk aura that could conquer the world erupted from his body, the black broadsword in his hand swung out, a powerful sword light slashed out towards Lian Ningsheng.    

    

Both of them struck out at the same time, unleashing a powerful palm force each.    

    

As the three peak powerhouses attacked, the already chaotic space suddenly distorted several times. Sensing the energy fluctuations from behind him, Lian Ningsheng's expression immediately changed. No matter how careless he was, it was impossible for him to ignore the combined attacks of three experts of the same level.    

    

Under such haste, Lian Ningsheng's figure moved, and she dodged to the side.    

    

However, Lian Ningsheng's dodge had actually plunged the origin of desolation into a "crisis". The attacks of Mo Hen and the other two had solidly impacted the origin of desolation.    

    

"Bang bang!"    

    

Under the shocked gazes of the audience, the essence of desolation was like a water ball. "Bang!" A loud sound was heard from the middle of the explosion.    

    

A dense wave of air swept in all directions, and the terrifying force was like the detonation of a star.    

    

In a split-second, the Origin of Desolation collapsed into thousands of gray balls of light of different sizes. A mass of light wantonly filled the skies, scattering and dancing in the void.    

    

"Boom!"    

    

Everyone's eyes were wide open as they once again revealed a strong sense of excitement. These were all the origins of the Desolate Land. As long as he could gather a few, this trip to the Desolate Sacred Ruins would not have been in vain.    

    

"Charge!"    

    

At this moment, the entire stadium once again sank into an incomparably chaotic atmosphere.    

    

If it was said that most of the people present could not handle a piece of the Origin of Desolation, then there would definitely be no problem speaking a few words.    

    

All the experts rushed forward and grabbed at the grey light ball dancing in the air.    

    

"Buzz buzz!"    

    

A genius at the fourth level of long habitat received the origin of desolation that was the size of a fingernail. Following that, an intense wave of energy surged abnormally within his hand as a series of dry and hard wounds began to spread from her palm. The other party hurriedly used Martial Energy to suppress him, causing the wound to stop expanding. That strand of primordial spirit was also successfully absorbed into his body.    

    

"Haha, I succeeded." This genius was overjoyed. At the same time, his body moved as he continued to chase after the other elements.    

    

The atmosphere of the entire arena could only be described with the word 'messy'.    

    

A complete orb of the origin of desolation had now shattered into countless fragments. This was a good thing for the weaker geniuses.    

    

Even if one was able to absorb a wisp of the Origin of Desolation, it was still possible to generate the Great Desolate Force in the Martial Yuan.    

    

Of course, the chances of that happening were minuscule. If he wanted his Primordial Spirit to produce the true power of the Great Wastelands, he would need to absorb even more of the origin of the Wasteland.    

    

Hence, the battle for the fragment of the origin of desolation began.    

    

"Damn bastard."    

    

Lian Ningsheng cursed fiercely, and at the moment, he was so angry that her lungs were about to explode. Then, Mo Hen, Luo Yi, and Zhang Jingzhao did not have the time to bother with Lian Ningsheng, as they were busy collecting the origin of desolation that was scattered all over the place.    

    

"Get out of my way."    

    

Under his fury, Lian Ningsheng made the people near him his target to vent. He waved his claw and directly tore a unfortunate man into two.    

    

Everyone's face changed, they retreated fearfully, and distanced themselves from Lian Ningsheng.    

    

"Swoosh!"    

    

Lian Ningsheng grimaced in pain, her face contorted, quickly collecting the surrounding Desolate Source Fragments, his speed was still extremely fast, in no time he had obtained a fist-sized ball.    

    

But, Lian Ningsheng was not satisfied and continued to fight for it.    

    

All of the geniuses were in the process of being mobilized. Other than the simplest things like collecting the fragments with one hand, there were also those that were trying to rob others. All kinds of fights, all kinds of curses.    

    

The Nan Gong Family was extremely busy with the Cold Alliance that Han Chen was leading.    

    

The group of the Mo family led by Mo Siqi was right next to the Cold Alliance. In this chaotic situation, more people held the advantage. At the very least, no one dared to be in a group.    

    

At this time, Qin Hao, Ji Bin, and Tong Zhan were probably the only ones who had no interest in collecting the origin of desolation.    

    

Their goal in coming here was to find Lian Ningsheng and help them kill Han Chen. Right now, Lian Ningsheng was busy fighting for the origin of the wasteland. This made Qin Hao and the other two full of anger.    

    

"Swoosh!"    

    

Han Chen rode on his sword and flew through the crowd like a flying shuttle. His elegant figure could be said to be treading on the snow without a trace, and he completely won with speed.    

    

Not long later, the fragment which Han Chen had collected was also the size of a child's fist. It was slightly smaller than the ones Mo Hen, Lian Ningsheng, Luo Yi, and Zhang Jingjing had gathered.    

    

"AHH!"    

    

At this moment, an incomparably mournful scream resounded.    

    

What was going on?    

    

Everyone was startled as they looked up. He saw a young man's body rapidly turning into a dried up corpse. Within a few blinks of an eye, he had turned into a dried up corpse, which then turned into dust that filled the sky.    

    

"This?"    

    

Amidst everyone's shock, they discovered that the place where the man had disappeared was filled with a floating cluster of the origin of desolation. The size of this ball of debris was the same as that of Mo Hen, Lian Ningsheng, Laura Yi and Zhang Jingzhao.    

    

No wonder this had happened.    

    

It turned out that the man was too greedy to swallow the elephant. He was unable to digest such a large lump of origin of desolation, causing it to vanish like smoke into thin air.    

    

In the time it took for a spark to fly off of a piece of flint, many geniuses leaped into the air without hesitation and rushed towards the group of the origin of desolation with endless greed. Streaks of flowing light attacked from all directions like a meteor catching up to the moon. It was incomparably gorgeous.    

    

"AWOO!"    

    

Suddenly, a lion's roar that shook the nine heavens came from the sky without any warning.    

    

An invisible and terrifying sound wave surged out like the tide, and the geniuses were all shaken until their eyes became like stars. Their blood and energy surged, and their eardrums began to hurt. There were also a few people who died on the spot from the shock.    

    

Lian Ningsheng's insidious methods had played a huge role, even Mo Hen, Luo Yi, and Zhang Jingjing were so caught off guard that their movements became sluggish for a moment.    

    

But in that instant, Lian Ningsheng had already arrived in front of the desolation origin force.    

    

"Hehe, no one should even think about fighting with me."    

    

Lian Ningsheng let out a complacent sneer, the eyes of half a man and half a lion were filled with excitement. Just as his hand and claw were about to grab onto the piece of Desolate Stone, the space in front of him trembled.    

    

Spatial transfer!    

    

Han Chen secretly roared, just like when he moved the 'jade plate' in the secret room of the spatial formation, causing the two spaces to resonate.    

    

"Buzz!"    

    

Immediately afterwards, with a flash of white light, Lian Ningsheng grabbed onto empty space in her palm. The Desolate Source Fragment that she was supposed to get her hands on had disappeared before his eyes in a split-second.    

    

Everyone was stunned, and at the same time, they felt a sense of schadenfreude.    

    

Immediately after, everyone's gaze turned to look at Han Chen who was a hundred metres away. In his hands, he was holding the fragment which Lian Ningsheng had almost obtained.    

    

Was this a spatial transfer technique?    

    

Before the crowd could recover from their shock, a monstrous, ice-cold murderous aura attacked them like a storm.    

    

"Roar!"    

    

Lian Ningsheng's eyes seemed to be spitting out flames. A berserk aura that could shake the heavens and earth. Lian Ningsheng's eyes were filled with a bloody light as she glared hatefully at Han Chen.    

    

"I'll give you one last chance. Bring me the origin of the wasteland right away."    

    

Each word was full of killing intent.    

    

Facing Lian Ningsheng's furious face that was warped, the corners of Han Chen's mouth raised in a disdainful smile. With a move of his palm, a ball of black light appeared, and immediately sucked the ball of primordial energy into his body.    

    

"So what if we don't?"    

    

So what if he wasn't? There was no fear in his resolute tone, and only a few traces of ridicule could be seen in his cold eyes.    

    

"Good, very good, haha!"    

    

In an instant, Lian Ningsheng's anger soared to the sky.    

    

A fierce wind kicked up as the nine heavens trembled.    

    

Lian Ningsheng spread her arms, her entire body releasing a terrifying berserk aura.    

    

At this moment, anyone could feel that Lian Ningsheng's body was emitting a monstrous killing intent, as well as a flame that could cause one to tremble.    

    

"Innate divine ability, Berserk Transformation!"