Supreme Divine Book

Han Chen's ice-cold, bone-piercing voice was like a guillotine that pricked the ears of everyone present. Not waiting for everyone to wake up from the fact that Han Chen was still a 'Psionic Magician', Pu Tianlin's face already revealed the greatest of panic and fear.    

Han Chen leisurely stretched out his right arm. At this moment, his right hand was like a devil's hand that was burning with black flames, and with a light wave of his sleeve, it had the power to shatter space and destroy mountains and rivers.    

"Finger of Styx!"    

"Boom!"    

Their voices were loud and powerful, as if thousands of men were fighting in unison. Pu Tianlin was already unable to dodge it even if he wanted to. Under tens of thousands of incomparably shocked gazes, Han Chen's right index finger gently tapped the center of Pu Tianlin's chest.    

"Bang bang!"    

Violent and violent energy, along with a terrifying desolate and murderous aura, poured down, causing a heavy and heavy explosion in the void above.    

The air trembled and Pu Tianlin's pupils instantly shrank to the size of a pinpoint. The golden light around his chest gushed out in all directions, as though it was shattered glass fragments that fluttered in the sky.    

The terrifying impact rushed into Pu Tianlin's body, as large mouthfuls of fresh blood spurted out from his mouth and nose. An intense pain spread throughout his entire body. It was unknown how much of his bones and meridians had been broken.    

Han Chen's face was just inches away from him, his handsome features, full of ridiculing smiles, were like a heavy slap, ruthlessly smashing onto Pu Tianlin's face.    

A high and mighty genius? One of the ten great heaven's pride level experts? At this moment, all of the honors would be shattered.    

"Where's Shen Yu? Where is she? " Han Chen's words were ice-cold and carried an irresistible force.    

Pu Tianlin's face contorted and his body trembled as he fiercely replied, "Don't even think about it! Don't even think about seeing her! She — —"    

"Boom!"    

Right after he finished speaking, Han Chen's body burst out with an intense killing intent, his handsome face was covered in frost.    

The expressions of everyone below changed, was Han Chen trying to kill?    

"Kid, you dare?" Elder Pu Kun of the Heavenly Palace quickly scolded.    

"Han Chen, you can't!" The Great Clan Elder of Seven Profound Peaks, Ji Kai, also spoke up to stop Ji Kai.    

This was the Heaven Palace sect; no one dared to act rashly here. Although in Heavenly Court Congress, life and death were determined by fate, the powers behind the participants were not allowed to interfere either in or out of the arena. However, Pu Tianlin's identity was special, if he died, it would be hard to protect the hatred in the Heaven Palace.    

However, at some point in time, Han Chen would not listen to anyone, he would just follow what he wanted to do.    

"Pu Tianlin, the real ant, is you."    

Han Chen roared harshly, a cold glint flashed past his ice-cold eyes. He lifted his leg, and once again firmly swept it across Pu Tianlin's chest.    

"Bam!"    

The hearts of everyone below the plaza shrunk. Having received such a heavy blow once again, the eyes of Pu Tianlin, who was about to pop out of his sockets, almost popped out of his body. His five viscera shifted, and fresh blood spurted out from his mouth and nose.    

"You're the one looking for all this."    

Han Chen's eyes reddened. The hatred that had been accumulated in his heart for almost three years was completely released. Back then, he was mercilessly trampled on by Pu Tianlin and his dignity was stepped on. He could only watch as Shen Yu disappeared from his sight. Now, Han Chen wanted to take back all the humiliation.    

"Bam!" Han Chen kicked Pu Tianlin's lower abdomen, and the latter directly fell from the sky like a meteor.    

"Boom!"    

Pu Tianlin heavily landed on the ground, the hearts of the tens of thousands of people present once again shook violently. On the stage in the center of the square, rubble flew everywhere, covering the sky and covering the earth as they burst forth like countless moths.    

One after another, deep fissures spread out as a sky ditch of nearly a hundred meters in diameter appeared in front of everyone's eyes.    

"Hiss!"    

After a long deep breath, the Tianfeng Square fell into a deathly silence.    

No one had expected the situation to develop in such a way. The scene in front of them was one that no one dared to dream of.    

Pu Tianlin was defeated, one of the ten great heaven's pride level experts, the Heaven Palace disciple was defeated. Furthermore, he was defeated by a new person, a newcomer with only Eighth level of the Heavenly Completion Stage.    

Thousands and thousands of gazes all gathered at the Sky Cavern at the center of the plaza. Pu Tianlin who was covered in blood was as embarrassed as a dead dog.    

Not too long ago, he was still a proud son of heaven, someone that countless people worshipped. At this moment, he had completely lost all of his original brilliance. In less than a few moments of effort, Pu Tianlin was stomped from the highest point to the deepest part of the abyss.    

Quiet, incomparably quiet.    

All of them felt as if a storm was brewing in their hearts, as if ten thousand meters of tumultuous waves were brewing.    

Yan Wu, Qiao Feilin, Wu Zhongxian, everyone from the Five Palace sect, and Ye Weini from the Xuanyuan Sect, at this moment, their emotions were especially complicated.    

That year, during the great battle of the Heavenly Rankings, they had personally witnessed Han Chen being humiliated by Pu Tianlin.    

That tenacious youth from back then was even unable to endure Pu Tianlin's aura.    

Back then, Han Chen watched the girl that he had been yearning for day and night leave.    

The scene at that time continuously played in their minds. They clearly remembered that Han Chen swore to the sky, and said "once again, today's shame, will be repaid a hundred times!" A vow.    

In less than three years, in front of hundreds of thousands of people, Heavenly Court Congress had turned Pu Tianlin into a dead dog.    

At this moment, only Yan Wu, Qiao Feilin, Ye Weini and the others could feel what Han Chen was feeling. Those nine words continuously echoed in their ears.    

The large forces on the northern platform were equally shocked.    

As for Palace Chief Pu Xinghe, his expression still did not change. Even though he was calm, he did not even bat an eyelid. To be able to maintain such a calm state, Pu Xinghe's scheming could only be described as' unfathomable '.    

"Let's go take a look at Sky Forest." Pu Xinghe said indifferently, his voice was so calm that not even the slightest hint of emotion could be detected. It was as if he was talking about an insignificant matter.    

"Yes, Manorlord."    

A black-clothed elder beside him flashed out, and instantly arrived at the center of the square. Jumping into the Sky Cavern, he helped Pu Tianlin up who was covered in blood.    

"Cough, cough!" Pu Tianlin violently coughed as he opened his eyelids with much difficulty.    

The black-clothed elder indicated for him to be quiet. He immediately inspected the other party's body. In an instant, his expression became incomparably gloomy. Her gaze was filled with incomparable fury as she stared at Han Chen who was in the air.    

"Brat, how dare you! You dare to cripple him?"    

"Boom!"    

The black-clothed old man's angry roar was like a bolt of thunder that rumbled through the sky. Everyone's faces instantly turned deathly pale.    

Seven Profound Peaks Great Elder Ji Kai's body could not help but tremble, and his face was filled with thick astonishment.    

Crippled? A proud son of heaven, Pu Tianlin, was actually crippled by Han Chen?    

"Boom!"    

The crowd immediately burst into an uproar. Their faces were all filled with disbelief. The sects of all sizes were so shocked that their hearts were trembling and their eyes were wide open.    

The Heaven's Pride members of the Sword Sect, Xuanyuan Sect, and Ziyang Palace were all shocked speechless.    

Ruthlessness, really ruthlessness.    

In front of the entire Heavenly Palace, and in front of all the sects in the Tian Luo Prefecture, Han Chen crippled Pu Tianlin.    

To martial cultivation, this was a thousand times, no, ten thousand times more painful than killing him. Furthermore, a proud son of heaven like Pu Tianlin, after losing his cultivation, in the future, would be nothing more than a walking corpse.    

In the face of the Heavenly Palace's elder's questioning, Han Chen did not show the slightest bit of fear on his face, "I don't seem to have broken the Heavenly Court Congress's rules!"    

"You?"    

With a single sentence, the black clad old man was rendered speechless. Indeed, life and death in Heavenly Court Congress were determined by fate. Even if Han Chen kills Pu Tianlin, it would not break the rules. But Han Chen did not kill him, and instead chose to use the most ruthless method. This was truly returning the humiliation a hundred times to Pu Tianlin.    

"B-Great Elder." Pu Tianlin trembled, his bloodied hands tightly grabbing onto the black-robed old man's clothes, "Great Elder, what you said is not true. Save me, I don't want to be a cripple, I don't want to …"    

Pu Tianlin was terrified, terrified to the extreme.    

He was a Chosen, a Chosen that was the focus of all attention. Losing one's cultivation was too cruel to him. It was even more cruel than death.    

Pu Tianlin pleaded for help as he turned his head to look at Han Chen who was in the sky. Once upon a time, the positions of the two were turned around. He, Pu Tianlin, was looking down from above while Han Chen laid helplessly on the ground.    

But now, the situation had completely changed. Pu Tianlin was both regretful, furious, and helpless. He was both regretting that he did not kill Han Chen back then, and had left behind such a great calamity.    

But it was too late to say anything now. In the end, Pu Tianlin had still swallowed the bitter fruit that he had planted.    

The black-clothed elder helplessly sighed, and said in a deep voice, "Tianlin, don't worry! Your dantian has not been completely destroyed, so we can save you. "    

"Is that so? "Great Elder." Pu Tianlin's face contorted, it was unknown if he was laughing or angry.    

The black-clothed old man secretly shook his head. What he had said was nothing more than comforting. Indeed, Han Chen did not destroy his dantian, but his meridians and bones had been broken by an unknown amount. Even if he could save them, they might not have much success in the future. This heaven's pride level expert was useless.    

A cold light flashed past the eyes of the person in charge of the Heavenly Palace, Pu Xinghe, before he spoke with a calm voice, "Bring him in to recuperate!"    

"Yes."    

The black clad old man nodded, immediately lifting Pu Tianlin up. With a move of his body, he disappeared from the plaza with the other party.    

The clamor on the field became more and more chaotic, more and more noisy.    

There was regret, there was admiration, there was helplessness …    

Everyone was still in a daze from the shock of what had just happened. Han Chen's performance could only be described as earth-shattering. His talent as a martial cultivation was already shocking enough. No one would have thought that he was actually a Psionic Magician.    

In this year's Heavenly Court Congress, there were simply too many variables that appeared.