Supreme Divine Book

On the lakeshore, the venomous curses coming out from Chang Ming's mouth was getting weaker and weaker. An unending stream of power was extracted from Chang Ming's body and then engulfed by the black vortex above his head.    

    

"Little … little animal … I … I won't let you go even if I were to become a ghost!"    

    

Chang Ming lowered his head, his eyes lifeless. His originally smooth skin now looked extremely wrinkled, as if it had aged by more than ten years in an instant.    

    

All of the energy that he had extracted from the other party's body was taken by Han Chen as his own. Devour all living things, and only I can use!    

    

"Buzz buzz!"    

    

Suddenly, a blue fist-sized ball of flame flew out from above Chang Ming's head. The blue flames were translucent and translucent like crystals, yet they also seemed to be the essence of the rainbow light.    

    

Chang Ming's eyes almost split open as he trembled and raised his right arm that did not have a palm. In the next moment, the blue ball of fire was directly devoured by the black whirlpool.    

    

"Sorry, from today onwards, the demonic flame's sacred art is mine." Han Chen's mouth slightly moved, his voice full of ridicule and indifference.    

    

"Ah!" Chang Ming's blood vessels were about to explode from the anger. His vision turned black and he fainted.    

    

Han Chen's mouth formed a cold smile, the devouring ability increased its speed again, the stealing speed became even faster.    

    

After an unknown amount of time passed, the starry sky spun, and the sun and moon rotated.    

    

On the side of the lake, Han Chen sat cross legged on the ground, like an old monk meditating, he remained motionless.    

    

"Wuwuwu" The little white beast drooped its head and lay not far away. Its big clear eyes revealed traces of boredom.    

    

From time to time, the howls of all sorts of magical beasts could be heard. It seemed that this mountain would never be peaceful. However, this paradise seemed very lonely.    

    

A layer of condensed golden light surrounded Han Chen's body, and the aura emitted from his body was exceptionally restless. It was like the wind and the waves of the ocean overlapping each other, ready to set off an enormous wave at any moment.    

    

Chang Ming had been dead for a long time, and his face revealed a dark green color. When the blood was drained from his body, he looked like a log.    

    

An elder of the sword sect, a top expert at the sixth level of Heavenly Completion Stage. No one would have thought that Chang Ming, the grandmaster of formations, would meet such a miserable end.    

    

When he left the sword sect, he brought a total of eight elite disciples and a low level beast emperor, the three-coloured Barbaric Cow.    

    

No one could have predicted that such a powerful combination would be completely annihilated, and even destroyed by Han Chen alone.    

    

"Wuwuwu" The white beast's eyes suddenly lit up, its gaze could not help but fall on the storage belt on Chang Ming's waist.    

    

It was a purple belt, inlaid with agate gems. Under the rays of the sun, it was sparkling, sparkling, and extremely beautiful.    

    

The little beast that was in a bored state immediately jumped over, its little claws stroking Chang Ming's waist, and in a moment it had pulled his storage belt.    

    

The little beast stared at the agate gem in surprise. It finally found something interesting.    

    

"Boom!" Right at this moment, a terrifying wave of energy exploded out of Han Chen's body. The small white beast was startled, and quickly laid its head on the ground, its two little claws tightly holding onto the Agate Gem's storage belt.    

    

"Buzz!"    

    

With Han Chen as the center, a powerful golden wave spread out in all directions. As the sand and rocks were blown away, the dead leaves on the ground were swept away like a whirlwind.    

    

"Bang!" The nearby lake was blasted by the violent force into a hundred meter high wave. Water splashed in all directions as the white mist surged recklessly.    

    

Chang Ming's corpse was even blown away by the explosion, and flew to who knows where.    

    

"Hu!" Han Chen opened his eyes. His star-like eyes flickered with a sharp light, and on his face, there was an unconcealable strong sense of pleasant surprise.    

    

"Heavenly Completion Stage, third level." Han Chen muttered softly, overjoyed in his heart.    

    

The fact that he had devoured the power of the sixth stage of the Heavenly Completion Stage directly caused Han Chen's strength to jump two levels in a row.    

    

Once again, Han Chen earnestly channeled the martial elemental energy within his body. It surged like a tide, boundless like a mountain, and definitely had the strength of the third level of Heavenly Completion Stage.    

    

Ren Chang Ming bitterly cultivated for tens of years, and in the end, even helped others in the process, and even gave Han Chen a bargain before he died.    

    

However, Han Chen had almost broken through the second level of the Heavenly Completion Stage before, so to be exact, he should have jumped by one realm. When all of Chang Ming's cultivation was forcibly taken away by Han Chen, as long as he was given sufficient time, after all of Chang Ming's strength was refined and fused, he would definitely reach the sixth level of the Heavenly Completion Stage.    

    

"The power of others is not mine after all. If I want to refine all of those powers, I will need a lot of time." Han Chen squinted his eyes and thought.    

    

However, with the passage of time, Han Chen also didn't want to continue to soar all the way to the higher realm. Only when one's foundation was stable would it not affect the path of cultivation in the future.    

    

Han Chen took a deep breath, then slowly raised his right arm, palm facing upwards, with a thought. Weng. The air slightly trembled, and along with a wave of scorching air, a deep blue flame suddenly rose up in Han Chen's palm.    

    

This blue colored demonic flame was many times hotter than ordinary flames, and even the space around it was faintly distorted from its scorching.    

    

"This demonic flame is indeed tyrannical. It is much more powerful than the Flame Phoenix Jade Pendant and the Heaven Flame of the Four Symbols Art!"    

    

However, no matter how overbearing it was, this demonic flame would be Han Chen's from now on. At the same time as breaking through the third level of Heavenly Completion Stage, he also gained an additional kind of innate ability.    

    

"Woof! Woof!"    

    

A low and deep voice pulled Han Chen's thoughts back to reality. Han Chen was startled for a moment, before he dispelled the demonic flame in his hands and looked around in confusion.    

    

"Kid, where are you?"    

    

"Woof! Woof!"    

    

"Hmm?" Looking in the direction of the voice, he saw a mound moving upwards. Immediately after, a furry little head popped out. The white beast looked ashen, with its large gem-like eyes staring at Han Chen in dissatisfaction.    

    

Han Chen couldn't help but laugh, "Little guy, are you alright?"    

    

The small beast came out from the pile of dirt and shook its head to get rid of the dirt on its body. Without waiting for Han Chen to say anything, the little beast stretched out its two claws and dug out a belt inlaid with an agate gem from inside the mound of earth.    

    

"Storage belt?" Han Chen was stunned for a moment, and then, he subconsciously looked at Chang Ming's corpse which was more than ten meters away, and then, understood. This guy has the potential to be a bandit. "    

    

"Wuwuwu" The little beast carried its storage belt and walked in front of Han Chen. His large, nimble eyes were filled with the intent to please.    

    

Han Chen laughed, then half squatted down, and asked, "What? This is for me again? "    

    

The little white beast nodded.    

    

"How strange. Why are you so good to me?"    

    

"Woof woof." The little beast spoke in a bird language that no one understood. Its two little claws gestured back and forth. Then, he used his head and rubbed it on Han Chen's calf, making it seem extremely intimate.    

    

Han Chen asked. After thinking about it, he answered tentatively, "Are you saying that I'm your first friend?"    

    

"Woof, woof woof!"    

    

The little beast nodded its head like a chick pecking rice and happily rolled back and forth on the ground. He seemed very happy.    

    

Seeing the other party's reaction, Han Chen did not know what to say. It was said that magical beasts were ruthless, and they only knew how to kill and fight. However, in Han Chen's opinion, humans were sometimes inferior to magical beasts.    

    

All along the way, Han Chen had experienced many trials and hardships. It was precisely because of these experiences that he had grown so quickly.    

    

Han Chen slowly let out a breath of relief and casually grabbed the storage belt on the floor.    

    

"This old man really has a lot of good things in his collection …"    

    

As an elder of the sword sect, things that could enter Chang Ming's eyes would definitely not be any bad. Within the storage belt, there were martial skills, cultivation techniques, and even the blueprints for setting up the formation.    

    

There were countless spirit crystals and so on. Such a large amount of wealth, even Han Chen could not help but be secretly speechless.    

    

A white light flashed, and a three foot long sword appeared in Han Chen's palm right after. This was the sword that Chang Ming had used to fight with the numerous beasts above the canyon.    

    

Han Chen sized up the sword in front of him with interest. The blade of the sword was relatively thinner, and at the bottom of the sword hilt, there were two words carved clearly.    

    

"Skylight."    

    

Han Chen used a bit of his martial spirit energy to pour into the sword blade, and with a "whoosh", a clear buzzing sound suddenly sounded out in the air, and a golden resplendent brilliance appeared on the sword blade.    

    

"Good sword!" Han Chen couldn't help but to exclaim. This' Skylight Sword 'was probably around the same level as the black spear he had picked up previously, they should be low grade saint artifacts.    

    

Han Chen liked swords more, but with the increase of his strength, the opponents he met became stronger and stronger. It was very difficult for the subsaint artifact scorpion sword to satisfy Han Chen's pursuit again. The Skylight Sword in front of him was a perfect choice.    

    

If Chang Ming was still alive right now, he would probably be so angry that he would vomit blood and die again.    

    

With the cultivation level of Heavenly Completion Stage and his innate ability being plundered, even his weapon had been snatched away, this Han Chen was simply an absolute "bandit".    

    

Han Chen kept the Skylight Sword into his bracelet of holding. With a move of his palm, another scroll appeared in his hand.    

    

"This is?"    

    

Han Chen raised his handsome eyebrows, this was a scroll that he had casually grabbed. Martial skill? Or was it a cultivation technique? Han Chen opened the scroll with suspicion. The first thing to enter his vision were a few large seal characters.    

    

"Sword flight!"