Saint Sovereign of Nine Heavens

In the wasteland hundreds of miles north of Luo Gong Shan, Chen Yu, who was sitting cross-legged under a bare cliff, suddenly opened his eyes and stood up.    

    

The Supreme Force in his body surged like the tides. Compared to half a month ago, the density of the Qi had increased by thirty percent, and it was at the same time more refined.    

    

It had been half a month since he left the Luo Gong mountain, and Chen Yu had been hiding there training hard.    

    

After half a month of cultivation, Chen Yu finally broke through the third level of Heavenly Astral Stage.    

    

From the second level of the Heavenly Astral Stage to the third level of the Heavenly Astral Stage, was only the accumulation of astral energy, a type of water grinding technique. To ordinary practitioners, it would take half a year to a year or so.    

    

As for Chen Yu, he had only used a month's time to break through the second level of Heavenly Astral Stage after his battle with Deng Zitong and his cultivation progress could be considered to be relatively fast.    

    

However, Chen Yu did not have much of a smug expression on his face. The degree of refinement of his Supreme Force was much higher than that of an ordinary martial artist, and during this month, he had consumed an unimaginable number of Medicine Pill.    

    

In fact, if not for Chen Yu's great harvest within the Trial Secret Realm, and the fact that he had obtained quite a number of Medicine Pill in every battle, with his original wealth, he wouldn't be able to sustain such consumption in cultivation.    

    

Taking out the Wind Stabilization Blade, Chen Yu slashed at the cliff behind him.    

    

The blade qi flashed on top of the blade, and continued to extend into the air, reaching a length of five feet, highly condensed, and its sharpness was not inferior to the real Upper Grade True Artifact. When it cut into the cliff, it immediately left a deep gully!    

    

"The power of an ordinary saber is about 30% stronger than before!"    

    

Chen Yu revealed a look of satisfaction as he checked the results of his knife.    

    

After breaking through the third level of Heavenly Astral Stage, Chen Yu's strength was still not enough to compete with Chen Daolin's and Feng Xuan's generation. But facing Liu Tie, who was an outstanding individual in the seventh level of Heavenly Astral Stage, Chen Yu was confident that he could fight against him even without relying on his peak strength.    

    

The power of Disguised Spirit Artifact and spirit artifacts could not be ignored. However, with the Wind Stabilization Blade in his hands, Chen Yu was confident that he would not lose out to Martial Cultivator of the Seventh Layer of the Heavenly Astral Stage who had a powerful spirit artifact.    

    

Following that, Chen Yu continued to try out other martial arts.    

    

Wave Chopping Blade Spell, Nine Thunder Prison Breaking Blade, Howling Dragon Fist, Nine Stage Void Force, Star Point Sword Art.    

    

Chen Yu used all kinds of powerful martial arts in his memory one by one. After sensing them carefully, he confirmed that each of his martial arts had a certain degree of increase in power.    

    

After practicing all the martial arts, Chen Yu sat down cross-legged again and poured out the item from the Storage Bag.    

    

This Storage Bag was one of the other two Storage Bag that he got from Cui Rong's corpse. In the past half month, Chen Yu had no mood to pay any attention to it. Now, it was time to tidy up a bit.    

    

As the things inside the Storage Bag were poured out, all sorts of things were piled up into a pile.    

    

Chen Yu's attention first fell on the selection board.    

    

There were a total of fifteen wooden tablets. Chen Yu checked them one by one and found that each of them contained around twenty wisps of special spirit energy.    

    

It was the same wooden plate that was given to Sun Yue and Fong Chao half a month ago!    

    

"The 300 initial wooden plates are continuously being combined, looks like this Storage Bag is the one on Hsu Ye's body?" With a turn of his mind, Chen Yu finally understood.    

    

Previously, when Chen Yu killed Hsu Ye, he did not have the time to collect Hsu Ye's Storage Bag.    

    

These fifteen wooden tokens represented the fifteen slots to pass the City Battle Trial. With them, Chen Yu was able to save a lot of effort. At least, the matter of Mo Shu, Mo Jie, and the others passing the City Battle Trial was not a problem.    

    

Putting away the wooden tag, Chen Yu's gaze fell on a purple metal ring.    

    

Chen Yu had a deep impression of this ring. It was exactly the same ring Hsu Ye had used to release the purple electric shock on him.    

    

"This ring should be on Hsu Ye's finger. It should have been taken by a Panloong City warrior at that time. I didn't expect it to be here!" Immediately after, he understood that it was a Panloong City Ranker that took Hsu Ye's Storage Bag and ring, then fell into Cui Rong's hands.    

    

Arc Moon Sword did not fall into Cui Rong's hands with the ring and the Storage Bag, it was a little strange. However, Chen Yu was too lazy to think too much into it, he picked up the purple ring and started to sense it.    

    

Chen Yu's telepathic thoughts probed into the ring, and could feel that there was a sharp and deep lightning inside. It caused the depths of his soul to feel a sharp pain, as if it couldn't enter any further.    

    

This kind of sharp and profound feeling was far beyond that of ordinary Disguised Spirit Artifact.    

    

"It is indeed a spirit artifact. It is truly rare. Hsu Ye is also unable to fully unleash his power. Otherwise, it's still unknown who will be the victor in that battle! "    

    

This ring didn't have a name, so Chen Yu named it the Purple Lightning Ring.    

    

After putting the ring on his finger, Chen Yu didn't rush to test its power, but continued to check other things.    

    

Three Disguised Spirit Artifact s was a very common thing. Apart from them, there were more than a hundred Primeval Stone s and several bottles of pretty good Grade Three Pellets.    

    

Obtaining this Storage Bag, Chen Yu could be said to have gained a lot.    

    

After Chen Yu confirmed that the totem did not exist, he packed everything up and threw away those that should be thrown away. Then, he used his movement technique and headed towards the east.    

    

To the east of here was the Little Snow Peak.    

    

Chen Yu didn't choose to go to the Little Snow Peak just to find the Spiritual Soul, but to avoid being hunted by the disciples of the branch sects.    

    

When he had left the stone forest, Chen Yu had felt that Chen Daolin and the other disciples would be hunting him in the direction of Little Snow Peak. And since half a month ago, they had made such a big ruckus at Luo Gongshan, Chen Yu reckoned that the disciples would be heading towards Luo Gongshan.    

    

Thus, the disciples of the sub-schools would never think that Chen Yu would run to the Little Snow Peak again!    

    

Of course, as it was possible that Spiritual Soul existed on Little Snow Peak, Chen Yu had to try his luck.    

    

Three days later, Chen Yu was standing on a barren mound. Chen Yu looked to the east and saw the vast earth. At the end of the earth, there were snow-capped mountains that stretched out into the distance without end.    

    

Even though there was a small word written on it, it took up a huge amount of space. It was far more spacious than the ones in Mist Valley and Stone Forest.    

    

"Huh?"    

    

At this moment, Chen Yu suddenly saw a few black dots running wildly in the wasteland. The direction they were heading towards was where he was at.    

    

Looking over with rapt attention, there were five or six martial artists rushing over at full speed. The distance between them was very wide, and the last two people seemed to be injured. Their bodies were staggering, and they had to stop after a certain distance.    

    

From the looks of it, there seemed to be someone chasing them. However, Chen Yu looked over and noticed that there was nothing behind them. No pursuers appeared.    

    

"Swish!" While Chen Yuzheng was still confused, the cry of an eagle suddenly came.    

    

The eagle's cry resounded throughout the sky, yet it possessed an incomparably ferocious might as it resounded throughout the sky.    

    

Chen Yu looked up and saw a black shadow flapping its wings over a hill in the distance. It was as fast as a ray of light. In just a few seconds, it had covered more than ten miles.    

    

Chen Yu's figure continued to enlarge and become clearer. It was a giant eagle with huge wings.    

    

Suddenly, that giant eagle swooped down from the sky like a black lightning bolt, aiming straight for the last person among the fleeing warriors.    

    

As the giant eagle swooped down, even though Chen Yu was more than a dozen miles away, he could still feel a strong and ferocious aura appearing, bringing with it a terrifying sense of oppression.    

    

The sharp claws of the giant eagle reflected a dazzling cold light. The black eagle feathers were like arrows, its speed as fast as light.    

    

A flash of a blade flew through the air, but it was blocked by the sharp claws of the giant eagle.    

    

The blade light collided with the eagle's claw, and then, with a loud scream, the blade light shattered. The eagle's sharp claws were like blades, and they held the warrior together.    

    

Then, the giant eagle landed on the ground and bent down to peck at the long beak. The martial artist didn't make a single sound.    

    

"Rank nine Demon Bird, Dark-feathered Arrow Eagle!" Chen Yu raised his eyebrows in surprise.    

    

Back then in Fengqiu, Chen Daolin had condensed his Qi into the form of a Dark-feathered Arrow Eagle, which could be said to be extremely tyrannical.    

    

The strength of a ninth stage Demonic Beast was not inferior to a peak Heavenly Astral Stage warrior, as the Dark-feathered Arrow Eagle was originally a fierce and fierce bird, able to soar through the nine heavens, and was even stronger than normal ninth stage Demonic Beast. Furthermore, this kind of Demon Bird was cunning, cruel and extremely vengeful. It was famous for being difficult to kill!    

    

After the person at the very back was killed by the Dark-feathered Arrow Eagle, the other warriors who were running only glanced back once before running with all their might. The three people who were running at the very front directly unleashed their Wing Flying Technique, each and every one of them looking anxious.    

    

Chen Yu's eyes flashed, he did not care about the escaping warriors, but continued to watch the Dark-feathered Arrow Eagle in the distance.    

    

Shua, shua, shua. The three martial artists who were running at the front passed Chen Yu on the side of the hill. They also saw Chen Yu, but they didn't say anything to warn him.    

    

The Dark-feathered Arrow Eagle was still pecking at the warrior's corpse, and did not immediately start chasing after the other warriors.    

    

"Killing Dark-feathered Arrow Eagle is not easy!" Chen Yu thought, "The toughness of a top tier Demonic Beast's body far surpasses Human Martial Cultivator's. With my current cultivation, even if I were to execute Wave Chopping Blade Spell's Perfection Saber Intent, I wouldn't be able to kill it!"    

    

"However, it's not like there isn't a chance!" Chen Yu Mo scratched the purple lightning ring on his hand, unable to hide the trace of anticipation in his heart.    

    

The value of the materials used to create a top-grade Vicious Beast was not low. The arrows of eagle feathers on its body were all good materials used to refine Disguised Spirit Artifact, and its talons were not inferior to the Upper Grade True Artifact in any way.    

    

Furthermore, to Chen Yu, the Dark-feathered Arrow Eagle's blood was extremely suitable for Chen Yu to use in cultivation of the Blood Flame Tyrant Spell. Chen Yu's Storage Bag had already accumulated some of the blood of the Wolf King, but this blood was still too little. If you add the blood of the Dark-feathered Arrow Eagle, it should be enough to raise the Blood Flame Tyrant Spell to another level!    

    

"Chen Yu?" Just as Chen Yu was staring at the Dark-feathered Arrow Eagle, he suddenly heard a cry of surprise.    

    

Chen Yu turned his head and saw a warrior running around the hill looking in his direction with a surprised and complicated expression on his face.    

    

The martial artist was around 24 or 25 years old. He had a thin and long build, a slightly black complexion, and an extremely unremarkable appearance.    

    

However, Chen Yu was slightly startled when he saw this person. He then jumped down from the hill and walked towards the warrior.    

    

The warrior was clearly a bit nervous. He gripped his long and narrow saber and shouted, "Escape from this place first!"    

    

Chen Yu ignored him and continued to rush towards the warrior.