Supremacy Starts With The Mysterious System

Around the ancient palace, eighteen stone walls were floating in the air. Each of them was engraved with eighteen supreme techniques. They were created by Evil Sovereign and possessed boundless power.    

    

Each of these supreme techniques was extensive and profound. To them, they were all supreme treasures.    

    

Therefore, there was no friction during the process of selecting the supreme techniques. Every ginseng had limited time to comprehend and they didn't want to waste their time on fighting.    

    

Soon, everyone sat upright in front of a stone wall. They were fully concentrated, and their gazes were fixed on the stone wall in front of them.    

    

The words written on each stone wall were very small, and they danced like symbols. It gave people the feeling that the stone wall and the absolute art itself possessed life.    

    

These eighteen secret techniques were the result of their painstaking efforts. Any one of them could shake the entire State of Zhao.    

    

The secret technique that Han Feng chose was a Devil Dao secret technique called the Sky Splitting Devil Fist. When a fist was thrown out, it could move the nine heavens.    

    

His eyes fell on the stone wall. The Magic Eyes was deep and immeasurable, as if there was a terrifying devil light shooting out from it.    

    

"So terrifying!" On the stone wall, the runes seemed to have transformed into numerous Crazy Devil. Each Crazy Devil was incomparably powerful. A casual strike from them seemed to be able to split open the heavens and earth.    

    

Han Feng's mind was immersed in the stone wall. He saw the scene of the Crazy Devil dancing in unison. This Sky Splitting Devil Fist was the fist of the Crazy Devil. A Crazy Devil's combat strength was already very terrifying. Thousands of Crazy Devils were howling at the same time. The heaven and earth were going to collapse and shatter.    

    

The soul force was unleashed, covering Han Feng's surroundings. If anyone approached him, he would immediately notice them. His consciousness created a dream, and in the dream world, he comprehended the Sky Splitting Devil Fist.    

    

In this dream world, Han Feng's devil fist blasted forward, causing cracks to appear in the space. Boundless devil Qi whistled and enveloped the entire world, as if this was a world of devils.    

    

After Han Feng broke through to the Genuine Martial Stage, the dream world became even more solid. However, under Han Feng's punch, cracks still appeared, as if the space couldn't withstand this attack, and was about to collapse at any moment.    

    

This Sky Splitting Devil Fist was obviously more than a level stronger than his Devil Devouring Dragon Seal, and it couldn't even be compared to a spirit grade martial skill.    

    

In Han Feng's opinion, this ultimate skill was very likely to be a Profund Rank Martial Technique above the spirit rank, or even a Heavenly Earth Rank martial skill. This ultimate skill meant that once one cultivated it to the extreme, they would be invincible in the same realm.    

    

In the outside world, Han Feng's body was emitting a majestic devil Qi. It continuously vibrated out, and like a devil cloud, it spiraled above the ancient cauldron, causing the flame to dim a little, as if it was covered by a devil cloud.    

    

"This little fellow has a secret on him, and it's very mysterious. Even I can't see through it." Evil Sovereign looked at Han Feng's violent movement and whispered. A look of disbelief flashed across his eyes.    

    

Furthermore, the Devil Technique that Han Feng was cultivating seemed to be extraordinary. In a small place like State of Zhao, there shouldn't be such a powerful cultivation technique.    

    

Evil Sovereign had lived for thousands of years. After his death, his divine soul had lived for another thousand years. He was knowledgeable and knowledgeable, but he couldn't figure out what kind of cultivation technique Han Feng was cultivating.    

    

"This young man looks like a human." Evil Sovereign seemed to have thought of something. Han Feng's appearance made him feel somewhat familiar. It seemed like he had seen him a thousand years ago.    

    

This sounded very absurd. A young man in his teens actually made a thousand-year-old monster feel as if he had seen him a thousand years ago, as if he had seen him a thousand years ago.    

    

"It's him!" Evil Sovereign's heart trembled. A thousand years ago, when he was still alive, he had seen a statue. It was carved with a peerless Sword Sovereign, the Sword Dao Supreme Being. It had once slashed open the heavens and earth with its sword.    

    

Even when he was at his peak, he still had incomparable respect for that Sword Sovereign. Just its charm alone contained a terrifying sword intent.    

    

Han Feng's appearance was similar to that Sword Sovereign, as if he was a young Sword Sovereign.    

    

"That Sword Sovereign seems to be a devil cultivator as well." Evil Sovereign muttered to himself. He realized that he couldn't see through it anymore.    

    

"No matter what, this young man is still the one who has the highest chance of inheriting my legacy. Don't let me down. " Evil Sovereign had high hopes for Han Feng. Therefore, even though Han Feng was wild and unruly in some areas... He didn't mean to blame either.    

    

Waves of violent devil Qi continued to surge out from Han Feng's body. Some of them could feel that something was wrong. They slightly opened their eyes to take a look, and couldn't help but feel shocked. The cultivation technique that Han Feng was cultivating... It was so shocking. It was so much stronger than the cultivation technique they were cultivating. No wonder he could easily jump ranks to challenge them.    

    

Everyone was also immersed in the cultivation of the supreme technique. Lu Haocang had chosen a palm technique. When he attacked, it was like a flying cloud. It required a very high compatibility with nature. Otherwise, it would be difficult for him to exert all of his power.    

    

Such a supreme technique wasn't very suitable for Lu Haocang, but he still tried his best to comprehend it. Even if he couldn't comprehend it, he would engrave it deeply in his mind so that he could cultivate it in the future.    

    

The stone wall in front of Situ Cang was engraved with a supreme art of movement. After cultivating it, it could float like a dragon and roam the sky.    

    

In order to protect himself from being disturbed, Situ Cang used the will of illusion to wrap himself up. Anyone who wanted to attack him would instantly enter the illusion realm.    

    

Raging flames were unleashed from Chen Han's body. Boundless golden light was circulating crazily on his body, causing dazzling light to float above his head. He looked like a blazing immortal.    

    

The ultimate art he cultivated matched perfectly with his cultivation technique. The two of them complemented each other, pushing his Power of Fire to a higher level. At this moment, his entire body was emitting an incomparably hot aura, as if he was going to transform into a scorching sun.    

    

Although it was only the beginning, the might of this absolute art had already begun to show itself.    

    

The absolute art that Lin Shuang was cultivating was not as dazzling as Chen Han's, but it could make the strength of the Vital Energy become even stronger. Its cultivation speed would increase rapidly, allowing it to advance to the next realm even faster.    

    

In front of a stone wall, sword qi sliced through the air. It was as if there was a murderous storm of sword qi entwining a young man's body. The boundless sword qi made it impossible for anyone to approach.    

    

The will of the Sword Dao of this young man showed signs of breaking through. He wanted to break through from the Level Four to the Level Five.    

    

This young man's talent was really terrifying.    

    

Nine Saints Sword Sect, Zhang Xiuyuan.    

    

Many people thought that when Zhang Xiuyuan grew up one day, his sword would be very terrifying. It would be very difficult to defeat him in the same realm!    

    

What he cultivated was a supreme sword technique, the Nine Swords of Soaring Heavens. The power of one sword was greater than one sword. With the addition of the nine swords, its power could soar to the nine heavens.    

    

Zhang Xiuyuan's sword aura was also surging more and more. It was as if he wanted to transform his body into a sword. His power was the power of the sword.    

    

However, Guo Yann was not in a hurry to cultivate the absolute art. In his opinion, it was impossible to cultivate the rudiments within five days. Therefore, he just memorized the contents of the absolute art without missing a single word.    

    

Even so, it took him a day to engrave the contents of the absolute art in his mind.    

    

Martial artists had a good memory, and the higher their cultivation, the better. To a Genuine Martial Stage, the memory of a martial artist was also better. It was not difficult to have a photographic memory. However, the content of this absolute art was extremely profound, and the runes were ever-changing. It took him quite a bit of effort to memorize it.    

    

Following this, he didn't sit in front of the stone wall, but instead stood up and walked to another stone wall. He began to engrave the contents of this stone wall's absolute art.    

    

Evil Sovereign squinted his eyes when he saw this scene. This Guo Yann had actually found the loophole in his words.    

    

What Evil Sovereign had said before was that each person would choose an absolute art to cultivate. However, he didn't say that they could only choose one. This meant that if they had sufficient talent, they could choose multiple absolute arts.    

    

Guo Yann had seized this loophole, forcefully memorizing one absolute art and then cultivating another. If he were to cultivate one absolute art every day, he would be able to memorize five absolute arts within these five days.    

    

To him, this was an inestimable amount of wealth.    

    

Quite a number of people sensed Guo Yann's actions and could not help but think that he was smart. Immediately, some people increased the speed of memorizing the absolute art in front of them and prepared to imitate Guo Yann's actions.    

    

Soon, another person stood up, restrained his aura, and walked towards another stone wall.    

    

A few hours later, Wang Lang also stood up with a fierce look in his eyes, and walked towards the next stone wall.    

    

Two days passed in the blink of an eye, and someone was still sitting there. They were trying to comprehend an ultimate art, trying to comprehend about twenty percent of it within two days. They believed that since Evil Sovereign had asked them to learn it, even if the ultimate art was profound... At least, they would be able to learn it.    

    

There were also some who had already started memorizing the other techniques. Guo Yann had already started memorizing the third technique. He had branded the symbols on his ancient cauldron, making the ancient cauldron that he had condensed look even more ancient and mysterious.    

    

Fortunately, they didn't disturb the cultivation of others. To these eighteen people, time was extremely precious, and they wouldn't waste their time on fighting.    

    

Evil Sovereign had seen both of these methods, but he didn't stop any of them. Instead, he let them cultivate on their own. As for which method was better, it would depend on their innate talent.    

    

Situ Cang's figure also moved. Initially, he wanted to meditate and comprehend one of them. However, when he saw that everyone was constantly memorizing an ultimate technique, his heart trembled slightly. After that, he looked back at the skills he had learnt and stepped into the next stone wall.    

    

Xia Tianfan didn't move. He was immersed in the cultivation of the secret art. He only felt that there were endless mysteries that he couldn't understand at all. Even some of the old seniors of the Xia Family didn't need to spend ten years or even dozens of years. They were utterly incapable of grasping the superficial knowledge of this sect. It was already sufficient for him to cultivate for who knew how many years, and there was utterly no need for him to remember so many of them.    

    

Lin Shuang's eyes suddenly opened. When she saw that Han Feng was still sitting there, she calmed her heart and continued to comprehend the absolute art in front of her.    

    

Han Feng was completely immersed in the cultivation of the Sky Splitting Devil Fist. Two days had passed. He had thrown out countless punches in his dream. It felt like the heaven and earth were going to collapse. He was only using the Devil Dao's will to attack. If he merged the other wills into it... He was afraid that his dream world would shatter in an instant.    

    

He knew about the changes in the outside world, but to him... A single Sky Splitting Devil Fist could allow him to increase his strength in the shortest amount of time possible. By now, he could comprehend about twenty percent of it. Killing a Minor Genuine Martial Stage Level Three with a single punch was no longer a problem for him.    

    

In his opinion, the pulsing of the symbols on the stone wall would be a great help to their comprehension. If they left the stone wall, the difficulty of their cultivation would be ten times higher.    

    

Each of them had their own choice. Five days, in the blink of an eye...