Supremacy Starts With The Mysterious System

The door of the ancient palace trembled slightly. A distant sound was slowly emitted. Everyone's heart immediately lifted. Their eyes stared intently at the door of the ancient palace.    

Finally, under everyone's fierce and fierce gazes, the ancient palace's door slowly opened. Light shone in, allowing everyone to clearly see what was happening inside the ancient palace.    

It seemed to be very spacious?    

This ancient palace that was a thousand feet tall and covered several miles was actually empty?    

"Impossible, there must be some kind of secret treasure hidden in the darkness that was not illuminated by the light." Everyone thought in their hearts.    

They didn't know when this ancient palace had existed here, but there had been people who went in a few years ago, and there were also people who went in and never came out again. However, this didn't affect the people behind them who wanted to go in one after another.    

As for what those who came out obtained, no one knew. However, what everyone knew was that those who came out from the ancient palace all obtained dazzling accomplishments in the following few years.    

This made everyone even more certain that even if they didn't obtain any inheritances, they still obtained some incredible treasures.    

Boom!    

The large doors of the ancient palace finally stopped. Dust flew into the sky and the space seemed to be quiet for a moment. Immediately, thousands of figures rushed out and headed deep into the ancient palace.    

The group from the Falling Pavilion also rushed out. Cui Ming followed closely behind Lu Haocang. He still had an uneasy feeling in his heart. He did not know where this feeling came from, but he felt even more uneasy.    

However, the instant he stepped into the door of the ancient palace, Cui Ming's storage ring suddenly exploded. A dazzling sword light flashed and cut off the finger of Cui Ming who was wearing the storage ring.    

"What's going on?" The people of Falling Pavilion were shocked. They thought that they had triggered a mechanism the moment they stepped into the ancient palace.    

However, when they regained their senses, they saw a young man in white clothes. A terrifying devil intent was emanating from his body.    

Cui Ming quickly stopped the bleeding on his broken finger and endured the intense pain. However, when his eyes met Han Feng's, his pupils dilated, and his mouth was wide open. He was so shocked that he couldn't speak.    

"Who is he?" Cui Ming was in shock, but Lu Haocang was very calm. He coldly glanced at Han Feng. He was a Genuine Martial Stage Level One, and in this desolate land... It was not eye-catching, and it was even a slightly weak existence. Why was such a weak existence in Cui Ming's storage ring?    

"The person who snatched the Xuanwu Fruit from me earlier." Cui Ming quickly came back to his senses and replied after hearing Lu Haocang's question.    

"Finish him off, then follow me." Lu Haocang's figure once again rushed out after uttering those words. Clearly, a character like Han Feng was not worth him staying for too long. He believed that Cui Ming would be able to finish him off perfectly.    

"Senior Lu!" Cui Ming shouted. He wanted Lu Haocang to stay behind. However, why would Lu Haocang care about him? Every second after entering the ancient palace was precious, even though Cui Ming had broken his finger. Instead, he blamed this trash for wasting his time.    

A moment later, all the god 's favored figures of Falling Pavilion disappeared into the darkness. Only Han Feng and Cui Ming were left in this place.    

"You are still alive!" Cui Ming, who had recovered from his shock, looked at Han Feng fiercely and said in a cold tone.    

"You are still alive and well, how could I die?" Han Feng took a step forward. The devil aura was even stronger than before. Boundless devil Qi rolled towards Cui Ming.    

"Get lost!" Cui Ming shouted loudly. His will of strength was also unleashed. The will of a Level Four was incomparably domineering, and it carried an absolutely crushing manner. It immediately dispersed Han Feng's surging devil Qi.    

"Where's the Tower of Holding the Heaven?" Cui Ming asked coldly. His storage ring had been shattered. Most of the things inside had entered Han Feng's pocket, right? The rest of the things were fine, but the Tower of Holding the Heaven had to be taken back. This was the spirit weapon that his master had lent him, after the Wilderness Trials... He still had to return it.    

"It's broken. If you want it, I can help you pack it up." Han Feng said with a smile, causing Cui Ming's eyes to freeze on the spot. A high-grade spirit artifact Tower of Holding the Heaven, broken?    

Han Feng broke out of the pagoda?    

Previously, Cui Ming had thought that Han Feng had found a mechanism within the Tower of Holding the Heaven, which was why he had left. He had never thought that Han Feng actually possessed the power to break open the Tower of Holding the Heaven. Just how many secrets was hidden within this kid's body?    

"Since the Tower of Holding the Heaven is destroyed, I will use your life to pay for it." Cui Ming sighed lightly. Now that things had come to this, he could only bring Han Feng's corpse back to report to his master.    

"Do you think you can defeat me?" Han Feng smiled contemptuously. In the previous battle, Cui Ming and his group had fought him. They had been unable to win, but in the end, they had to use a spirit artifact like the Tower of Holding the Heaven to suppress him. Now, he was alone, could he still deal with him?    

"It's the Xuanwu Fruit." This thought suddenly flashed across Han Feng's heart. Immediately, he nodded his head secretly. It should be the Xuanwu Fruit that had increased Cui Ming's martial will. It had also given him great confidence.    

"Although it has only been two days, I will let you see that I am different." Cui Ming smiled confidently, and took a step forward. The will of the force turned into a storm and swept out with a rumbling sound. Wherever it passed... It was as if the space itself was going to be shattered.    

"Loser defeated." Han Feng spat out the four-word cold voice. Although Cui Ming had changed a lot in the past two days, had Han Feng not changed at all?    

At this moment, the Devil Sword had returned to his body, and he was holding it in his hand. It was still the Azure Astral Sword. Facing the storm formed by the martial will, he waved his palm, and a sharp sword light slashed out. Surging demonic Qi lingered on the sword light, penetrating through the terrifying storm. It was aimed at Cui Ming.    

"Chaotic Monument Palm!" Cui Ming's palm trembled, and an ancient palm print turned into an ancient stone tablet and attacked. It was like a stone tablet that was sealed in ancient times, and it carried a terrifying power.    

The ancient stone tablet descended with a loud bang, crushing Han Feng's sword light. Immediately, Cui Ming struck out two more terrifying palm prints, which turned into an ancient stone tablet and smashed towards Han Feng.    

The Han Feng's Sword changed in an instant. It was as if it had transformed into a blood sword. The bright red sword beam cut through the air and struck the ancient stone tablet. In an instant, the stone tablet was shattered. After that, Han Feng's figure flickered and appeared. He instantly appeared in front of Cui Ming and slashed down with his sword.    

Cui Ming's reaction was extremely fast. At this moment, both of his palms seemed to have turned into an ancient stone monument. He struck out furiously. Boundless force and will rolled violently. It caused the stone monument to condense an incomparably powerful force, and collided with Han Feng's blood sword. It made his hand numb, and it felt as if the blood sword was about to leave his hand.    

Upon seeing this, Han Feng leapt backwards. At the same time, he struck out with his Devil Palm Print. The rolling devil dragons roared in the sky and earth, causing endless devil Qi to surge out. Under the suppression of the devil seal, Cui Ming's Chaotic Monument Palm seemed like a skeleton that was about to break apart.    

"Heaven defying, Devil Technique!" Han Feng shouted in a low voice, and then his body rolled out once again. The demonic intent in his eyes was incomparably strong, and he clenched his left palm down. The huge palm print seemed to be able to turn the space into powder. The surging Devil Will wanted to turn Cui Ming into a devil.    

"Hmm?" Cui Ming's eyes went blank when he saw Han Feng's Magic Eyes. A devil flame rose in his heart, as if the soul of a peerless devil lord was attached to his body, wanting to turn him into a devil.    

In just half a breath's time, Cui Ming regained his senses. However, the huge Devil Palm Print had already arrived. Cui Ming waved his palm, and the ancient stone monument seemed to have a force of ten thousand jin, causing the palm print to disperse.    

However, Cui Ming, who was rushing to meet the enemy, still felt a tightness in his chest. He took a few steps back, and a trace of blood leaked out from the corner of his mouth.    

"His eyes are so terrifying." Cui Ming's mind was still a little unstable. If it wasn't for the fact that his realm was higher than Han Feng's, he was afraid that those who were at the same realm as him would have died under Han Feng's gaze.    

This kid's sword intent was monstrous, and his devil intent was even more terrifying!    

"You will die today!" Cui Ming cursed as he struck out with his palm. In an instant, dozens of stone tablets appeared in this spatial zone. Countless talisman symbols flickered on these stone tablets. Cui Ming formed seals with his hands. The dozens of stone tablets smashed down crazily at Han Feng.    

"The will of strength has broken through to the Level Four, but your strength... ___ said." Han Feng slashed at a stone tablet. The sword Qi was filled with endless devil intent. It pierced through the stone tablet, and even broke the stone tablet behind it.    

Han Feng slashed again. This time, besides Devil Will, there were also flames in the sword Qi. The Devil Dao's will and the flame's will merged together, turning into a stone tablet that could burn everything. The terrifying heat even melted the stone tablet.    

"Nirvana!" Han Feng shouted and slashed again. In an instant, all the stone tablets in front of Cui Ming vanished. Even the stone tablet would be destroyed and destroyed by the power of the Nirvana Intent.    

"His will hasn't changed, so why is his combat strength so much stronger?" Cui Ming was extremely shocked. His previous attack... He had the strength to fight Lu Haocang, but Han Feng was able to destroy him with ease.    

"It's the Devil Technique!" Cui Ming finally reacted. The demonic sound coming from Han Feng's body had become much stronger. The overbearing power of the Devil Technique supported him, allowing him to fuse all of his martial will together. He unleashed a power that surpassed his original strength.    

Han Feng's Devil Technique had completed a transformation in his storage ring or Tower of Holding the Heaven.    

Thinking of this, Cui Ming's expression became even colder. He frantically formed seals with his hands, and then his body flickered as he charged at Han Feng.    

Han Feng's expression became serious. What was Cui Ming trying to do?    

Just as Cui Ming was about to touch Han Feng, his body suddenly turned into an ancient stone tablet. Boundless talisman light circulated and sparkled on the surface of the stone tablet, causing the power of the stone tablet to be incomparably terrifying.    

Under the effect of the will of force, the weight of this stone monument definitely exceeded ten thousand jin.    

"Even if you transform into a stone tablet, your essence is still that of a human. It is a body of flesh and blood. I will use your blood as a sacrifice to my sword. " On the Han Feng's Sword, there was a devil flame burning, and there was also the aura of Famine surging. His sword slashed out explosively towards the stone tablet.    

Kacha!    

The stone tablet was split into two pieces. A large amount of fresh blood gushed out from the stone tablet and splattered onto the ground...