Chaos Heaven-Dominating Technique

BOOM...

The Husky dragged Shen Haoran across the hall’s stone floor for several hundred meters before finally coming to a stop. Shen Haoran’s clothes were torn to shreds, and the skin on his back was scraped raw and red. If not for his formidable physical resilience, his back would have been a bloody mess.

The Martial Artists in the hall stared in terror at Shen Haoran and the other three, who had been defeated in an instant. The Demon King Husky was simply too powerful; Shen Haoran’s group was not even in the same league. The four of them combined might have been able to dominate at the Spirit Aspect Tier, but against a Spirit Emperor Powerhouse, they stood no chance and were instantly crushed. The chasm between the Spirit Aspect and Spirit Emperor Tiers was simply insurmountable.

The Husky pinned Shen Haoran to the ground, its lips curling into a hideous grin. It sneered, "Brat, you were pretty full of yourself just now, weren’t you? Get up if you can! Why don’t you try showing off again?"

Pinned by the Husky’s paws, Shen Haoran glared at the beast’s savage face, struggling to break free from its hold. But the force coming from its paws was so immense that he couldn’t move an inch. The gap in their strength was simply too vast to be overcome by any other means.

’Dammit!’ Shen Haoran cursed inwardly. ’I really overdid it this time. I can’t handle a Spirit Emperor Level powerhouse on my own. I only managed to kill that world-destroying Hou back at the Five Elements Sect because Elder Yan helped me. But Elder Yan is still in a deep sleep. There’s no one who can help me now.’

RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE... Just as Shen Haoran was feeling the situation was dire, he felt a series of rumbles above his head as a wave of violent Spiritual Power washed over him. He glanced ahead out of the corner of his eye and saw, not far from him, a dark pit continuously spewing forth furious Spiritual Power. This pit had appeared after the high platform shattered; it was where the Earth Spirit Profound Nether was sealed.

Feeling that violent Spiritual Power, an idea immediately formed in Shen Haoran’s mind, and a crazed look flashed in his eyes.

"Brat, you’re at death’s door. What tricks are you trying to pull now?" The Husky seemed to sense the crazed look in Shen Haoran’s eyes. It frowned and asked coldly.

Hearing this, a strange smile crept onto Shen Haoran’s lips. He said lightly, "Why don’t you guess?" With that, Shen Haoran suddenly roared, "Changmao, now!"

The moment Shen Haoran’s voice fell, a huge black shadow abruptly appeared beside the Husky. Like a living cannonball, it slammed directly into the Husky’s back. The sudden attack caught the Husky completely off guard. It was sent flying, still holding onto Shen Haoran, and they both plummeted toward the dark pit.

When the Husky realized it was falling into the dark pit, its expression changed drastically. The pit contained extremely violent Spiritual Power. Even it wouldn’t dare to enter—once inside, it would be instantly torn to shreds by that furious energy!

"Brat, are you trying to take me down with you? If you want to die, don’t drag me along!" the Husky roared. It forcefully halted its descent in mid-air. As a Spirit Emperor Powerhouse, it possessed the ability of the Sky-Soaring Void Step. But just as the Husky stopped itself, Changmao appeared above it again, stomping all four hooves directly onto its back and kicking it down into the pit.

Watching Shen Haoran and the Husky fall, Changmao flickered, transforming into a streak of black light and catching up to Shen Haoran.

BOOM!

As Shen Haoran and the Husky plunged into the pit, the once-calm abyss erupted with a brilliant, earthy-yellow light. A terrifying Energy storm instantly burst forth, and a powerful suction exploded from the pit’s depths. The entire hall began to disintegrate, its countless fragments swept into the abyss. The moment the rubble fell into the pit, it was instantly pulverized by the violent Spiritual Power, turning into fine dust...

Inside the hall, the surviving Martial Artists clung desperately to nearby boulders, trying to avoid being sucked into the terrifying abyss. They had seen the rubble get pulverized; if they were dragged into that pit, they probably wouldn’t last a second!

WHOOSH... WHOOSH...

The violent gales raged for a full hour before finally subsiding. Everyone let out a heavy sigh of relief and turned to look at the pit. An earthy-yellow pillar of light, formed from Spiritual Power, now shot straight into the sky. A storm of Spiritual Power still raged around the pillar, with debris swirling about it, refusing to fall.

"What... what in the world just happened?" Staring at the scene, the crowd couldn’t quite process it. Shen Haoran had dragged the Demon King Husky into the pit, triggering this massive commotion.

"Did Shen Haoran take the Demon King Husky down with him?" the crowd murmured, gazing at the sky-piercing yellow pillar. That terrifying storm of Spiritual Power would have likely shredded even a Spirit Emperor Powerhouse in an instant. Shen Haoran had actually dragged the Demon King Husky to their mutual destruction!

"Brother Haoran!" Murong Wanqing’s eyes were bloodshot as she stared at the pillar of light. Tears streamed down her exquisite face. If Xu Hao hadn’t been holding her back, she would have rushed forward.

At that moment, Jian Wushuang, Xue Shitian, and Wuqing crawled out from under the rubble. They dragged their battered bodies forward, staring at the distant pillar of light in silence.

"We all underestimated Shen Haoran," Jian Wushuang said quietly, walking over to Xue Shitian and Wuqing.

Hearing this, Wuqing and Xue Shitian remained silent, their thoughts unreadable. Their gazes, however, repeatedly drifted toward the earthy-yellow pillar of light.

"Let’s go. After something like this, I think the Secret Realm Guardian owes us an explanation!" Xue Shitian’s eyes narrowed. He turned to leave. "Hundreds of genius disciples from the Northern Domain entered this Secret Realm, and now only a dozen or so are left alive. This is a massive loss, not just for the Sects, but for the entire Northern Domain!"

"Sigh..." Jian Wushuang and Wuqing let out a long sigh. They both bowed deeply toward the earthy-yellow pillar of light. Shen Haoran’s selfless spirit had earned their deep admiration.

The great hall was gone. The survivors all sighed, shaking their heads in sorrow. This was supposed to be a trial, but it had ended in disaster. They hadn’t obtained the Saint Emperor Sect’s inheritance, and many lives had been lost. Although everyone knew the Earth Spirit Profound Nether was sealed in that pit, the Spiritual Power was so violent that even a Spirit Emperor Powerhouse likely couldn’t enter. They had no choice but to give up. Their only option now was to report what happened to the Secret Realm’s Guardian; perhaps they would still get some kind of reward.

The atmosphere in the square was heavy and oppressive. Everyone lowered their heads, preparing to leave this place of tragedy together. But just then, the Spiritual Power storm, which had died down, suddenly began to rage again. A figure shot out from the earthy-yellow pillar of light and crashed like a meteor right in front of them.

"The Demon King Husky!"

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