Chaos Heaven-Dominating Technique

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In the clearing, Shen Haoran and the Demon King clashed once more. A formidable blast of Powerful Qi erupted from the two of them, spreading out rapidly. The ground cracked and shattered stones flew wherever it passed. Both had brought out their strongest abilities; Shen Haoran had even directly used the Heaven-Dominating Tribulation with his newly fused Spirit Seed. His power had now reached the Spirit Aspect Tier!

The powerful recoil from their collision threw them apart again, their feet scraping across the ground for dozens of meters before they managed to stop.

HUFF... HUFF... Shen Haoran and the Demon King Husky panted heavily, the intense battle having consumed too much of their stamina.

The Demon King Husky stared grimly at Shen Haoran, the venom in his eyes practically bursting forth. His body was now covered in Shen Haoran’s Fist Seals, and dark blood flowed unceasingly from them. The intense pain made the corners of his mouth twitch periodically. Not only had Shen Haoran’s attacks, which utilized the Heaven and Earth Spirits, suppressed his power, but the wounds they inflicted couldn’t heal. That was what tormented him the most.

At the same time, a flicker of terror—something he had never felt before—arose in the Demon King Husky’s heart. He could clearly feel his Life Force draining away, a sensation completely foreign to him. ’Shen Haoran must have used some Secret Technique,’ he thought. ’His power has surged, and even I can’t suppress him. I planned to wait for the technique’s duration to end and kill him during the resulting period of weakness. But after using this Secret Technique, he shows no signs of exhaustion at all! In fact, he’s only getting more ferocious. I’m the one being suppressed!’

He was right. Shen Haoran’s body was in a state of extreme exhilaration. This was his first battle since awakening his Chaos Divine Body, and having an opponent as strong as the Demon King Husky let him fight to his heart’s content. He could feel every muscle and every cell in his body thrumming, an endless stream of power erupting from within, making him want to throw his head back and roar at the sky.

"This is a blast! But man, this guy’s tough. I’ve hit him so many times, and he’s still got this much energy!" Shen Haoran said, clicking his tongue as he looked at the Demon King Husky.

"Stop playing around," Elder Yan’s grave voice urged in Shen Haoran’s mind. "Finish him off quickly. The longer this takes, the more can go wrong."

Although he didn’t know why Elder Yan was in such a hurry, Shen Haoran nodded. A moment later, however, a troubled look crossed his face. "Elder Yan, he might not be my match right now, but killing him won’t be easy. I don’t think I can finish him off with just my fists."

Shen Haoran was telling the truth. The Demon King Husky was a Spirit Emperor Powerhouse, after all—an emperor among cultivators. He wouldn’t be so easily slain.

Hearing this, Elder Yan fell silent. A moment later, a flash of black light shot past Shen Haoran’s eyes. By the time he could react, he saw an exquisitely crafted longsword embedded in the ground before him.

"This... this is..." Shen Haoran stared at the familiar longsword in surprise. ’Isn’t this the Soul-devouring Sword, the Semi-Divine Artifact I got back in Celestial Martial City? How does Elder Yan have it?’

"When you absorbed and refined the Fire Spirit Black Obsidian, this Soul-devouring Sword became your very bones and saved your life," Elder Yan explained. "Then, a few days ago, when you were refining the Earth Spirit Profound Nether, your body was reshaped. The Earth Spirit Profound Nether rejects attributes foreign to its own origin, so the Soul-devouring Sword was expelled from your body. I collected it for you. I didn’t expect it would come in so handy now!"

"But even though the Soul-devouring Sword’s materials are Divine Artifact Level, with my current Energy, I doubt I can unleash much of its true power. At best, I could probably use it at the level of a Top Grade Spiritual Artifact, but a Top Grade Spiritual Artifact won’t do much damage to the Demon King, will it?" Shen Haoran frowned, staring at the Soul-devouring Sword.

"You underestimate this Soul-devouring Sword. After being tempered by the Fire Spirit Black Obsidian and reshaped by the Earth Spirit Profound Nether, even if it hasn’t reached the Divine Artifact Level, it should be at the level of a Quasi-Sacred Artifact. With your Fusion Power, there shouldn’t be a problem!" Elder Yan chuckled.

Hearing this, Shen Haoran’s eyes lit up. A Quasi-Sacred Artifact! ’It might only be half a level higher than a Top Grade Spiritual Artifact, but they’re in completely different leagues,’ he thought. ’Anything with the word "Sacred" in its name is not to be underestimated.’

Shen Haoran reached out and gripped the Soul-devouring Sword. Having been nurtured within his body for three years, the sword now felt like a natural extension of his arm. Wielding it was effortless, as if he were simply moving his own limb, and a powerful sense of familiarity flowed into him from its hilt.

"’It’s just as I expected!’ Shen Haoran was overjoyed by the familiar feeling from the Soul-devouring Sword in his hand. His gaze shifted to the Demon King Husky, a cold smirk spreading across his face.

"Now let’s see how you handle this!" Shen Haoran grunted. With a few elegant flourishes of the Soul-devouring Sword, his figure flickered and he shot toward the Demon King Husky.

...

Meanwhile, at the exit of the Secret Realm, Xue Shitian and Jian Wushuang had gathered together. They were striking a massive Ancient Bell in unison, sending a message outside the Secret Realm.

Outside the Secret Realm, the Elders of the various Sects kept watch in the square, talking amongst themselves as they waited for their disciples to complete the trial.

DONG... DONG... But suddenly, the deep, resonant chimes of a bell rang out in the square, instantly spreading throughout the entire Desert Ancient City.

"Is that the toll of the Donghuang Bell? Has something gone wrong inside the Secret Realm?" Upon hearing the deep, resonant chimes, every Elder in the square stopped what they were doing. They frowned, their gazes fixed on the entrance to the Secret Realm.

At that moment, the space at the entrance to the Secret Realm distorted, and an aged figure suddenly appeared. It was none other than the Guardian of the Secret Realm, Wan Fa Ancestor!

"There’s been an incident in the Secret Realm! You will all follow me inside!" Without any further explanation, Wan Fa Ancestor took a single step and was the first to cross into the Secret Realm.

When the Elders heard there was an incident in the Secret Realm, their expressions turned grim. The ones inside were the top geniuses of their Sects—their future, their next generation of leaders. If any of them were to meet their end in there, the blow to their respective Sects would be immense!

At this thought, the Elders, Sect Leaders, and others dared not hesitate for even a moment. With a leap, they all followed Elder Wan Fa into the Secret Realm...

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