Supreme Divine 2

by Aixia Deyu

  As for Fei Meng, he looked as if he was about to die. It was obviously just a show of force, but he didn't expect it to be even more unsightly than the other party's.

  After they left, only Han Chen and Ruo Ying remained on the sixth floor. But the latter did not have any intention to stay, and even if she were to stay here, Han Chen would not be able to hear anything. After giving him a complicated look, Ruo Ying left as well.

  Even though Han Chen's eyes were in complete darkness, it did not affect the surrounding dense spirit energy or the stimulation. In other words, Han Chen could similarly cultivate within them.

  He immediately sat down cross-legged and began recuperating as he entered a state of cultivation.

  The quiet sixth floor descended into a stifling silence. A soft sigh could be heard. Under the dim light, the fifth elder's skinny body could be seen.

  "This child is a martial cultivation, and also a Psionic Magician in the initial stages. Compared to the Huayun City, he is much more outstanding. After a few days, I will take him as my direct disciple, isn't that wonderful! "

  Time quickly passed and the Spirit Gathering Tower was filled with new groups of people. However, there were very few who were able to reach the sixth level.

  At this time, Han Chen was in a delicate state, as if he had merged into his sea of consciousness. When his spiritual force touched every corner of his sea of consciousness, he could feel the changes occurring in every part of his sea of consciousness.

  "Is he about to break through?" Han Chen thought.

  Buzz! Buzz! At this moment, the calm surface of the sea suddenly became restless. It was as if the high tide had set off layer after layer of water splashes. Han Chen was silent within as he earnestly tried to comprehend the growth of his mental strength.

  After an unknown period of time, Han Chen's sea of consciousness gradually calmed down. Streams of golden, sacred light surged up from the ocean's surface. Han Chen was pleasantly surprised to find that his mental strength was at least several times stronger than it was a few days ago.

  "Middle stage." Han Chen was ecstatic, of course he knew, the reason why he improved so quickly was because of Qiao Feiyan's 4 drops of Dragon's Saliva.

  Han Chen withdrew his consciousness from his sea of consciousness. Just as he was about to wake up. An intense wave of energy fluctuations surged from the inside of his body.

  "No way!" Two breakthroughs at the same time? "

  Han Chen suppressed the joy in his heart, and immediately pulled the Martial Spirit Qi in his body to flow through his entire body. Wave after wave of powerful aura spread out from his body. If one were to observe from the outside, they would see that Han Chen's body was surrounded by a faint golden brilliance.

  "Break!" Han Chen secretly shouted, and everything went smoothly as if it was natural. His eyes suddenly opened and the golden light around his body disappeared like a whale sucking water.

  At that moment, Han Chen's aura seemed to have undergone a qualitative change. He waved his hand, and a condensed light aura immediately shot out. The release of martial spirit energy, a symbol of mastery.

  "We have finally reached the mastery." The corner of Han Chen's mouth raised into a satisfied smile, he had the confidence that if he met Deng Ling again, he could easily defeat him.

  "Wait, how many days has it been?" Han Chen's heart froze, but he realized that the scenery in front of him had already returned to the environment of the sixth floor. Under the dim light, he was the only person left in the empty space.

  "Has it been seven days?"

  After thinking about it for a while, Han Chen felt that the time limit had already been reached. Otherwise, what would appear in front of his eyes would have been endless darkness. Han Chen stood up from the ground, patted his hands, and quickly walked up the stairs.

  After exiting the Spirit Gathering Tower, the magnificent sunlight was exceptionally dazzling. The breeze that blew in his face was like a soft gauze that brushed against his cheeks. Han Chen raised his head, and let out a light sigh of relief. He took a deep stretch and headed towards his residence.

  "It's been so long since we last met, that Ming Ruo girl should be worried by now." The moment Han Chen stepped into the courtyard, a furry black ball rushed towards him. "Yiyayaya!"

  Who else could it be other than Blacky? He opened his big round eyes and was filled wituman-like flattery and joy.

  "Big brother, you're back." Then, a soft and delicate body jumped into Han Chen's embrace. This was not only that, even Thunder Elemental Lion Whitey who was in the room excitedly ran out to welcome her.

  "Hehe, that's enough, Ming Ruo, I am about to be strangled to death by you." Han Chen gently caressed the other party's head and laughed.

  "Hmph, big brother, you're lying." Ming Ruo pouted, her beautiful eyes feigning anger. "You said that you would return in seven days, and it's already been ten days."

  "Ten days? "That long?" Han Chen was startled. He had thought that the time should have passed a little more than three days, but he had not expected it to be more than three days. Then, he pinched Ming Ruo's cute little face: It's my brother's fault. How's your learning with Elder Mu these past few days?

  "Master gave me a break a few days ago. He said that the day for the Spiritual Martial Force fight was almost here and that he would be rather busy these days."

  Chapter 168 - Spiritual Martial Force Competition

  "Spiritual Martial Force Competition?"

  Han Chen could not help but be startled, as he seemed to have heard some disciples discussing this matter on the way back from the Spirit Gathering Tower. At that time, he didn't pay much attention to it, but now that Ming Ruo had said this, the curiosity in his heart couldn't help but be piqued.

  "Eh, big brother still doesn't know about the Spiritual Martial Force Competition?" A trace of doubt emerged in Ming Ruo's intelligent eyes.

  "I don't know!" "Tell me about it."

  "Great!" "Hehe, so I've also had a time to explain things to big brother." Ming Ruo smiled mischievously, held Han Chen's hand and walked to the door to sit down. Little Black and Little White also followed along. The intelligence of these two small beasts were not inferior to humans. They could completely understand the meaning of their conversation.

  Han Chen also laughed, his face revealing traces of tender affection, "This girl."

  "The Spirit Martial Competition is a ceremony held once every three years in the inner sect of Mystical Peak. All of the talented disciples in the sect will be participating in this competition. "

  "Once every three years? I seem to have a bit of an impression of him. " Han Chen squinted his eyes. He remembered that three years ago, when he was still an outer disciple, he had indeed heard about the competition in the Spirit realm. However, at that time, he was practically a neglected existence, so when others were happily chatting about interesting things, he could only stay alone in a corner where no one else was.

  "So this should be the competition between martial cultivation and right?" Han Chen casually revealed his own understanding.

  "Big brother is indeed smart, but this time you're only half right."

  "Oh? You're only half right? "

  "En!" Ming Ruo nodded her head, then opened her red lips and said, "Another reason is because the competition for the Spirit realm is being held areasure named Four Elephants Spirit Martial Tower."

  Hiss! Even Han Chen couldn't help but take in a breath of cold air, if he really had to say it. There was no one in the Mystical Peak who did not know of the mighty "Four Elephants Spirit Martial Tower". This was a special and powerful Holy-ranked Artifact, it could be said to be the's secret treasure. Its value even exceeded that of the "Classic of Longevity".

  "Master said that you must attend the Spiritual Martial Force Competition when the time comes. He said that the Four Elephants Spirit Martial Tower would be of great help to you, and he also said that the Spirit Gathering Tower was built based on the inspiration from the F
our Elephants Spirit Martial Tower. "

  "Oh?" Han Chen could not help but be shocked, the Spirit Gathering Tower came from the Four Elephants Spirit Martial Tower? If that was the case, the tower would have all sorts of strange formations, martial skills, and so on.

  "Big Brother, Master said to work hard and show off. It would be best if he could get into the top ten. "

  "This old man." The corner of Han Chen's eyes twitched. Why does it sound like I'm his disciple? With a quick thought, he realized that Four Elephants Spirit Martial Tower had been famous for a long time. It would be a good thing if he could obtain some fortuitous encounter from it.

  After a moment of thought, Han Chen nodded, and a rough idea formed in his mind. Then, he asked in a gentle tone, "Ming Ruo, did Elder Mu call you to participate?"

  "No!" Ming Ruo shook her head, "He said that I just broke through the initial stages, and do not have the power to participate."

  What? Initial stage? Han Chen almost fell down from the stairs, his face was full of disbelief, "Ming Ruo, you, you became a Psionic Magician?"

  "That's right! Master gave me a strange fruit to eat. Then, I felt confused. When I woke up, I could use my spiritual power. "Big brother, look." As Ming Ruo spoke, she pointed to a small stone on the ground not far away, and a light flashed between her brows. The small stone immediately detached itself from the ground and floated into the air.

  Han Chen had a face full of surprise, and his heart was filled with even more shock. It had only been a few days, and Ming Ruo was already so familiar with using her mental force. A natural born special body was indeed different.

  However, the strange fruit mentioned by the man just now was probably a tonic to increase his spiritual force. Han Chen could not help but sigh. The Elder Mu regarded Ming Ruo very highly.

  "Oh right, Ming Ruo." "Han Chen suddenly thought of something, with a flip of his right hand, a dark red pearl appeared out of thin air. Ming Ruo, this is the relic your father left behind back then. His name was the Soul Devouring Spirit, and he waop grade treasure used by the Psionic Magician. Since you have now become a Psionic Magician, take this! "

  Seeing the Soul Devouring Spirit, Ming Ruo's small face became gloomy, and after a long while, she did not seem like she was going to accept it. Then, she gently heaved a sigh of relief and smiled while shaking her head.

  "No, brother, you are also a Psionic Magician, right? "I can feel the fluctuations of your spiritual force."

  "What?" Han Chen was obviously startled for a moment.

  "Since big brother is also from Psionic Magician, this small ball is for you." Ming Ruo raised her head and looked at her with her spirited big eyes. Big Brother is currently the closest person to Ming Ruo in this world, I believe that Father won't blame me if I give it to you. If it continues to stay with me, it will only make me miss my parents even more. "

  Han Chen's heart trembled slightly. For a moment, he actually felt that Ming Ruo had already grown up, and was no longer that frail little girl from before. However, this Spirit Devouring Demon is more useful to you. "

  "It's jusrecious artifact. Besides, Master also gave mrecious artifact." Ming Ruo raised her right hand and raised her sleeves. On her white wrist was a crystal clear green bracelet, from which a faint wave of obscure power could be felt.

  "This?" Han Chen was so shocked that he couldn't even speak, the Elder Mu was too good to Ming Ruo! He gave her the spirit fruit and a treasure. Most likely, no direct disciple of an elder would receive such treatment.

  "How is it? Big Brother, can you accept the Spirit Devouring Spirit now? "

  "Hur hur, alright. Can't I accept it?" Han Chen helplessly shook his head and laughed, and then tenderly caressed the other party's head.

  Little Black and Little White were jumping around in the courtyard, having fun. Han Chen and Ming Ruo, the siblings, had smiles on their faces as they watched the warm and lively scene in front of them.

  With only three days left, the Spirit Martial Competition was about to begin. Han Chen planned to adjust his body to its best condition. Although Ming Ruo did not need to participate in the Spirit Martial Competition, she trained very diligently in the Spirit Force.

  In the heart of this delicate girl, there was still a hidden hatred. Other than that, he also had another reason. It was for Han Chen, as she no longer wished to become his burden or be a burden to him.

  Sometimes, when a person is working hard, it may not be for himself, but for someone he cares about.

  In the following three days, Mystical Peak entered into an unprecedented state of jubilation and liveliness. After the tea break, they talked about the so-called Spiritual Martial Force Competition Grand Ceremony. For many people, it was not because they wanted to compete for the ranking. Instead, it was for the good fortune within the Four Elephants Spirit Martial Tower.

  "I am finally waiting for the competition of the Spiritual Martial Force. When I stay in the tower for a day, my strength will definitely increase by a huge amount."

  "Hehe, I've been waiting for this day for three years. Last time, I didn't have the qualifications to participate, but now I finally have a chance."

  In a corner of the Colosseum, a few people were sitting together, laughing and chatting. Their faces were filled with anticipation and excitement. And because the date of the Spirit realm competition was approaching, almost all the arenas in the arena were empty. It could be seen that everyone wanted to save their energy until that moment to show off their skills.

  "Hey, tell me, who obtained the champion position in the Spiritual Martial Force this time around?" A fair skinned young woman with average looks said.

  "I'm guessing that it must be the Great Clan Elder's direct disciple, Li Xiuwen."

  "Hard to say, I think the second clan elder's direct disciple, You Zhong, will be the champion." Another person retorted.

  "Yes, that's right. The probability of these two being alive is quite high. But the person I support will always be the Fourth Elder's direct disciple, Senior Sister Ruo Ying, hehe. "

  "Come on! Seeing your wretched look, Senior Sister Ruo Ying did not even spare you a glance. " A man on the side glanced at him unhappily, and said immediately, "I can't say who will be the champion, but actually, Senior Brother Deng Ling's chances are quite high as well. I wonder if this year's Spiritual Martial Tournament Champion will break last year's record. "

  "The one who took the title last time was the personal disciple of Xuan Ying Zi's vice sect master, right?"

  "That's right!" However, he does not plan on participating this year, otherwise he will definitely be the champion. "

  "Of course. However, I have a feeling that this year will be even more exciting than last time."

  The disciples of the Mystical Peak were all looking forward to it. The three-year grand ceremony was about to begin.

  Three days passed in a flash. When the morning sun shone down on the land, the Mystical Peak appeared in the midst of a golden glow.

  In the quiet room, Han Chen sat on the bed with his legs crossed, his entire body surrounded by a layer of faint red light. Following which, the surrounding airflow became chaotic and the Spiritual Energy of the world quickly converged within Liu Ming's body. Han Chen suddenly opened his eyes as two sharp rays of light shot out from his pupils.

  "Just by opening another meridian, I'll be able to complete the second level of the Nine Revolutions God Slaughtering Technique."

  Han Chen let out a long sigh of relief, and the corner of his mouth raised into a knowing smile. As the Nine Revolutions God Slaughtering Technique progressed, his strength also increased along with it.

  "Han Chen, Ming Ruo."

  A familiar voice came from outside the courtyard, bringing Han Chen's thoughts back to reality. Then, it was Ming Ruo's clear and sweet voice. "Big Sister Xin Lan, Senior Brother Wu Jun, Senior Brother Dawei, all of you are here?"

  "That's right!" Where's your brother? "

  "I'm here." Han Chen opened t
he door, only to see that everyone had come, all of them dressed neatly, in high spirits.

  "It's getting late. The Spiritual Martial Force competition will start in two hours. Let's go over now!" Wu Jun said in a clear voice, and one could tell that his face was obviously filled with excitement.

  Han Chen nodded, he raised his head and looked towards the sky. His gaze penetrated through the nine layers of clouds, as though he wanted to see through the azure sky.

  (Today, there are three brothers who are giving out rewards. They originally wanted to add more.) Unexpectedly, in the afternoon, he was called over by his uncle to help move the house. He didn't come back until around 9 PM. The third chapter, which was hurriedly written out, was already dizzy. Plus, it would be filled in the next time. Thank you again for your rewards, brothers. Your support is my motivation.)

  Chapter 169 - Four Elephants Spirit Martial Tower

  Earth Profound Peak, the most vast mountain in the entire Mystical Peak.

  On this mountain peak, there was an extremely vast dao field. Only a grand ceremony of some kind would be held here.

  The rows of towering buildings were like golden palaces, and under the illumination of the sun, they seemed even more dazzling.

  At this time, a dense crowd had already gathered at the arena of the Earth Xuan Feng Dao, likide. The entire venue was in jubilation, and the majority of the audience's faces were filled with thick excitement and anticipation.

  "It's really quite lively. I heard that this year, even outer disciples have come to watch." Xin Lan said as he looked around.

  "Oh? Are all the outer sect disciples here as well? " Han Chen was startled, but as expected, there waelatively reserved crowd of people at the west side of the stage. They were not as open as the other inner sect disciples, and as they communicated with each other, they looked at the inner sect disciples with more or less respect.

  "Back then, we were the same as them, filled with boundless desire for the inner court." Wu Jun said while seemingly sighing.