The Heavens: Man Covers the Heavens, Refines Treasures to Become an Emperor

Every time he swung his knife, it struck precisely at the weakest point of the whip's power and the most crucial point in its trajectory! It was as precise as if it had been measured with a ruler!
Those seemingly ferocious and incomparable whip shadows, capable of annihilating even a powerful Earthly Realm expert, were precisely broken, blocked, and deflected one after another by his seemingly effortless sword light! No matter how turbulent the black tide of fury was, the figure in green robes remained standing, the flowing light in his hand like an inextinguishable star in the darkness!
"That feels great! Hahahaha!"

Huang Jianchen's wild laughter exploded amidst the whistling of the whip, filled with the excitement of finding his prey.

"Jiang Xuan! Only an opponent like you is worth my serious attention! Don't disappoint me!"

His attacks grew increasingly ferocious, the whip shadows more dense, and the force more intense! The entire arena was almost completely enveloped by a storm of black whip shadows, leaving only the constantly flashing, precisely cutting streak of light in Jiang Xuan's hand, stubbornly carving out a foothold in the storm!
The atmosphere in the arena was completely ignited!
"Huang Jianchen! Kill him!"

"Jiang Xuan! Hang in there!"

"This is too powerful! This is a real battle!"

"That whip was terrifying! Jiang Xuan's swordsmanship... is so exquisite!"

The thunderous cheers and shouts almost lifted the roof off! The ordinary spectators were thrilled, going crazy for this spectacular and extremely dangerous duel.

Inside the private room, however, everyone had their own thoughts.

The private room where Wen Mingxiu, Qi Yunxiao, Yuan Shu, and others were located.

"Damn it! How come he hasn't lost yet!"

Qi Yunxiao's face was ashen as he watched Jiang Xuan calmly deal with the storm of whip shadows, his eyes filled with resentment and unwillingness.

"What is Huang Jianchen doing! Show us your true skills! Cripple him!"

Yuan Shu also growled anxiously.

Wen Mingxiu stared intently at the scene, her delicate brows furrowed, and said in a deep voice.

"Don't rush. Huang Jianchen's attack may seem violent, but it has not truly shaken Jiang Xuan's foundation."

Jiang Xuan... he seems to have been testing the waters all along, without using his true power.

His movements were so composed.

In another luxurious private room, the group of scions of powerful families from the Forbidden City were equally excited.

"Brother Jianchen's 'Yin Spirit' truly lives up to its reputation! This mysterious soul-capturing power would have made anyone else lose their mind long ago!"

"Jiang Xuan's swordsmanship is quite skillful. He was able to break the trajectory of the Yin Spirit so accurately. It seems he is not entirely useless."

"However, Brother Jian Chen has clearly not used his full strength yet! Once he uses his true killing move... hehe, Jiang Xuan will be dead for sure!"

"Yes! Cripple him! Make him a complete cripple! Let's see how arrogant he can be then!"

Xie Yutang sat upright in the center, gently waving his white jade folding fan. His face still wore a gentle smile, but a hint of seriousness flashed deep in his eyes.

He frowned slightly.

"Huang Jianchen's attacks seem fierce, but they haven't truly suppressed Jiang Xuan... Jiang Xuan's resilience is unexpected. However..." A confident smile appeared on his lips.

"Huang Jianchen's trump cards are not limited to this."

Inside Liu Qingyan's private room.

Liu Qingyan's fair fingers gripped the hem of her clothes tightly, her knuckles turning slightly white from the force.

Her clear eyes were fixed on the figure in green robes who was darting and maneuvering in the black storm, and her heart felt as if it were being squeezed by an invisible hand.

“Mother-in-law…” Her voice trembled slightly.

Granny Feng looked solemn and said in a deep voice.

“Miss, Huang Jianchen’s ‘Yin Spirit Whip’ combined with his fierce aura is indeed incredibly powerful. It is especially adept at eroding the mind and disrupting the flow of spiritual energy. An ordinary person at the peak of the Qi Realm would probably have already been defeated.”

Jiang Xuan's ability to hold on until now is a testament to the exquisite skill of his swordsmanship and the unwavering resolve he possesses, far exceeding my expectations! However... Huang Jianchen's aura remains calm and profound, clearly indicating that he still has some strength left to unleash.

His chances of winning seem slightly better at the moment.

But Jiang Xuan... is a man of hidden talent; he might still have a chance to turn the tables!

For the first time, her words revealed a genuine acknowledgment of Jiang Xuan.

Not far away, in the private room where Mu Wansu, the owner of Shidingzhai, was located.

Even this shrewd businesswoman lost her usual composure. She watched the thrilling duel unfold, her eyes filled with complex emotions, her red lips pressed tightly together, and she thought to herself.

"Jiang Xuan...you must win..." She had worked with Jiang Xuan before and knew that he had great potential. It would be a real pity if he were to fall here today.

In the other VIP rooms, whispers and murmurs rose and fell.

"These young people are truly formidable! Both of them are at the top level in the Human罡 Realm in terms of cultivation, combat skills, and willpower!"

Wei Lingzhen, the dean of Yanxia College, stroked his beard and sighed.

"Huang Jianchen is fierce and domineering, like a demonic blade unsheathed; Jiang Xuan is as steady as a mountain, his swordsmanship precise and meticulous. Neither of them are ordinary people!"

Du Dongtu, the leader of the Purple Feather Army, had keen insight and gave it extremely high praise.

"Hmph, that kid from the Huang family didn't waste his time in the Black Prison Secret Realm. His murderous aura is quite pure. As for Jiang Xuan... he's an anomaly. Despite his humble origins, where did he get his foundation and swordsmanship skills?"

The Grand Commander's opponent, the Great Cultivator Yao Tuohai, had a glint in his eyes, filled with scrutiny.

Chu Feng, the head of the Spirit Pattern Master Commune, was so nervous that his palms were sweaty and he kept muttering to himself.

"Hold on! Jiang Xuan! You must hold on!"

Almost everyone reached a consensus.

The two fighters battling fiercely on the arena, Jiang Xuan and Huang Jianchen, are both considered top figures in the Human Gang Realm, and are undoubtedly the young prodigies of the Ziyao Empire! The quality of this duel far exceeds expectations!
However, at this peak moment when everyone was watching and discussing it!

A sudden change occurred!

"Buzz!"

A strange, even colder and more sinister aura, seemingly emanating from the deepest hell, suddenly erupted from Huang Jianchen's body!
Suddenly, emerald green flames erupted around his body, which had been shrouded in malevolent black energy! These flames were not scorching hot; instead, they emanated a chilling coldness. As the flames flickered, countless twisted and wailing skeletal phantoms could be vaguely seen floating within them! The light in the entire arena seemed to be swallowed up by these emerald green flames, the temperature plummeted, and a nauseating stench of decay and death filled the air!

Huang Jianchen's body, enveloped in the eerie green flames, slowly floated up, three feet off the ground!
He slowly raised his lowered head, and his once indifferent and fierce eyes had now completely transformed into two eerie, burning emerald flames! His long hair moved without wind, dancing wildly in the emerald flames, making him look like a demon king who had emerged from the depths of hell, commanding thousands of dead souls!

An even more terrifying and despair-inducing pressure, like an invisible mountain, crashed down! Inside the arena, countless spectators with weaker cultivation levels instantly felt their hearts stop and their blood freeze. A fear originating from the depths of their souls made it almost impossible for them to breathe!
"Azure...Azure Phosphorous Bone Fire?!"

Some experienced and knowledgeable elder cultivators gasped in shock, their voices filled with horror!
Huang Jianchen hovered in mid-air, emerald flames leaping around him, illuminating his ordinary yet now incredibly sinister face. His voice, seemingly emanating from the depths of hell, carried an indifferent air of control over life and death, echoing clearly above the deathly silent arena.

"Jiang Xuan... your performance makes me very happy."

He grinned in an almost cruel way, and the emerald green will-o'-the-wisps danced wildly in his eyes.

"Warm-up... is over. Now, savor... the taste of despair."

The moment the words fell, the suspended emerald flames suddenly surged! Countless wailing skeletal phantoms became even more solid, as if trying to break free from the flames' restraints and rush towards the mortal realm! A terrifying power that froze souls and burned away life locked onto Jiang Xuan on the arena!
"From this moment on, your defeat... is irreversible."

"Buzz!"

As Huang Jianchen's pronouncement, like that of a judge from the netherworld, fell, the emerald flames surrounding him suddenly surged! The chilling, bone-piercing emerald flames, exuding a dense aura of death and decay, pulsed and twisted wildly, as if opening the gates to hell!
"Woo-hoo!"

"Jie Jie Jie!"

A shrill, venomous wail, filled with endless pain and malice, suddenly resounded throughout the arena! From within the emerald flames, countless twisted, ferocious, and translucent phantoms of evil spirits struggled to break free!
Some of them have blue faces and fangs, some have bony spikes, and some have long intestines. They are all different in shape, but they all exude a nauseating evil aura and overwhelming resentment!

"Hundred Ghosts Night Parade!"

Huang Jianchen's icy voice was like a death warrant!

In an instant, the entire arena transformed into a ghostly realm! A howling wind raged, and ghostly shadows loomed everywhere! Hundreds of malevolent ghostly phantoms, radiating an eerie green light, surged towards Jiang Xuan like ravenous wolves that had caught the scent of life, unleashing deafening howls. They carried a chilling aura that froze souls and a malevolent power that tore apart life, surging towards him like a tidal wave! Wherever they passed, even the air seemed to be polluted and frozen, emitting a hissing, corrosive sound!

Its terrifying power far surpassed the previous attack of the Yin Spirit Whip! It seemed to truly drag Jiang Xuan into the deepest hell, tear him to pieces, and devour his soul!
"My God!"

"Ghosts...so many ghosts!"

"Help!"

The entire audience, whether in the regular stands or in the VIP boxes, was utterly terrified by this nightmarish spectacle! Countless faces turned deathly pale, screaming in terror, while some collapsed to the ground, trembling uncontrollably! The entire arena fell into a deathly silence of terror, with only the eerie howls echoing through the air!
Inside the private room, an even bigger uproar ensued!

Liu Qingyan's pretty face turned deathly pale, her delicate body trembled slightly, and her clear eyes were filled with disbelief and horror! That eerie and terrifying aura made her feel as if she had returned to that bloody night in the capital.

"Grandma! What...what is this?!"

She asked in a trembling voice.

Granny Feng's face was more solemn than ever before, her cloudy old eyes flashed with a sharp light, and her voice trembled slightly.

“Miss…this is the ‘Mother and Child Yin Ghost Scripture’! An extremely ancient and powerful dark secret technique! It is said that to cultivate this technique, one must condense a special ‘Yellow Spring Spiritual Power Pool’ within the body and absorb the ghostly energy of the underworld in order to control evil ghosts and become extremely ferocious! This child…can actually master such an evil technique! Jiang Xuan, he…” Granny Feng’s worries deepened. The power of this “Hundred Ghosts Night Parade” far exceeded her previous estimates, but she forced herself not to voice her worst prediction, for fear of frightening Liu Qingyan.

The important figures in the other private rooms were equally horrified.

"The Yin-Yang Ghost Scripture of Mother and Child?! The Huang family actually allowed him to cultivate such a forbidden technique?!"

Dean Wei Lingzhen gasped in shock, his refined demeanor vanished.

"What an evil technique! This malevolent energy... can already erode one's spirit and soul!"

Du Dongtu's face turned ashen, and he clenched his fists.

"This is bad! Young Jiang is in danger!"

Yao Tuohai frowned.

Chu Feng's eyes were bloodshot, and he almost rushed out!
In Xie Yutang's private room, the sons of powerful families from the Forbidden City erupted in excited cheers.

"A hundred demons parade at night! Brother Jian Chen is getting serious!"

"Haha! Let's see how Jiang Xuan can stop him now! Just wait to be devoured by ten thousand ghosts!"

"It's safe! The situation is settled!"

Xie Yutang nodded slightly, a hint of certainty flashing in his eyes.

Huang Jianchen unleashed this trump card, its power enough to sweep away opponents of the same level; Jiang Xuan had no chance of survival!
He could almost see Jiang Xuan's miserable defeat amidst the tearing apart of countless ghosts.

In the private room where Qi Yunxiao, Yuan Shu, and the others were, the excitement on their faces was almost overflowing.

"Die! You're definitely going to die! Hahaha!"

Qi Yunxiao appeared to be insane.

"Let him be arrogant! This is what happens when you offend the powerful clans of the capital!"

Yuan Shu also excitedly waved his fist.

Wen Mingxiu bit her lower lip tightly, and for the first time, despair appeared in her eyes.

On the arena, Huang Jianchen floated amidst the emerald green ghost flames, like a king of hell, indifferently looking down at Jiang Xuan, who was surrounded by hundreds of ghosts, his voice cold and confident.

"You've earned your pride by forcing me to use this move. Now... let's end this!"

He seemed to have already seen victory.

However, at this critical moment, when everyone thought Jiang Xuan was about to be devoured by ten thousand ghosts, in a moment of despair!
Surrounded by a hundred ghosts and amidst howling winds, Jiang Xuan showed no fear whatsoever; instead, a playful smile curled at the corner of his lips!

That smile carried a hint of mockery, a hint of insight, and a hint of sharpness that was finally no longer concealed!

"The warm-up...it really should end now."

Jiang Xuan's calm voice, though not loud, clearly pierced through the howling ghosts and reached everyone's ears!

next moment!
"BOOM!!!"

An indescribable, terrifying power erupted from Jiang Xuan's seemingly frail body, like a volcano that had been dormant for billions of years suddenly bursting forth!

There was no dazzling brilliance, no earth-shattering momentum! There was only a storm vortex, pure to the extreme and violent to the extreme!

As soon as the vortex appeared, it began to spin and expand wildly, centered on Jiang Xuan!
It is formless and intangible, yet it truly exists, as if the most fundamental wind principle in the world has been instantly activated!

Waaaaah!

A fierce wind howled! Not a cold wind, but the purest, most violent void storm, powerful enough to tear everything apart and cleanse all filth!

Those hundreds of malevolent ghost phantoms, which seemed to blot out the sky and possess overwhelming ferocity, were as if they had encountered their nemesis in the face of this sudden and terrifying storm!
"Chucky!"

Like a red-hot iron thrown into ice and snow!
The emerald green will-o'-the-wisps flickered wildly, their light fading unpredictably!
The hideous phantoms let out even more shrill and desperate howls as their bodies were torn apart, shredded, and annihilated by the invisible force of the storm! Like bubbles in the sunlight, they vanished rapidly! (End of Chapter)