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

The eerie ghostly aura sweeping across the arena and the soul-freezing phosphorescent bone fire were like candle flames encountering a hurricane in the face of this pure and domineering storm vortex, instantly swallowed up, swept away, and cleansed!
Just one breath!
The terrifying scene that had just been like the arrival of hell vanished without a trace!
On the arena, the eerie wind dissipated, and the ghostly figures vanished without a trace! Only the raging, hazy, pure storm vortex remained, slowly swirling and receding around Jiang Xuan!
Caught off guard, Huang Jianchen felt as if he had been struck hard in the chest by an invisible giant hammer!

"puff!"

The emerald phosphorescent bone fire surrounding him instantly dissipated, and he was sent flying like a kite with a broken string by the terrifying impact!
"boom!!!"

With a dull thud, he slammed heavily onto the edge of the arena, dozens of feet away, cracking the hard obsidian ground like a spiderweb!
He struggled to get up, but suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. His face turned as pale as paper, his blood and qi churned violently, his internal organs seemed to shift, and his aura fluctuated wildly. He had obviously suffered a serious internal injury!
quiet!
Deathly silence!

You can hear the needle drop!

Throughout the entire arena, tens of thousands of spectators, and all the important figures inside and outside the VIP boxes, the expressions on their faces seemed to freeze simultaneously!
Just a second ago, Huang Jianchen was like a king of hell, unleashing the earth-shattering "Night Parade of a Hundred Ghosts," dominating the entire scene!

The next second, Jiang Xuan unleashed a single burst of power, a storm swept through, the Ghost Realm collapsed, and Huang Jianchen coughed up blood and flew backward!

This incredible reversal came too fast! Too fierce! Too unbelievable!

"hiss!"

"Oh my God!"

"What...what happened?!"

"Where's the ghost? Where's the fire? Huang Jianchen... flew away?!"

After a brief silence, a roar of exclamations and gasps erupted like a landslide and a tsunami! Countless people stared in disbelief, wondering if they were seeing things!
The atmosphere inside the private room was even more eerie.

The fervent excitement on Qi Yunxiao and Yuan Shu's faces froze instantly, as if doused with a bucket of ice water. Their expressions were frozen, making them look incredibly comical and blank.

Wen Mingxiu covered her mouth, her eyes filled with disbelief and shock.

The warm, smooth white jade folding fan in Xie Yutang's hand.

It fell to the ground with a "thud".

The gentle smile on his face vanished, replaced by an undisguised look of astonishment and gloom.

He stared intently at the figure in blue robes on the arena, realizing for the first time that he had severely underestimated this young man from the borderlands! Huang Jianchen had revealed his trump card, yet it had been so easily...suppressed?!

"Okay! Good boy!"

Chu Feng slapped his thigh excitedly, almost jumping up, his face filled with ecstasy and lingering fear.

Liu Qingyan's tense heartstrings suddenly relaxed, and a bright smile of relief bloomed on her beautiful face. The smile was like the first melting of ice and snow, breathtakingly beautiful.

A hint of shock and relief flashed in Granny Feng's cloudy old eyes, and she let out a long sigh of relief.

"What domineering storm power! This kid... he's been hiding his true strength!"

Mu Wansu's eyes sparkled with wonder, and her clenched fist quietly loosened.

The eyes of prominent figures such as Wei Lingzhen, Du Dongtu, and Yao Tuohai all flashed with intense light, and their gazes toward Jiang Xuan were filled with unprecedented scrutiny and respect!

On the arena, the storm vortex slowly subsided and receded.

Jiang Xuan stood quietly in place, surrounded by a faint blue-green glow, his aura profound and majestic, his demeanor extraordinary.

Compared to his previous seemingly "passive defensive" stance, he now resembles a divine weapon finally unsheathed, its sharpness concealed yet possessing an overwhelming momentum!
In contrast, Huang Jianchen exuded a fierce and domineering aura from the moment he appeared, displaying an attitude of crushing everything.

Now, however, he was instantly defeated by Jiang Xuan's sudden outburst in a way that was almost overwhelming! He collapsed in a sorry state at the edge of the arena, blood stained at the corner of his mouth, his breathing disordered!
This comparison clearly shows the superiority of the latter!
Jiang Xuan's unfathomable depth and Huang Jianchen's sharp edge that was ultimately thwarted instantly caused a dramatic shift in everyone's perception of him!

"Cough cough..." Huang Jianchen struggled, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and stood up unsteadily.

His pair of emerald green will-o'-the-wisps had long since died out, returning to their indifferent and ferocious pupils. But now, those pupils were burning with an unprecedentedly cold flame!
He stared intently at Jiang Xuan, his voice hoarse, filled with a humiliated rage.

"Jiang Xuan... I underestimated you!"

Jiang Xuan looked at him, his face showing no smugness, but rather an extremely serious expression, as if stating a very simple fact.

"Huang Jianchen, let me give you a piece of advice: don't be so arrogant. Look at you now, what if you really lose later? Wouldn't that be very embarrassing?"

puff!

Upon hearing this, countless viewers who were still in shock were first stunned, and then burst into uncontrollable laughter!
"Hahaha! Awkward?!"

"That Jiang Xuan... he's too ruthless!"

This is like killing someone by breaking their spirit!

Inside the private room, Liu Qingyan couldn't help but burst into laughter, her voice as clear and melodious as a silver bell.

She quickly covered her red lips with her hand, but the smile in her eyes was impossible to hide.

Granny Feng, watching her young mistress's genuine smile, felt a sudden pang of anxiety! Her mistress's attention to this boy seemed to be growing deeper and deeper! This was not a good sign!

"you!"

Huang Jianchen was so angry at Jiang Xuan's "sincere" advice that he trembled all over and almost spat out a mouthful of blood again!
He felt an unprecedented surge of humiliation and rage rush to the top of his head, almost burning away his reason!
He clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles cracked from the force, and his teeth were almost grinding to powder!

Defeat? Defeated by a border boy he had previously completely disregarded? And ridiculed like that?!
This is absolutely impossible!
Huang Jianchen, who condensed the Black Prison Chain at the age of thirteen, rejected the Obsidian Sanctuary, and forged his own path, how could he possibly be defeated here?!

"Roar!!!"

A fierce roar, filled with endless humiliation, rage, and resentment, erupted from the depths of Huang Jianchen's throat like the howl of a demon from hell! The roar was sharp and piercing, carrying a soul-tearing power, making the entire arena buzz, and countless spectators covered their ears in pain!

With that sharp whistle, an even more terrifying and sinister emerald flame, like uncontrolled volcanic lava, erupted from Huang Jianchen's body! It no longer swirled around him, but burned completely!
His skin, muscles, and bones seemed to have turned into fuel, and his entire body became a blazing, emerald-green fireman! The flames were no longer cold phosphorescent fire, but carried an evil high temperature that burned away souls and polluted the heavens and earth!

"Buzz!"

The Yin Spirit Whip in his hand trembled violently, emitting a shrill, mournful wail! The whip suddenly shuddered in the air, rippling outwards in visible circles of ghastly green light, like waves on water! The next moment, a scene that made everyone's scalp tingle and their souls tremble appeared!
"Woo-hoo!"

"Jie Jie Jie Jie!"

Even denser, more solid, and more ferocious ghostly phantoms than the previous "Night Parade of a Hundred Ghosts" surged forth from the eerie green aura like a black torrent bursting its banks! In the blink of an eye, hundreds, thousands! No! Tens of thousands! Densely packed, blotting out the sky! The entire arena was instantly filled with an endless array of ghostly phantoms!

Ghostly energy soared to the heavens! A chilling wind howled! Eerie emerald flames leaped and burned among countless ghostly figures, transforming the entire arena into a hellish inferno! The terrifying pressure caused the spirit-patterned light barrier at the edge of the arena to distort violently, groaning under its strain! The air was thick with an impenetrable aura of decay, death, and despair!
"Oh my god!!"

"This...this is more than twice as strong as before?!"

"Is this his real killing move?!"

"It's over! Jiang Xuan is finished!"

The entire audience was horrified! The viewers who had just been cheering for Jiang Xuan's comeback now felt their hearts sink to the bottom once again! This hellish scene was far more terrifying than the previous "Night Parade of a Hundred Ghosts"! It was as if the gates of hell had truly been opened!
Inside the private room, Chu Feng, Liu Qingyan, Mu Wansu, and the others, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, instantly turned pale! The huge contrast caught them off guard, and their hearts jumped into their throats once again!

"not good!"

Chu Feng gasped in shock.

Liu Qingyan's smile froze on her face, replaced by a deeper sense of panic.

Mu Wansu bit her red lips tightly, her nails digging deep into her palms.

Meanwhile, the scions of powerful families like Qi Yunxiao and Yuan Shu were energized once again, as if they had received a shot of adrenaline.

"Hahaha! I knew it! Huang Jianchen is no ordinary person!"

"This is the true strength of the geniuses from the capital's powerful clans! Jiang Xuan, let's see how you die this time!"

"A thousand ghosts will be cast into hell! Drag him into hell, never to be reborn!"

On the arena, Huang Jianchen stood at the center of countless ghostly figures and a sea of ​​emerald fire, like a ghost king who ruled over this inferno!
His aura reached an unprecedented peak, his overwhelming ferocity suppressing the entire scene!
He formed hand seals, his voice as cold as the depths of hell, carrying a sacrificial madness.

"With my spiritual blood as the catalyst, a thousand ghosts... transform into hell! Suppress!!!"

"puff!"

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood! The blood wasn't bright red, but a strange emerald green, blending into the surrounding flames and ghostly shadows, instantly making the aura of the entire "Ghost Realm" even more violent and solid! Clearly, unleashing such a terrifying killing move that exceeded his limits was a huge burden on him!
But the effect is terrifying!

The thousands upon thousands of illusory demonic figures, empowered by the emerald blood, seemed to possess physical form, unleashing earth-shattering roars. Enveloped in soul-burning, bone-corroding phosphorescent ghost fire, they surged towards Jiang Xuan at the center like a gigantic, spinning millstone of purgatory, relentlessly squeezing, tearing, and devouring him! They sought to drag his body and soul completely into this eternal ghost realm, to suppress him for eternity!
The entire arena fell into a deathly silence!
Everyone held their breath and stared wide-eyed! The outcome might be decided in this final blow!
Huang Jianchen felt the surging power within his body, the roars of countless ghostly figures, and the gazes of the entire arena focused on him. A sense of exhilaration, as if he were in control of life and death, welled up within him! His previous anger and humiliation vanished completely!
He could almost see Jiang Xuan howling in agony in the ghost realm, turning into ashes!

"Jiang Xuan! You will become the first stepping stone for me, Huang Jianchen, to reach the pinnacle! Your name will live forever in my shadow!"

He roared inwardly, filled with twisted confidence.

however!
Just as he was reveling in this feeling of being in control of everything...
"what!"

In the audience, someone let out an incredulous gasp!

Immediately following, like a chain reaction, an even bigger uproar swept through the entire arena!

Huang Jianchen suddenly snapped back to reality!
what happened?
His prized "Thousand Ghosts' Prison," a technique capable of suppressing everything... is actually collapsing?!
At the center of the infernal millstone formed by thousands of ghostly figures, a figure moved!
Jiang Xuan!

He is no longer on the defensive!

He moved!
Like a peerless blade tearing through the darkness!

"Buzz!!!"

The Radiant Blade in his hand erupted with an unprecedented brilliance! The light was no longer a simple mercury color, but contained a terrifying will that pierced through illusion and severed cause and effect!
There are no complicated moves!
There was no earth-shattering momentum!
Only the most direct, purest, and most domineering slash!

A knife!

With just one swing of the blade!

A terrifying blade of light, condensed to its extreme and seemingly capable of cleaving the heavens and earth, erupted fiercely like a bolt of lightning piercing the night sky!

"Sizzle!!!"

Wherever the blade's light passed, space itself seemed to be torn apart!

The seemingly indestructible, ferocious, roaring phantom of a demon, upon contact with the blade's edge, was like snow meeting the scorching sun, emitting a mournful and desperate wail, and was instantly evaporated and annihilated!
The soul-consuming and bone-corroding phosphorescent ghost fire was brutally swept away and dispelled by the domineering power contained in the blade's edge!
Unstoppable! Completely crushing everything in its path!
A knife!

Cleared dozens of feet ahead! Hundreds of evil spirits vanished into thin air!
"Roar!"

Jiang Xuan let out a deep battle roar, his figure flashing like lightning! The blade flashed again!
The second strike! A diagonal slash!
The third strike! An upward slash!
The fourth strike! A sweeping attack!
His figure flickered and darted among the thousands of ghostly figures, each appearance accompanied by a dazzling blade of light that tore through the ghost realm! Every strike precisely landed at the point where the power of the ghost realm flowed, or at the core where the ghostly figures were most concentrated!
"Hiss hiss hiss hiss!"

"Ouch!"

Blades flashed! Ghostly figures wailed! Azure flames dissipated!

Jiang Xuan's figure, like an invincible divine weapon, forcefully carved out a passage in that eerie and terrifying ghost realm!
Wherever he went, ghostly figures vanished, ghostly energy dissipated, and purgatory crumbled!

too fast!
So fierce!
It’s incredible!
In just a few breaths!

Under the gaze of countless horrified eyes!

The "Thousand Ghosts Prison" that enveloped the entire arena, summoned by Huang Jianchen using his spiritual blood, collapsed and disintegrated rapidly, like a sandcastle swept by a raging wind!
The final blade of light swept across, completely annihilating the remaining wisps of ghostly energy and the azure flames!

On the arena, the eerie wind dissipated, the ghostly figures vanished, and the emerald flames went out!
Only Jiang Xuan remained, standing there with his sword in hand!

He remained clad in his green robes, his aura as deep and unwavering as a towering mountain! The gleaming battle blade in his hand exuded a chilling aftertaste! (End of Chapter)