Transforming into a stunningly beautiful fox spirit, leaving a scar on the heart of a prodigy.

Deep within the Emperor's palace, a galaxy hangs upside down above the dome, its myriad stars illuminating the ancient martial arts arena.

Outside the surrounding barrier of light, the other eight prodigies had already left the arena. Li Manzi clutched his severed arm, grinning as he looked at the scene; Luo Qingxue stood with her sword drawn, her breathing slightly erratic; and the Great Qian Prince Ji Changkong was deathly pale, having been knocked out of the competition early on by Chen Tianyou with a single palm strike.

At this moment, only two figures remained on the huge martial arts arena.

The wind whistled through the broken walls and ruins.

Chen Tianyou stood with his hands behind his back. The golden Dharma image behind him, hundreds of feet tall, had solidified to its fullest extent. Its features bore a striking resemblance to his own, exuding majesty and grandeur, like a deity descending to earth. Although his white robe was stained with some dust, it could not conceal the noble aura flowing around him. Purple energy traveled thirty thousand miles eastward, a unique phenomenon of the Heavenly Overlord Body.

Chen Xuan stood thirty feet away from him, the rusty broken sword in his hand pointing diagonally at the ground, the tip occasionally touching the bluestone, making a grating scraping sound. There were no earth-shattering phenomena about him, only a chilling aura as if he had crawled out of a pile of corpses, like a stubborn rock frozen for a thousand years in the snow and wind of the northern region.

"Brother."

Chen Tianyou spoke first, his voice echoing in the empty hall, tinged with a casual mockery, "The opportunities within this palace are the legacy of the Great Emperor. You are but a mortal; even if you were lucky enough to cultivate some sword intent, how could you possibly bear such a weight?"

He raised his hand, and runes intertwined in his palm, revealing a faint, translucent skeletal silhouette floating on his chest. The skeleton was covered with intricate patterns of the Great Dao, radiating a chilling aura.

Supreme Bone.

That was a gift from heaven, painstakingly extracted from another child's chest and transplanted into him by the Chen family, using all their resources.

Chen Xuan raised his eyelids, his gaze passing over the dazzling golden light and landing on Chen Tianyou's chest.

"Heavy?"

Chen Xuan's voice was soft, yet it carried a chilling edge that seemed to pierce through metal and stone: "Those are my bones. You've used them for thirteen years, and you still haven't learned how to use them?"

The smile on Chen Tianyou's face vanished abruptly, and a sinister glint flashed in his eyes.

"That was the family's choice."

He took a step forward, causing the void beneath his feet to tremble. Behind him, his Dharma image raised a giant sword, unleashing a thunderous roar. "Father said that the Supreme Bone can only be fully sublimated within the Overlord Body. To have it on you is nothing but a waste of its potential."

"Since you're not convinced, then today I'll show you what true destiny truly means!"

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Tianyou had already made his move.

He formed his five fingers into a claw and clenched them towards the void. Behind him, the Dharma image moved violently, and the golden giant sword, carrying a world-destroying aura, slashed down towards Chen Xuan. Even before the sword's edge arrived, the terrifying pressure had already caused the bluestone floor of the martial arts arena to crack inch by inch.

"A calamity from the heavens!"

With a low shout, Chen Tianyou unleashed a blinding divine light from his Supreme Bone in his chest, transforming it into a beam of destructive light that coiled around the giant sword, blocking all of Chen Xuan's escape routes.

This strike was enough to kill an ordinary cultivator at the Transformation Realm.

Outside the arena, Su Chang'an held a spiritual fruit in her hand, but forgot to put it in her mouth. She squinted at the beam of light, her knuckles turning slightly white.

Faced with this overwhelming offensive, Chen Xuan did not retreat.

With a flick of his wrist, the rust on the broken sword peeled away, revealing a chilling sharpness.

"Destiny?"

Chen Xuan sneered, his figure advancing instead of retreating, transforming into a blur as he charged towards the golden giant sword. "A bone dug up like this dares to call itself destiny!"

"Sever all ties, cut them off!"

There are no fancy moves, only pure and ultimate sword intent.

With this swing of the sword, the once noisy hall instantly fell into dead silence.

That was not a merciless sword, but rather a sword that compressed all emotions, obsessions, and protections onto its blade, transforming them into a resolute act that severed all ties.

"Clang!"

A sharp, metallic clang resounded, making everyone's eardrums ache.

The seemingly fragile broken sword actually withstood the divine light of calamity. A flash of cold light exploded from the sword tip, instantly tearing a gash in the beam of destruction.

Chen Xuan moved like lightning, rushing up the crack and instantly covering a distance of thirty feet, appearing in front of Chen Tianyou.

"What?!"

Chen Tianyou's pupils shrank sharply, clearly not expecting that Chen Xuan would be able to break through the Supreme Bone's divine power.

He reacted extremely quickly, his innate domineering body instincts were activated, and the purple aura around his body instantly transformed into a ferocious armor, protecting his vital points. At the same time, he threw a punch straight at Chen Xuan's face.

"Overlord Fist!"

This punch was as heavy as a thousand pounds, even causing ripples to appear in the void.

Chen Xuan neither dodged nor avoided, but instead clenched his left fist and met the attack with a punch of his own.

"Bang!"

The two fists collided, creating a shockwave.

Chen Tianyou felt an incomparably powerful force surge into his body through his arm, causing his blood and qi to churn and his whole body to slide backward uncontrollably.

Chen Xuan merely shrugged his shoulders and swung his broken sword again.

"This sword will sever your illusions!"

The sword flashed like a mirror, swift as a startled swan.

Chen Tianyou could only dodge to the side in his haste, but he was still struck on the shoulder by the sword energy. The protective purple aura around him shattered instantly, and his white robe was torn, revealing a deep wound that exposed bone.

Blood splattered.

Chen Tianyou grunted and staggered back several steps, his face filled with disbelief.

"impossible!"

He stared intently at Chen Xuan, his eyes filled with shock and rage. "How could you, a mere mortal, possibly break through my invincible body's defense?!"

Chen Xuan flicked the blood off his sword and approached step by step.

"Mortal body?"

A mocking smile curled at the corner of his lips. "For the past thirteen years, I have fought against demonic beasts in the sealed land, eating raw meat and drinking beast blood. My body has been rebuilt from countless near-death experiences."

"And you, sitting on the pile of family resources, lord it over others based on the bones you've stolen."

Chen Xuan swung his sword again, the sword strike even more fierce than before, enveloping Chen Tianyou like a storm.

"Your invincibility is too weak."

"Your supreme bone is too blunt."

Every word was like a slap in the face, landing hard on Chen Tianyou's cheek.

Chen Tianyou roared repeatedly, unleashing his Supreme Bone Divine Power and causing his domineering body's purple aura to surge, attempting to turn the tide. However, before Chen Xuan's sword intent, which seemed to see through everything, all of his attacks were neutralized one by one.

Chen Xuan was very familiar with that bone.

That was something that grew from his body. Even though it had been separated from his body for thirteen years, he still knew every texture of that bone and the starting stance of every supernatural transformation.

Chen Tianyou's prized killing move was nothing but a flaw in Chen Xuan's eyes.

"laugh!"

Another sword strike.

Chen Tianyou's illusory Dharma image was severed in half at the waist, and the golden light dissipated. He was sent flying, crashing heavily into a stone pillar at the edge of the martial arts stage, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The dust has settled.

Chen Xuan stood in the center of the hall, his clothes fluttering, his broken sword pointing directly at Chen Tianyou, who lay on the ground.

"Is this the Imperial Prince of Central Continent?"

Chen Xuan's voice was frighteningly calm, "This is the genius Father chose?"

"It seems the Chen family's judgment is indeed lacking."