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

Chen Tianyou leaned against a stone pillar, his chest heaving violently, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth onto his white robe, staining it a glaring red.

He looked up at the figure towering above him.

Once upon a time, this elder brother, whom he regarded as an ant, was not even worthy of his attention. But now, this ant wields a broken sword, trampling his pride underfoot and wantonly crushing it.

"Cough cough..."

Chen Tianyou coughed up a mouthful of blood and then suddenly laughed.

The laughter went from low to manic, echoing throughout the empty hall.

"Chen Xuan, do you think you've won?"

He leaned against a stone pillar and shakily stood up. His previously unfocused pupils refocused, burning with an almost frenzied flame.

"I, Chen Tianyou, knocked on doors when I was three, and by ten I could tear tigers and leopards apart. For the past ten years, I have suffered day and night from the Supreme Bone's rejection, enduring unbearable pain, but I have never uttered a single cry of pain!"

"Do you think I'm a useless piece of trash built up by family resources?"

"wrong!"

Chen Tianyou suddenly ripped open the front of his shirt, revealing the crystal-clear Supreme Bone. The flesh around the bone was charred black, a mark left by years of being burned by the essence blood of the Overlord Body.

"To suppress the backlash from this bone, I'm burning my life essence every single moment. Do you understand the pain?!"

He roared to the sky, and the originally dim purple aura around him suddenly surged, turning into raging flames that enveloped his entire body.

"Heavenly Overlord Body, Blood Burning!"

With this roar, Chen Tianyou's aura began to rise steadily, instantly breaking through the bottleneck of the mid-stage of the Transformation Realm and approaching the late stage.

His black hair instantly turned snow-white, and dense purple lines appeared on his skin, making him look like a demon crawling out of hell.

This is a forbidden technique of the Overlord Body lineage, burning one's original essence and blood to gain temporary, ultimate combat power.

"Chen Xuan, even if I cripple my cultivation today, I will show you who the true young supreme is!"

Chen Tianyou stomped his foot, and the entire training platform collapsed with a roar.

His figure disappeared from the spot, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of Chen Xuan.

There are no fancy supernatural powers, only ultimate strength.

With a single punch, the void shattered.

Chen Xuan's pupils contracted slightly as he parried with his sword.

"clang!"

The broken sword bent violently, emitting a mournful cry as it could no longer bear the weight.

An overwhelming force struck, and Chen Xuan was sent flying like a cannonball, crashing heavily into the barrier light screen behind him.

"puff!"

Chen Xuan spat out a jet of blood, and the tiger's mouth holding the sword split open, dripping with blood.

Before he could even land, Chen Tianyou's figure closed in again, his fists raining down like raindrops, each punch carrying a devastating force.

"Weren't you so arrogant just now?!"

"Fight back!"

"Where's your sword?!"

Chen Tianyou acted like a madman, completely abandoning his defenses and letting Chen Xuan's sword energy leave wounds on his body, determined to press his fist into Chen Xuan's body.

This is a life-or-death fighting style.

Chen Xuan was caught in an unprecedentedly difficult battle.

The body of the Overlord, after burning his essence and blood, was incredibly tough. When the broken sword struck it, it only sent up a string of sparks. And every punch from Chen Tianyou caused his internal organs to shift.

"Bang!"

Another heavy punch landed on his chest.

Chen Xuan groaned, staggered, and nearly fell to his knees.

Off the field, Su Chang'an suddenly stood up, his fingernails digging deep into his palms, blood seeping out without him noticing.

She stared intently at the figure within the light screen, her lips moving slightly as if she wanted to shout something, but she forced herself to hold it back.

She knew this was Chen Xuan's battle.

This is an obstacle that child must overcome in order to prove that he is alive.

Chen Xuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at Chen Tianyou, who looked like a demon god.

pain.

My whole body aches.

This feeling reminded him of the despair he felt when his bones were dug out when he was five years old.

"Is this your pride?"

Chen Xuan took a deep breath, and the power that had been suppressed within him was completely awakened at this moment.

That's neither spiritual power nor bloodline power.

That was the "life" he painstakingly forged little by little through countless cold nights, relying on a bowl of hot soup from Su Chang'an and his unwavering will to live.

"Chen Tianyou, you're wrong."

Chen Xuan slowly straightened up, and the broken sword in his hand emitted a clear and melodious sword sound. The originally rusty sword body was now covered with a faint red light.

That was the lifeblood that Su Chang'an had fed him, and it is also the path he has taken now.

"Strength is not gained by burning one's lifeblood, nor by plundering the bones of others."

Chen Xuan closed his eyes, and the image of the woman who held him in the dark secret realm appeared in his mind, the woman who was tough on the outside but soft on the inside and called him "rebellious son".

When he opened his eyes again, the confusion in them had vanished, replaced by a clear and bright look.

"The highest form of detachment from emotions does not mean the absence of feelings."

"Only when love is deep can one reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship!"

Chen Xuan took a step forward, but the broken sword in his hand did not unleash a tremendous sword aura. Instead, it became simple and unadorned, as if it were just a casually handed-out sword strike.

But in Chen Tianyou's eyes, this sword strike sealed off all paths to survival in the world.

There is no way to avoid it.

"I don't believe it!"

Chen Tianyou roared, gathering all his essence and blood, merging the Supreme Bone God Light with the Overlord Body Purple Qi, transforming it into his strongest attack, to meet the broken sword.

"boom--"

The two forces collided in the center of the training ground, unleashing a dazzling white light that engulfed the entire hall.

The barrier light curtain trembled violently, cracks spreading everywhere.

After a long while, the light faded.

The training ground has been reduced to ruins.

Chen Tianyou knelt on the ground, his Supreme Bone on his chest dim and lifeless, and the domineering purple aura around his body completely dissipated. The tip of the broken sword hovered an inch in front of his brow; if it went any further, it would pierce through his sea of ​​consciousness.

Chen Xuan stood before him, his clothes torn and his body covered in blood, yet his hands remained as steady as a rock.

You lost.

Chen Xuan's voice was very soft, yet it could be clearly heard in the deathly silent hall.

Chen Tianyou stared blankly at the broken sword, the madness in his eyes gradually fading, leaving only a desolate grayness.

He lost.

He lost to the "trash" he had always looked down on, and to a mortal body without the supreme bone.

"Why...don't you kill me?"

Chen Tianyou's voice was hoarse and trembling slightly.

Chen Xuan sheathed his broken sword, turned and walked towards the exit of the main hall without looking at him again.

"Because you are not worthy to die by my sword."

"Go back and tell that man."

Chen Xuan paused slightly, his back to Chen Tianyou, his voice as cold as a knife.

"Chen Xuan from back then is already dead."

"The one who is alive now is Chen Xuan, who was raised by Su Chang'an."

"I'll leave this bone with you for now. One day, I'll go to Middle-earth myself and take it back with interest."

After saying that, he stepped out of the light screen.

Outside the light screen, Su Chang'an stood there with his arms crossed, looking at him with disdain.

"You unfilial son, you got so dirty from a fight. Go home and wash your own clothes."

Chen Xuan looked at her, his tense nerves finally relaxed, and a very faint smile appeared on his lips.

"it is good."

He walked over, swayed slightly, and leaned against Su Chang'an's shoulder.

"Chang'an, I'm hungry."

Su Chang'an rolled her eyes, but reached out to support him, muttering, "I'll let you starve... I'll make you roast chicken when we get back."

In the setting sun, the two people's shadows were stretched very long.

Inside the main hall behind them, Chen Tianyou knelt amidst the ruins, watching the two departing figures, motionless for a long time.

This battle shook the northern region.

That boy, abandoned by the imperial clans of Central Continent, proved to the entire world with a broken sword—

Even without the Supreme Bone, he is still Chen Xuan, the man who can cause a hole in the sky.

A witness stood there, watching the two figures disappear into the distance. Recalling the earth-shattering battle that had just taken place, he picked up a brush and wrote a poem on the stone wall to commemorate the changes of the day:

In the past, bones were removed and abandoned on barren hills; broken swords and mutilated bodies flowed against the torrent.

The invincible body, burning with blood, ultimately becomes an illusion; a mortal's wrath can subdue all lords.

Do not say that fate cannot be defied; just watch as withered trees bloom again in autumn.

Under the moon in Chang'an, I warm the remaining wine; I ask the world, who can rival me?