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Chapter 244 The Power of All Things Overwhelms the Entire Field (5K, thank you all for your monthly tickets)
"Absolutely Boundless!"

As the handsome figure emerged, the onlookers couldn't help but gasp in surprise.

Jue Wuya, the senior disciple of the Eight Desolations Palace, has reached the perfected state of the Primordial Spirit and has comprehended more than 50,000 kinds of perfected-level Primordial Force.

In terms of Yuanli martial arts alone, he is among the top martial artists in the realm of power.

Even among all the martial arts practitioners in the Holy Yuan Kingdom, he was a name on the list.

At this moment, he stepped forward and interrupted Zhu Yan's attack. His actions subtly stirred the hearts of everyone present, making the scene solemn.

As a disciple of the Eight Desolations Hall, Zhu Yan naturally recognized this legendary figure who was talked about among the disciples of the Eight Desolations Hall.

When Jue Wuya made his move, he felt a terrifying pressure enveloping his entire body.

He stood still, silent, staring intently at the other person, a solemn expression on his face.

Zu Peng also sensed this person's extraordinary nature, and controlled Zu Chong to move forward, standing shoulder to shoulder with Zhu Yan.

"Zhu Yan, I don't care what your relationship with Su Chen is. Today I will capture him. If you continue to be stubborn, don't blame me for disregarding our fraternal bond." Jue Wuya shouted coldly, his voice carrying immense pressure, his aura descending upon Zhu Yan and his companion like a mountain.

Zhu Yan remained silent, the fiery lotus platform enveloping him revealing his determination.

The rapidly spinning lotus platform enveloped him and Zu Chong, resisting all kinds of power and attacks.

Upon seeing this, Jue Wuya's eyes turned cold, and he was about to make a move to capture Zhu Yan.

Just then, a voice interrupted his actions. The young man in blue said, "Jue Wuya, Zhu Yan is a disciple of your Eight Desolations Palace. I have no objection to you cleaning up your own sect, but Su Chen can only be handed over to our Shangyuan Palace."

As he spoke, his gaze swept across the room with a disdainful look, and he said coldly, "Anyone who dares to stop us is an enemy of the Shangyuan Palace!"

When these words were spread, all the martial artists' expressions changed drastically.

"Hahaha, Shangyuan Palace is being far too domineering."

Amidst the overwhelming prestige of Shangyuan Palace, a burst of wild laughter shattered the deathly silence.

The speaker was dressed in a black robe, with a handsome face and a slender figure. He held a ten-foot-long ancient halberd in his hand, which made his figure appear slightly small. However, the aura he exuded was impossible for anyone present to ignore.

“Yuanbing Pavilion North Roars to the Sky”.

As soon as the ancient halberd appeared, someone recognized the person's identity, causing a series of low gasps from the crowd.

Yuanbingge Bei Xiaotian cultivates the Divine Weapon Martial Arts, and his divine weapon is called the Heaven-Turning Ancient Halberd, which is said to have the power to overturn the heavens.

Unlike Jue Wuya, Bei Xiaotian is undoubtedly the number one divine weapon warrior in the Divine Realm within the Holy Yuan Kingdom.

"You can take Su Chen away, but you must leave behind the position of Master Wanhua and his legacy!"

At this moment, another person stepped forward and said that this person was Shi Tianyi from the Spirit Demon Sect, whose reputation was no less than that of Bei Xiaotian.

"Master Wanhua has a grudge against your Shangyuan Palace, and he also has a grudge against our Sword and Saber Sect. Before you take Su Chen away, can I take his dog's life?" Sword Wuxiao of the Sword and Saber Sect spoke up at the right time, with a smile on his face, but his words were particularly cold.

Hearing the words of disciples from various sects ringing in their ears one after another, the group of martial artists were both surprised and numb.

Unexpectedly, Su Chen, who bears the title of successor of the Myriad Transformations Master, has attracted so many top sects to compete for him.

Of course, the most shocked was Zu Peng.

No wonder Zu Chong wouldn't allow him to reveal the identity of Master Wanhua. He couldn't even imagine how Zu Chong had offended so many people back then, let alone how Zu Chong had survived after offending so many people.

It's not over yet.

A beautiful figure stepped forward, and Yin Sisi spoke in a gentle, spring-like voice: "Our Xuan Yin Sect will not compete with you. We only want Su Chen's arm."

As soon as she finished speaking, Nie Long chimed in, "Although our Dragon Elephant Sect has no grudge against Master Wanhua, we are also prepared to join in the fun and take one of Su Chen's arms."

"And so are our Spirit Demon Sect and True Martial Sect..."

Other forces, large, medium and small, also spoke up, demanding parts of the territory.

In less than ten breaths, amidst the chatter of the crowd, Su Chen was torn to pieces and his remains were divided up.

Just as everyone was scrambling to grab it, a loud laugh suddenly rang out, particularly jarring.

"Hahaha……"

Upon closer inspection, everyone recognized the person laughing as Xie Wuyou of the Corpse Puppet Sect.

Behind him followed a dark figure, wearing a cloak, whose face was obscured, but was extremely thin, resembling a skeleton.

"Jie Wuyou, what are you laughing at?" Nie Long asked in a deep voice when he saw Yin Sisi frowning.

Facing the gazes of the crowd, Jie Wuyou remained calm and chuckled, "I laugh at you all for being a bunch of fools!"

"What did you say?" The young man in the blue shirt had a dangerous glint in his eyes.

Although the others did not speak, they looked at Xie Wuyou with displeasure and gloomy expressions.

Jie Wuyou sneered, looked at Zu Chong in the crowd, and scoffed, "Are you all blind? Haven't you realized yet that this person is not the so-called Su Chen at all!"

Upon hearing this, the air seemed to freeze for a moment.

Zu Peng, who was hiding in the shadows, was shocked to hear this, not expecting to be discovered by the other party.

"This is... a corpse puppet!"

Jie Wuyou's words quickly drew everyone's attention to Zu Chong's difference, and a martial artist who was proficient in corpse refining revealed Zu Chong's identity.

"what?!"

Upon learning that it was a corpse puppet, the surprise on everyone's faces did not dissipate, but instead intensified.

They never expected that the creature that had been holding them off for so long was actually a corpse puppet.

Beyond the shock, I felt mostly anger and a sense of being deceived.

Even Jue Wuya and the others looked grim, their eyes blazing with anger.

On the contrary, Zhu Yan, who was standing next to Zu Chong, did not show any unusual expression. He had already noticed Su Chen's abnormality.

Only now did I realize it was a corpse puppet.

"Where is our benefactor?"

Zhu Yan quickly realized that if this wasn't Su Chen, then where was the real Su Chen?

There were quite a few people who shared his thoughts, and they were so angry at being deceived that they wanted to find the real Su Chen and vent their frustration immediately.

"Su Chen, it's come to this point, aren't you going to show yourself?" Jie Wuyou's voice rang out.

Following his gaze, everyone suddenly saw a figure emerge from the mountainside and arrive in the center of the field in the blink of an eye.

Now that he's been discovered, Zu Peng has no intention of hiding it anymore.

"And who are you?" Jue Wuya asked, frowning. This person's appearance was different from Su Chen's, which aroused his suspicion.

Zu Peng cleared his throat and said loudly, "I am Su Chen."

"You don't look like Su Chen at all!" someone shouted, not believing Zu Peng's words.

Upon hearing this, Zu Peng chuckled and retorted, "How do you know that the face in the portrait outside isn't one I'm in disguise?"

"This……"

No one spoke; all wore expressions of surprise and doubt.

Only Zhu Yan, standing to the side, wore a strange expression. Others might not know Su Chen's true appearance, but how could he not?

However, he was still unsure of the person's intentions and did not expose the other party's lie.

"Whether you are really Su Chen or not, we'll know once I take you down!" Jue Wuya didn't ask any more questions and made his move directly.

With a flick of his wrist, a small furnace materialized.

With a flick of the arm, the furnace rose up, expanding several times in size in the blink of an eye, and stood horizontally in the sky.

"Su Chen is from our Shangyuan Palace!" The young man in blue robes retorted, not to be outdone, and made his move.

With a wave of the hand, a grassland with a thousand swaying blades of grass rises up like white clouds, creating a misty, swirling effect.

Zheng.

Two clanging sounds rang out simultaneously.

First, Jian Wuxiao of the Sword Sect spoke, causing the void to tremble, and a burst of light shot out.

Within the radiance lay a primordial sword, which shattered upon encountering the wind, splitting into a thousand sharp swords. These swords swept across the sky, possessing an unstoppable force.

Then, Yuanbingge Beixiaotian raised his sword, and a beam of light a hundred meters long shot out from the tip of the sword.

This radiance was exceptionally sharp, splitting the air in two. The entire space formed by clouds and mist seemed to have been pierced through, and a dense aura of divine weaponry permeated the gap.

Subsequently, martial artists from various forces, including Yin Sisi of the Xuan Yin Sect, Nie Long of the Long Xiang Sect, and Shi Tianyi of the Ling Yao Sect, unleashed their fierce attacks.

In an instant, terrifying auras burst forth, and a terrifying pressure spread out.

The power of primordial energy, the power of divine weapons, the offensive of the primordial embryo, the offensive of spirit demons, the offensive of pure yang, the offensive of qi and blood...

Soaring straight into the sky, it paints the heavens with a dazzling array of colors.

The clouds and mist surged, and the air trembled.

As this force, which had gathered various offensives, reached its peak, everyone's thoughts stirred simultaneously.

Endless Yuan energy descended from all directions like a curtain from the sky, enveloping the two with a world-destroying aura. The surging Yuan energy swept across the sky, completely engulfing Zhu Yan and his companions within the encirclement. The Yuan energy was as heavy as a mountain and as vast as the sea; the two merged, forming a massive dark cloud.

Faced with this onslaught of tens of thousands, both Zhu Yan and Zu Peng showed a resolute expression.

"Hey buddy, what's your name?"

However, at this moment, Zhu Yan suddenly spoke up and asked a question.

Zu Peng smiled upon hearing this, a smile tinged with bitterness. He said, "If we can get out of here alive, I'll tell you my name then."

Immediately, a look of madness flashed across Zu Peng's face, and under his control, Zu Chong exuded an unprecedented sense of oppression.

Seeing Zu Peng's desperate stance, Zhu Yan grinned and said, "It's settled!"

"But before we go out, could you tell me where my benefactor is?" Zhu Yan asked curiously after a pause.

The fact that Su Chen hadn't appeared for a long time made him somewhat worried.

Zu Peng thought for a moment and said somewhat uncertainly, "It should be on the mountaintop."

"What?" Zhu Yan was taken aback by these words. Su Chen was on the mountaintop?
Zu Peng explained, "Brother Su has been kind to me, so I specially stopped the enemy for Brother Su halfway up the mountain so that Brother Su could have an easier time."

Zhu Yan smiled wryly after hearing this: "You know nothing about your benefactor's strength."

"Huh?" Zu Peng was taken aback, not understanding.

Zhu Yan didn't speak, but looked up at the sky with longing eyes.

He wanted to pierce through the clouds and see the figure on the mountaintop, but all he could see was endless darkness.

The combined energy of tens of thousands of martial artists was immense, almost filling the sky above the two of them.

It not only dispersed the clouds and mist within a radius of a thousand meters, but also completely blocked the light above the dome.

The world was suddenly shrouded in darkness.

"It's raining?"

Suddenly, a strange change occurred.

A drop of rain tore through the darkness and fell, landing on Zhu Yan, making him look somewhat bewildered.

These dark clouds are all condensed from Yuan energy, not real dark clouds covering the sky, so how could rain be falling?
Zu Peng also noticed something was wrong.

The raindrops fell around the two of them, and imperceptibly, they eased some of the immense pressure that weighed on them.

The two exchanged a glance and looked up. Suddenly, streaks of bright silver-white light shone down from the sky that should have been filled with darkness.

One glistening raindrop after another fell, washing away the pressure on them while breaking through layers of attacks.

"He is our benefactor!" Seeing this, Zhu Yan smiled with relief.

He reached out and caught the raindrops, feeling the immense power of the elemental energy contained within them.

Amidst the initial surprise, a deep sense of horror washed over him: "This power of Yuan energy is terrifying!"

Zhu Yan couldn't imagine just how powerful Su Chen had become, given that even a single drop of rain contained such terrifying Yuan energy.

Zu Peng remained silent, his expression mirroring Zhu Yan's, yet also revealing a hint of deep contemplation.

"what happened?"

Just as the clouds, brimming with immense spiritual energy, were about to engulf Zhu Yan and his companions, a light drizzle suddenly began to fall from the sky.

“This rain…is strange!” Jue Wuya said in a deep voice.

Not only did he notice the strangeness of the raindrops, but the others did too.

"The rain seems to contain the power of primordial energy!"

Someone squeezed a raindrop and discovered its structure: it wasn't real water, but rather a force of primordial energy.

This sudden change immediately astonished everyone.

"This rain is all made of elemental energy!" someone shouted, unable to hide their surprise.

Upon hearing this, Jue Wuya reached out and grabbed a few drops of rainwater, which fell into his hand.

Under the pressure of the Yuan energy, the few raindrops exploded with a bang, and several terrifying Yuan energy bursts out.

Caught off guard, Jue Wuyai was injured by the force of the Yuan energy, and his hand trembled violently.

He looked down at the blood in his palm and was shocked, never expecting that he would be injured by a few drops of rain.

"All rainwater is imbued with the power of elemental energy, and each drop of rainwater possesses a different kind of elemental energy!"

This discovery moved even the most cunning and ruthless man, who could no longer maintain his composure.

He suddenly looked up, glanced around, and his eyes showed even greater shock.

If these raindrops are all condensed from the power of Yuan energy, and each raindrop represents a different kind of Yuan energy, then how many different kinds of Yuan energy would this extremely dense downpour contain?
hiss!
The thought was terrifying, and it even gave him a feeling of suffocation.

Jue Wuya was utterly horrified. Who could have done such a thing?
Even just the tip of the iceberg was enough to deeply shock him.

He glanced around and quickly noticed the expressions on Jian Wuxiao and the others' faces—the same solemnity and disbelief.

Almost everyone who discovered this turned extremely grim-faced, and some even looked as if they had seen a ghost.

"Look!"

Suddenly, a voice drew everyone's attention.

The warriors looked in the direction of the sound and were all shocked by the scene before them.

The overwhelming attacks seemed to be penetrated and disintegrated by an invisible force, revealing small holes under the erosion of the rain.

The silvery-white light intertwined with the raindrops, each drop of rain resembling a tiny point of light, shining brightly as it fell from the sky, creating a magnificent scene.

Their Yuan Power Cloud, which was powerful enough to destroy dozens of cities like Dafeng, was now riddled with holes.

In less than ten breaths, the Yuanli cloud covering a kilometer was completely dissipated by the raindrops.

However, what was presented to everyone was an even more astonishing and dazzling picture.

Above the dark Yuanli clouds, there was also a huge white cloud that seemed to stretch as far as the eye could see, suspended in mid-air.

The dense, thick clouds were as still as a stagnant pool, unable to stir up any waves, giving people an immense sense of oppression.

The dense, chilling raindrops of elemental energy fell through this thick cloud.

The crowd below raised their heads, staring blankly at the sky-covering white clouds, their hearts unable to calm down for a long time.

Beneath this white cloud, they couldn't help but feel a sense of insignificance.

"what!"

The moment a scream rang out, it shattered the silence of the 10,000-meter stretch and broke the bewilderment in everyone's hearts.

Those who lack the strength cannot withstand the pressure of the raindrops. Their internal energy is completely suppressed, and they lose their support and fall to the ground.

As the dark clouds dissipated and the white clouds appeared, the overwhelming raindrops finally revealed their fangs.

Raindrops fell, and at the moment they reached the same level as the martial artists, they all exploded.

The distinct forces of energy contained within the raindrops were unleashed amidst the explosions, sweeping across the land like a storm.

Those weaker Yuan Shen warriors were horrified to discover that this Yuan power was even more formidable than they had imagined.

Every wisp of Yuan energy is at the perfect level!
Boom boom boom!
The figures scattered across the sky fell to the ground in just ten breaths as the Yuan energy raged.

One by one, screams echoed as they fell from the sky, their fates sealed without warning.

Those martial artists who did not fall were struggling to persevere despite facing dozens, even hundreds, thousands, or tens of thousands of perfect-level Yuan Power attacks.

Moments later, hundreds and thousands of raindrops burst open.

The power of the elemental force did not dissipate, but rather crisscrossed and intertwined like a spider web.

The already powerful Yuan energy became even more terrifying under this continuous force, and immediately more than a thousand martial artists fell to the ground like ripe melons.

Those who have persevered until now are all top disciples from various factions.

"Someone is using elemental power against us! There's someone in the sky above the clouds!"

A martial artist shouted, leaving behind a precious sentence before falling down.

"It's Su Chen!" These words immediately attracted the attention of the martial artists present.

They quickly realized that the person who made the move was the real Su Chen.

Zhu Yan and Zu Peng were even more convinced of this claim than they were.

The two people, far from feeling uncomfortable in the pouring rain, actually felt like fish in water.

Upon learning the truth, everyone's faces were filled with indignation.

No one noticed that the rain had quietly stopped.

Unbeknownst to them, ten thousand raindrops had unknowingly exploded, unleashing a full ten thousand kinds of elemental power at that moment.

An even more vast and powerful force descended from the white clouds with a thunderous roar. The immense power, like that of stars, directly crushed the hundreds of martial artists on the field, causing their upright spines to bend under the weight of the pressure.

Before Su Chen even showed up, the power of all phenomena was already fully revealed, dominating the entire scene!
(End of this chapter)