Chapter 735: Supreme Level
"If this were the Dou Qi Continent, old man would reduce these bastards to dust and ashes." Zhu Kun's face darkened with menace, his voice laced with killing intent.
It was only natural—this Heavenly Tomb ship was, after all, something they had built, and now it was being dismantled like a bandit's plunder, with these intruders even trying to enter the Heavenly Tomb to steal its treasures. Imagine their status and position on the Dou Qi Continent—how could they possibly tolerate this?
"Xiao Yan should know about this by now. Let's wait for him to come out."
At this moment, outside the Heavenly Tomb, its fall had drawn countless cultivators, who now flooded into the meteor crater.
Especially the young-generation cultivators, unable to contain themselves, upon hearing of treasures emerging, howled like wolves and rushed toward the meteor crater.
"Charge! The treasure is buried beneath these black stones—whomever claims it owns it!" A young cultivator, already impatient, dashed ahead into the crater.
The black protective layer embedded on the Heavenly Tomb had now been completely pried open by the ravenous treasure hunters of the Ning Tian Continent, revealing the tomb's original form—wrapped in a twisted spatial barrier.
But as this twisted spatial seal fully exposed itself, it gradually became assimilated by the Spiritual Energy of the Great Thousand World, merging into the space of the Ning Tian Continent.
Faintly visible within the space was the first-layer earth of the brownish Heavenly Tomb.
Some young cultivators who had arrived early had already formed factions, gathering a large group of like-minded companions, and declared loudly: "The Supreme Secret Treasury remains dangerous—we must help each other in our search for treasures."
"That's right! The Xin Region and Lu Region forces have already arrived. If we don't unite, there won't be even a drop of soup left for us in the Supreme Secret Treasury."
In an instant, countless young cultivator elites charged into the massive meteor crater like tigers descending from the mountains.
"I never expected this shattered continent concealed a Supreme Secret Treasury." Xin Zhangsheng, the Elder of the Xin Region, his aged eyes gleamed with sharp light.
He had already passed the Body Trial and Spirit Power Trial, reaching the peak of the Soul Spirit Realm—just one step away from entering the First-Rank Supreme Realm, and that step required not anything else, but resources.
Supreme Spirit Liquid—a substance only a Supreme can condense. Simply put, it is the Supreme's compression of Heavenly Earth Spirit Qi into an ultra-dense energy liquid.
A typical First-Rank Supreme needs considerable time to condense even a single drop of Supreme Spirit Liquid—imagine how valuable this treasure is! It is a relic only a Supreme can create!
To enter the Supreme Realm, one requires vast quantities of Supreme Spirit Liquid to carve out the Supreme Sea, ensuring one's Supreme Sea is "filled with water."
"Elder, the Lu Region's Elder Lu Tian has arrived too," said the young man beside Xin Zhangsheng, pointing to a group not far off—their leader, the old man, radiated an aura no weaker than Xin Zhangsheng's.
Xin Zhangsheng frowned deeply. The territories of the Lu Region and Xin Region bordered each other; both domain lords were First-Rank Supremes, each possessing only one Supreme. He and Lu Tian were both at the peak of the Soul Spirit Realm—meaning whoever gained a second Supreme first would greatly influence the fate of both regions.
"No matter what, we cannot let the Lu Region claim the Supreme Secret Treasury first. If they gain a second Supreme, our Xin Region will face annihilation," Xin Zhangsheng said grimly.
"Yes, Elder!"
Time passed second by second, and as all waited with bated breath, the spatial barrier of the Heavenly Tomb slowly thinned.
"When the time comes, you all go to the second level—I'll handle these people," Xiao Yixian said slowly, clutching a pinch of white powder in her hand.
Even without Dou Qi, Xiao Yixian was not entirely powerless. Back in Qingshan Town, she had been a frail girl with no strength—but even Mercenary Groups dared not bully her too much, because she knew poison!
Hearing Xiao Yixian's words, Cai Lin furrowed her delicate brows and said sternly: "No. We're in an unknown world where even Dou Qi is mysteriously corroded—we can't guarantee your poison will work, and we don't know the true strength of these people. If anything happens to you, how will we explain it to Xiao Yan?"
"But—" Xiao Yixian's beautiful eyes flickered with something unusual, her lips parting as if to speak—but Xun Er cut her off.
Xun Er seized Xiao Yixian's wrist and said earnestly: "Since Brother Xiao Yan chose you, we have no reason to abandon you alone. And I believe Brother Xiao Yan will have a solution when he emerges."
"If Xun Er trusts me so much, I'd be so embarrassed if I had no solution."
At that moment, a familiar voice came from behind them—Xiao Yan's figure slowly materialized from the space.
Seeing Xiao Yan appear, Gu Yuan and Zhu Kun both unconsciously exhaled in relief—as if a divine anchor had been dropped, his presence meant problems would be solved.
Zhu Kun hurriedly said: "Xiao Yan, our Dou Qi is mysteriously corroded in the Great Thousand World."
Xiao Yan smiled, a flash of confidence in his eyes: "I know. Father-in-law Zhu Kun—some things don't require Dou Qi."
It was amusing: besides Xiao Yan, there were five people here—not his wife, but his father-in-laws. He was practically dragging his whole family along.
With a wave of his hand, a sharp *shuuu*—a figure appeared before everyone. Seeing this figure, all eyes lit up with joy—how could they have forgotten this!
Puppet! Xing Tian!
Puppets require no Dou Qi. They are weapons—automatic arms—powered internally by Magic Cores, acting like batteries, needing only Heavenly Energy to recharge once their energy is depleted.
Cai Lin's beautiful eyes turned to Xiao Yan and asked: "Can Xing Tian win?"
At this moment, no one had any standard for judgment. Outside, there were at least a thousand people, and among them, two old men were the strongest—no one knew what level they corresponded to on the Dou Qi Continent.
For them, rank assessment had become completely useless.
Xiao Yan chuckled softly, teasing: "Cai Lin, have you become stupid? Even Father-in-law Gu Yuan could forcibly break open the Heavenly Tomb's spatial barrier, yet these people are helpless—this proves their strength is far weaker than Father-in-law Gu Yuan's. And Xing Tian's physical power equals the peak of Star Eight Dou Sheng—he can at least hold his own against those outside."
What Xiao Yan didn't say was that even if Xing Tian lost, he could intervene when necessary—he still had a trump card.
Cai Lin, insulted by Xiao Yan calling her stupid, shot him a withering glance and pinched his flesh hard with her jade hand.
"Xing Tian—deal with them. Let them pay for their greed." Seeing his painstakingly crafted ship dismantled like this, Xiao Yan's heart burned with anger.
Naturally, Xiao Yan felt no pity for these greedy treasure hunters.
Xing Tian bent his legs, then—*boom! *—he launched upward like a streak of light. *Puh! * The terrifying supersonic speed whipped up a gale. *Puh-puh-puh-puh! * In an instant, all nearby cultivators were reduced to SpiritFlesh, dying without even a cry.
"What is that?!"
The sudden change startled everyone present; all looked up toward the sky.
"Something flew out of the Supreme Secret Treasury!"
"It looks like a person!"
"No! No—it doesn't have a head!"
Everyone's faces paled—even the Elders of the Xin Region and Lu Region showed shock. The speed was so great even they couldn't track it—this power was terrifying!
Xin Zhangsheng frowned tightly, sensing with his Spirit Power, then his expression turned to astonishment: "It's a Spirit Puppet! A Supreme-level Spirit Puppet!"
"Spirit Puppet?"
The Lu Region Elder also noticed the truth, his voice grave: "If I'm not mistaken, this is a Spirit Puppet crafted by special methods—storing a unique energy source within its body, forging its flesh into a weapon-like strength, and preserving it indefinitely through strange techniques, as a guardian."
"Many Supremes create Spirit Puppets to guard their tombs, preventing disturbance during their eternal slumber."
In an instant, everyone exchanged glances, realization dawning—they had stumbled upon the tomb of a Supreme!
Though by accident, the outcome was correct: this truly was a tomb.
"Elder, what level is this Spirit Puppet?"
"At the very least—it's Supreme level! I am nowhere near its power!" Xin Zhangsheng's face turned ashen—who could have imagined a Supreme-level Spirit Puppet emerging from the Supreme Secret Treasury!
We don't even have a single Supreme among us!
Hiss-hiss-hiss!!! Upon hearing these words, everyone felt a chill surge into their hearts—the Supreme-level Spirit Puppet could slaughter every single person here.
"Run fast! This Spirit Puppet has locked onto us!"
"Aaaahhh!! Run!"
With a thunderous boom, Xing Tian, though headless, no longer needed his face to express emotion—at this level, his very aura conveyed everything.
Xing Tian unleashed a domineering, unrivaled Spiritual Pressure and stamped his foot upon the earth! With that single stomp, terrifying pressure descended—all those standing atop the Heavenly Tomb became his targets!
Do these ants dare tread upon the Heavenly Tomb?
Boom-boom-boom! As his foot came down, the earth trembled, the meteor crater shook as if heaven cracked and earth split; cultivators below even the Supreme Minor Third Trial exploded like tomatoes under a hydraulic press—blood and pulp sprayed everywhere.
The entire scene was grotesquely bloody; blood dyed the meteor crater red, forming a crimson stream.
"Run!"
"Heavens, this Spirit Puppet is too powerful!"
Feeling the terrifying force of that stomp, not even the strongest from the two major domains of the Western Realm on the Ning Tian Continent turned pale with fear—Supreme power was vastly beyond the Soul Spirit Trial; they didn't even qualify to defend themselves.
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