Chapter 2: Cave Heaven Extreme Realm, Ten Cave Heavens

At one moment, Mengchen moved.

He crossed the index fingers of both hands and began to loosen his joints.

He glanced toward a spot and stepped out; he possessed the bearing of a dragon and tiger, an invincible aura that captured the soul.

The young monks who had been fighting just a second ago, upon sensing Mengchen's movement, abruptly ceased their fierce battle; they could not help but retreat involuntarily, a thick sense of fear rising in their hearts, a heavy oppression that made them almost suffocate.

One person moves, a hundred feel fear.

What kind of shocking strength did he possess? As Mengchen stepped forward, there seemed to be a great momentum; with every landing of his soles, the oppressive feeling surged like a tidal wave, heavy as an invisible mountain, weighing thousands of jun, making people unable to catch their breath.

A young monk struggled to resist the pressure, his body turning brilliant in an instant; as light flowed, a dense array of Runes appeared, and behind him condensed seven magma-like caves, each over three inches high, circulating endlessly.

Within them was a majestic life force, appearing truly like fresh red magma, dazzling and eye-catching.

These magma-like caves were known as Cave Heavens, and they were also the representation of a realm: the Dongtian Realm!

Opening up a Cave Heaven and reaching this realm meant one could seize the fortune of Heaven and Earth, constantly absorbing the vast divine essence and spiritual energy from the outside world to replenish oneself.

As long as one did not engage in overly brutal combat, the human body's vitality and strength would basically remain in a peak state at all times.

To be able to open up seven Cave Heavens at such an age showed that this young monk's talent and strength were also quite formidable.

The seven Cave Heavens appeared, and after the pressure brought by Mengchen was greatly reduced, the young monk's expression still showed no signs of relaxation.

Because he knew clearly that with his own strength alone, he could not yet compete with Mengchen.

So he looked around at his surroundings and shouted loudly: "We cultivate the immortal Dao for the sake of standing proudly in the world; how can we fear and do nothing? He is only one person; I do not believe he can defeat all of us. Everyone, attack together; this is an opportunity, and also a test."

"Even if we truly lose to him then, it would not be a grievance, because everyone knows he is very strong; in a one-on-one fight, we have absolutely no possibility of winning. But if we luckily win, only then will we have the chance to become the new generation of young Supreme."

The call spread rapidly to every corner of the training ground; his words made the remaining hundred-plus young monks' eyes light up, and deep inside, they began to stir.

Although their hearts were moved, they only turned their heads to watch the others, not wanting to be the one to stick their neck out.

Because they feared being deliberately targeted by Mengchen; they still understood the principle that the bird that sticks its head out gets shot.

Mengchen stopped at the sound, gazed at the young monk who had spoken, then looked around leisurely and said: "He is right; joining forces is a good choice, and it is the only chance you have to defeat me."

"If you are still this hesitant, then you might as well leave the field voluntarily; why stand here at all?"

"Let us leave voluntarily, on what grounds?" Mengchen's words somewhat provoked some of the young monks; they had come today precisely to become the new generation of young Supreme, so how could they yield without a fight?

Mengchen smiled contemptuously.

"Hehe... the grounds, of course, are strength!"

At this moment, the look of contempt revealed on his face made the group of young monks very indignant:

"Strength? We admit that you, Mengchen, are indeed very strong, enough to look down upon us all, but among our generation, we are not weak either."

"Since you despise us so much, then we will join forces to fight you and let you know that even a fierce tiger struggles to withstand the siege of a pack of wolves."

"Everyone, attack together; this is indeed a rare opportunity for us. We have cultivated bitterly for years, all for the sake of showing our skills today."

"Our cultivation should have been ambitious and far-reaching, rising up to compete with all living things; how can we fear and stop because of one little Mengchen?"

As the sounds of indignation grew more frequent, on the training ground, patches of Runes appeared one after another, flashing with extreme brilliance, gradually condensing into brilliant Cave Heavens.

In an instant, several hundred Cave Heavens appeared simultaneously, the radiance brilliant for a moment, dazzling like the sun.

They had all reached the Dongtian Realm and had each opened up their own Cave Heavens.

Observing closely, the weakest among them had opened five Cave Heavens, while the strongest had opened nine.

In a breath, the whole field was silent, the intent to battle intense! Over a hundred young monks, with Cave Heavens circulating behind them, reflecting brilliant light, their small bodies standing proudly, their indignant gazes all fixed on Mengchen alone.

"Very good! Since your resolve is clear and you have made your choice, then let us fight!"

Mengchen swept his gaze across all directions, and with a wave of his arm, his orange monk robe rose without wind. Golden light overflowed in his pupils, and his whole body emitted ten thousand zhang of golden light. Immediately after, mysterious Runes exploded from him as the center, gorgeous as ten thousand galaxies, dazzling and eye-catching.

As the blazing Runes swirled, Cave Heavens emerged from behind him, like wheels of red suns, emitting extreme brilliance.

The Cave Heavens condensed and were arranged in an orderly fashion.

Under the gaze of everyone in the field, nine Cave Heavens had already condensed behind Mengchen.

Under the reflection of the nine Cave Heavens, Mengchen was like a god or Buddha descended to the world, auspicious clouds gushing from his body.

In an instant, sheets of sacred light surged from his skin, like chains of order, one by one, flowing from the void and pouring back into his physical body.

"Boom..."

Another Cave Heaven condensed in an instant, hovering above his head.

Ten Cave Heavens! This is the extreme realm of the Cave Heaven, a realm that only exists in ancient books. Never did they expect that this seemingly unremarkable Mengchen had actually reached this step.

When the tenth Cave Heaven condensed, the other nine began to rotate around it, erupting with incomparable light, like ten suns across the sky.

With the appearance of the tenth Cave Heaven, the brilliant radiance became even more dazzling, making the group of young monks who had also opened Cave Heavens appear dim and lusterless.

At this moment, even the sun hanging high in the sky could not compare to it; he became the only one in this world, like a deity bathing in holy light.

On the observation platform, several monks were greatly shocked, their faces horrified, unable to contain themselves: "This is the extreme realm of the Cave Heaven; in just half a month, he has actually opened up ten Cave Heavens!"

"Supreme! Possessing six pieces of Supreme Bone and having opened ten Cave Heavens, this is a true young Supreme!"

"Ten Cave Heavens, which could originally only be seen in ancient books, I never expected to witness it with my own eyes today; it is truly the mercy of Heaven, and truly the fortune of our sect!"

In the center of the observation platform, Jinchanzi sat on the Lotus Platform, watching intently; although he did not express it in words, his heart was already surging with waves.

He was composed, suppressing the heart-stirring joy in his heart, and scanned the monks beside him, asking indifferently: "I heard that in Huangyu, there is someone calling himself Little Bear who also opened ten Cave Heavens and shone brilliantly in the Void God Realm; which sect is that disciple from?"

"Reporting to the Sect Leader, that Little Bear is a disciple of the already destroyed Heaven Mending Pavilion," a middle-aged monk replied.

Hearing this, Jinchanzi's expression was a bit surprised.

"Oh? Butian Pavilion! I never expected that a small sect founded by an expelled disciple of the Butian Sect could also cultivate a generation of young Supreme."

After a slight pause, he said softly: "It stands to reason; the Butian Sect would certainly not let that young Supreme grow wild, and the Butian Sect will surely summon him into the sect."

"After the Xuanyu genius battle ends, we can arrange for Mengchen to go to the Butian Sect to spar with that young Supreme."

Hearing what Jinchanzi said, the group of monks beside him spoke one after another with high spirits:

"Mengchen possesses six Supreme Bones; he will surely be able to suppress them and bolster the prestige of our Western Sect."

"For a long time, the Butian Sect, the Jietian Sect, and others... have been on par with our Western Sect, but now we finally have a chance to take the lead."

Jinchanzi wore a smile and nodded slightly, saying, "Mm... not bad. Once Mengchen returns triumphantly from the Butian Sect, we can report this to the Upper Realm!"

"At that time, the Upper Realm will surely be overjoyed and will certainly summon Mengchen to the Upper Realm. Perhaps we, too, will have a chance to enter the Upper Realm then."

Hearing this, the crowd looked at one another, and a fierce flame seemed to rise in their hearts.

Immediately, their burning gazes turned toward Mengchen.

Within their gazes, there was an added layer of intense anticipation.

They anticipated being able to bathe in his glory in the future and follow him into the Upper Realm.

(End of this chapter)