Chapter 287

At the mountain peak, the sea of clouds churned, and a dozen figures fell like meteors.

Those so-called once-in-a-century geniuses had not even touched Boy with their fist force when golden light suddenly flared and their entire arm bones shattered inch by inch.

Amid the blood mist, Boy stood with hands behind his back, arrogance soaring to the heavens, crimson glints like those of an Ancient Ferocious Beast dancing in his eyes.

Boy's fist was like a collapsing mountain peak, crashing down with a boom.

There were no flashy techniques, no complex runes circulating — merely a simple punch, yet it contained terrifying power sufficient to tear apart mountains and rivers.

That Bu Tian Ge Disciple didn't even have a chance to react before he was blasted into powder by this punch, turning into a patch of blood mist that dissipated in the air.

All around, dead silence; everyone was dumbstruck.

"Heavens... this is too strong!" someone cried out involuntarily, their voice carrying an undisguised tremor.

"This is simply a monster! At such a young age, to actually possess such terrifying strength!" another muttered to himself, eyes full of shock.

Boy shook his fist, the corner of his mouth smug, his tone as arrogant as a celestial immortal: "I, Boy, suppress all enemies!"

Shi Huang stood in the distance, a trace of bitterness flashing in his eyes: "Originally the Kylin Son belonging to my Shi Clan!"

The Bu Tian Ge Zong Zhu narrowed his eyes, his gaze holding a few parts appreciation: "Ten thousand jin of divine strength at the Moving Blood Extreme Realm, comparable to the most outstanding Ancient Ferocious Beast cub — if such a genius could be received into my Bu Tian Ge, it would surely bring endless glory."

However, Boy's performance had only just begun.

One genius cultivator after another stepped forward to challenge, yet without exception all were easily defeated by him.

Every attack was accompanied by deafening booms, and the ground cracking and sky trembling that followed.

"Th-this is too exaggerated!" someone exclaimed, their voice trembling with disbelief.

"This is still the Moving Blood Realm?"

"Simply a Monster Genius! Simply unimaginable!" another couldn't help muttering, eyes full of astonishment.

Sure enough, as the news spread, more and more experts began to Notice this small figure.

Their gazes carried a few parts gravity, but also hid a trace of Expectation.

To personally Witness the growth of a peerless Heaven's Pride is itself an incomparably exciting thing.

Boy was completely unaffected by the outside world; his fist remained Domineering, his smile still flamboyant, as if the whole world lay in his palm.

Gradually, waves of exclamation rose from the watching crowd: "This child's battle skill is simply flawless!"

"His Reaction speed is too fast — there's simply no flaw to be found!"

"Simply a born battle machine!"

And Boy's performance indeed did not disappoint expectations.

Every battle, he could draw precious experience from it, constantly perfecting his own skill.

The speed of his Progress could simply be described as visible to the naked eye.

"This is the bearing of the Great Wilderness Heavenly Emperor!" Jiang Xuan's eyes flashed a trace of relief, "Able to have kings, marquises, and venerables continuously Actively Feed Moves at the Moving Blood Realm — Boy's growth speed will surely far surpass ordinary people."

As time passed, Boy's Fame spread throughout the entire Xu Shen Jie.

People discussed heatedly; some said he was a War God bestowed by heaven, some said he was destined to become a generation's Supreme.

And all this had only just begun.

In the Xu Shen Jie Lei Tai, wind and clouds surged; the blood Qi of a million Moving Blood cultivators condensed into a Jiu Xiao canopy.

Boy shattered the Lei Tai with a step, one arm propping up the inverted Star River; between his splayed fingers a furnace roared.

Just see eight hundred kings' and marquises' scions arrayed in a charging slaughter, their momentum like a breached flood; swords, spears, blades, and halberds turned into a golden-iron torrent pouring down.

Jiang Xuan released part of the Limit, allowing this Lei Tai to accommodate a Maximum Number of a thousand people dueling simultaneously.

"Well come!"

Boy's spinal great dragon boomed and vibrated; fist wind rose like a Kun Peng striking the sea.

Fist striking, tendons and bones rang in unison like a sudden thunderstorm; withdrawing power, cloud qi surged as if gods and demons retreated.

The Void exploded with thirty-six tendon-and-bone blast sounds; the Gold-Winged Great Peng clan Heaven's Pride at the very front had his chest caved in, the ten-zhang golden wings behind him shattered inch by inch, turning into a sky-full of golden rain scattering down.

The Fire Emperor exclaimed in admiration, "Fist intent has already connected with Creation!"

Words Sound Not Fall, Boy's feet trod the Yin-Yang Two Instruments positions, one hand clamped onto the White Tiger Venerable descendant's Tianling Cover, Fire Light gushed from his palm, actually refining that White Tiger's ferocious baleful Qi into powder alive.

Shi Xiao Dudu's whole body pores inhaled and exhaled furnace starlight; every Acupoint had the sound of gods and demons chanting scriptures.

At his chest there was even more a momentum that could melt everything.

An old cultivator cried out in a trembling voice: "Comparable to an Ancient Ferocious Beast cub — no, even more terrifying than a Ferocious Beast cub!"

"Satisfying!"

Blood-stained battle robe, Boy stood suspended in midair; beneath tattered lapels, furnace Dao Patterns could faintly be seen circulating.

At the moment the Zun Zhi Hong Lu treasure art manifested, the entire Xu Shen Jie trembled, and the Chu Shi Di stone stele exploded and cracked.

"Beat all Moving Blood with no Rival, Tianxia number one!"

"Brother Boy can be the Great Wilderness number one! That day I personally saw him flip a ten-zhang-tall Ground-Splitting Bear with one hand!"

Shou Hou danced with excitement, hand and foot, a snot bubble tracing a glittering arc in midair with his movements.

Seven or eight barefoot children instantly surrounded the stone mill, chattering away, exactly like a flock of sparrows whose nest had been blown up.

"Not just that! Last month a Ferocious Beast came to Provocation; Boy didn't even lift an eyelid, and with a finger from afar shattered the other's heart-protection mirror!" Er Meng Zi spoke while gesturing, his face equally flushed red with excitement.

From the center of the field came a milky-voiced long sigh.

Only to see Boy standing with hands behind his back in the center of the Lei Tai, beast-skin scarf fluttering in the wind; clearly a clay jar was still hanging at his waist, yet he struck a pose of looking down on the world: "Since age five I took up the sword, trod the Eight Wastes and Six Harmonies, never tasting a single defeat."

Chubby little hand suddenly joined fingers into a sword, "Yet now the heights are unbearably cold — can't even find an opponent who can last three full moves..."

Finally an Old Generation expert made a move.

The Void trembled; the Lao Guai who were Ancient Remnant Species in human form ultimately could not hold back.

These humanoid Ferocious Beasts who had lived through endless Years entered this Moving Blood Lei Tai, intending to defeat this juvenile Supreme with a lifetime of killing experience.

"Hiss—"

The first to act, the Purple Scale King Marquis tore open the void with both palms, blood-red runes flowing between his palm lines.

A peak existence who had pushed the Blood Moving Realm to eighty-six thousand jin, though not matching Shi Hao's hundred-jin extreme realm, he displayed veteran experience in every flip of his hands, actually evolving a force-dissipating vortex amid absolute disadvantage.

"Good timing!"

Shi Hao's eyes burst with red light, his spine's great dragon vertebrae cracking one after another.

Terrifying power awakened deep within his flesh and blood; his fist emerged like a dragon, yet at the moment it touched the blood-colored vortex it transformed into three thousand golden feathers—this was the Green Scale Eagle's secret art integrated into the most primordial fleshly attack.

"Clang!"

The Purple Scale King Marquis raised both arms in a Nine Palace Grid block, his scale armor colliding with the golden feathers to produce sparks like stars being annihilated.

"Still too young in the end, just a child!"

Lao Guai curled his lips in a cold smile; his withered palm suddenly penetrated the void's shackles, hooking toward Shi Hao's celestial cap at a strange angle like a goat hanging by its horns.

This was a great killing art he had comprehended from a hundred battles, long since mastered to perfection.

"Boom!"

Shi Hao neither dodged nor evaded, allowing the finger-claws to tear open his scalp.

Fire light suddenly spurted from every pore of his body, actually triggering a deeper profundity of the Supreme Furnace between life and death.

That small body seemed to become a Taotie Furnace, swallowing the killing power entirely; at the moment he grabbed the Purple Scale's wrist backhand, a hundred thousand jin of extreme-realm blood qi condensed into substantive axe light.

"Crack!"

Lao Guai's right arm snapped in response, yet there was not a hint of pain in his eyes.

Black bone thorns suddenly grew from the severed limb, like a poison dragon striking straight at Shi Hao's heart—this was the true killing move!

The Jiuyou Dark Bones raised by feeding on a King Marquis's body should have been invincible in the Blood Moving Realm.

"So that's how it is." Shi Hao's spiritual platform suddenly reflected the shadow of the Supreme Furnace, actually preparing to trade injury for life.

Boy actually thrust his chest forward to meet the bone thorns, his two fingers like swords pointing at the opponent's brow.

"Puff!"

The moment the blood-colored bone thorn pierced his chest, Shi Hao's fingertips bloomed with a chaotic lotus.

The Purple Scale King Marquis's head exploded with a boom, the lingering shock frozen in his shattered pupils.

"How is this possible, the Purple Scale King Marquis has lost!"

Several muffled groans came from the depths of the void; those watching old freaks had their Dao hearts trembling—.

Even more terrifying was that this child actually stole techniques from a hundred schools during the fight to the death, turning a life-and-death battle into a place of Tao enlightenment!

"Not enough!" Shi Hao pulled the Netherworld Bone from his chest, furnace runes circulating at the wound, "Bring on three more!"

With this clear cry, three blood-red thunderbolts descended from Tianqiong.

Zhuyan brandished a staff to split the void, the Green Phoenix vibrated its wings to burn the heavens, the Suanni trod thunder to suppress the world.

The three remnant species' true blood boiled, performing a complete killing array within the Blood Moving Realm.

Shi Hao laughed aloud; every pore of his body breathed in and out the Dao traces of the Supreme Furnace, each drop of blood becoming a miniature battlefield, deducing the wars of the Ten Thousand Races.

After this battle, the Supreme Furnace seemed half-clearer.

The Void Battlefield collapsed with a boom; the true blood of the Array Formation Kings pierced through Tianqiong.

Another King came to kill.

Boy leaped into the air, chaotic mist spraying from every pore of his body.

"Crack!"

The bronze war spear tore through Law chains; that King Marquis had three thousand array patterns floating around his body.

This was a method of integrating Array Formation Realm insights into the Blood Moving Realm; every wisp of blood qi secretly contained terrifying sword intent.

Boy's right arm suddenly surfaced with the Thunder Emperor Pattern; his five fingers fell like a heavenly blade, with runes condensing into a miniature Reincarnation Disk in his palm.

"Clang—!"

The ringing of metal and stone turned into Dao sound ripples; at the battlefield's edge, several spaces silently annihilated.

The watching old freaks' pupils contracted—that small body actually erupted with the sound of a thunderstorm while hard-clashing the killing array; the Blood Moving Realm's thunderclap transformed into substantive chaotic lightning.

"This child's war bones are humming!" a foreign race King whispered, killing intent fully revealed.

The Human Race has a peerless Heaven's Pride rising; this is not what they want to see.

Boy's spine rose with a blood-colored Azure Dragon; every joint's tremor carved residual patterns into the void.

This was melting the life-and-death battles of the three hundred thousand li Great Wilderness entirely into the true meaning of martial arts.

The King Marquis conjured by Zhuyan's true blood suddenly burst forth, his war staff stirring Jiu You Huang Quan.

Boy's eyes reflected the shadows of the Gold-Winged Great Peng and the Thunder Emperor battling the heavens; actually using pure flesh to perform the collision of two great secret arts.

His left leg swept across like a heavenly blade cleaving the moon; his right fist thrust forth like a true dragon emerging from the sea; one hundred and eight thousand pores simultaneously breathed in and out primordial runes.

"Boom!"

The King Marquis's chest armor exploded into powder, yet a sinister blood light flashed in his eyes.

The shattered array patterns suddenly reorganized into a cage; this was a method left deep in the bloodline by an Array Formation Realm expert.

Boy's spiritual platform suddenly surfaced the Supreme Furnace; his tender hand penetrated the shackles, his fingertips circulating obscure Dao rhythms.

"Break!"

Amid the clear cry, the cage cracked inch by inch; fire-light illusions hung down from Boy's hair.

That King Marquis retreated in shock, yet on the third step he collapsed into blood mist—actually having his Dao heart shattered by pure battle intent!

"Not satisfying enough!" The child's laughter shook the area; "Bring out all your methods!"

Boy stood on the battlefield; his small body erupted with shocking power.

He was agile like a nimble little beast, his silhouette weaving freely through blade light and sword shadows; every strike carried an unstoppable aura, power and technique perfectly integrated.

Battle after battle drew to a close; Boy's glorious record rapidly swept across the Eight Domains, and all under Tianxia seethed.

At first, when news spread that the three Array-Formation Kings had been defeated, people merely found it inconceivable.

Immediately afterward, ten Array-Formation Kings also fell one after another, and this time the entire Continent sank into profound shock.

And when a hundred Array-Formation Kings all paled in comparison before Boy, everyone was stunned speechless by this unimaginable outcome.

What is a King?

Commanding wind and rain, controlling the life and death of countless people — that is a King.

At this moment, over a hundred Kings suffered an unprecedented crushing defeat before this mere five-year-old child.

They expected to defeat Boy, obtain a supreme Opportunity, and awe Tianxia!

Yet now, not only did they fail to gain the Opportunity, they even became the laughingstock of all, burdened with eternal shame, their Inner Hearts filled with remorse.

The defeated Kings gathered together, their faces full of desolation and helplessness.

Their former pride was utterly gone; they hung their heads, the imposing bearing of the past no more.

One of the Kings gazed into the distance and let out a long sigh: "I once thought I dominated a region, my strength already at the absolute peak; never did I imagine that before this Boy I would be so utterly vulnerable — truly shameful."

Another King gave a bitter laugh and shook his head: "Indeed, I originally thought it would be an easy victory, yet I was beaten until I had no power to fight back; this gap drives one to despair."

They recalled their past glory, then looked at their present downfall, and their hearts were full of bitterness.

In the Blood Moving Realm, there is an unbridgeable chasm between themselves and that milk-baby.

However, amid this widespread dejection, they also found a sliver of consolation.

Looking around, they discovered that everyone had suffered the same crushing defeat; thinking it over, it seemed no one was any better off than anyone else, and that stifled resentment and unwillingness lessened slightly.

They looked at each other, you look at me, I look at you, shaking their heads and smiling bitterly in helplessness; their former unrivaled arrogance had long since vanished completely.

Boy, with his own power, defeated every Array-Formation King.

At this moment, he instantly became the most dazzling Existence in the Eight Domains.

"Though this child is young in years, he possesses such world-shaking power; in the coming decades, I fear the Eight Domains will all be his Tianxia."

"Right, simply another Double Pupil; we people will likely only become background in his Legend."

Thinking of this, many felt both admiration for Boy and a trace of melancholy at the turning of the Era.

Someone thought of that youth of the Shi Clan who was like a divine spirit; the milk-baby possibly bears the bearing of a Double Pupil.

Of course, some also believe that a Double Pupil at the Blood Moving Realm is no match for the Boy on the Lei Tai; the grown Boy may well have the potential to reappear as an Ancient Saint.

(Chapter End)