Chapter 186: Die!

[A/N: We are just a few more golden tickets away from reaching another milestone!!]

The gamblers who were cursing Chen Chuan just now were instantly silenced, followed by an explosion of wild joy as if they had survived a disaster, and even more frantic shouting.

"Senior Brother Chen! Awesome!"

"I knew Senior Brother Chen was the eternal God. My Origin Stones are saved—no, I’m going to be rich!"

"Hahaha! Zhao Ritian is dumbfounded, right? Didn’t expect my Senior Brother Chen to be a cheater too."

Meanwhile, the joy on the faces of the Disciples who bet on Zhao Ritian instantly froze and then shattered like porcelain, turning into an even deeper despair than before.

"Again? Is this ever going to end?"

Someone’s Mental State completely collapsed, and they slumped to the ground, lost in soul-crushing despair.

The Elders on the high platform could no longer remain calm and stood up in unison.

"An instantaneous boost? What secret technique is this? To be so overbearing!" The White-Bearded Elder’s beard trembled slightly, his eyes full of disbelief.

"It doesn’t look like a secret technique; there are no signs of side effects. His Aura is harmonious and full, and his Foundation is solid, as if it were obtained through hard Cultivation." The serious Elder’s gaze was sharp, as if trying to see through Chen Chuan. "This kid has just been hiding his Cultivation all along."

The wild laughter on Zhao Hengjiang’s face froze again as he looked at Chen Chuan, whose Aura was towering and not at all inferior to his brother’s after the Breakthrough.

He only felt a chill rush from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, his whole body cold, and he didn’t even have the strength to shout anymore.

"What kind of monster are you?"

Zhao Ritian was both shocked and furious. Chen Chuan’s illogical boost caused an indescribable panic to arise in his heart for the first time.

Chen Chuan felt the surging power within him and smiled slightly, finally speaking in a calm voice that carried a bone-chilling coldness.

"Is the gap between us still large now?"

Before his voice faded, he moved!

With the Wind God Art pushed to its limit, combined with the majestic Spiritual Power of the Great Power Realm Ninth Level Peak, his speed reached an unprecedentedly terrifying level.

Only a slowly dissipating purple-gold afterimage remained where he had been.

"Kill!"

Zhao Ritian suppressed the horror in his heart and roared, his Spirit Transformation Realm Spiritual Power erupting fully as he swung his broken saber.

He performed the ultimate killing move of the Nine Blazing Sun Saber Art, the blade light like a blazing sun falling to the earth, enveloping Chen Chuan.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The two collided fiercely once again!

This time, the intensity of the battle far exceeded before!

Although Chen Chuan was still in the Great Power Realm, his Ninth Level Peak Spiritual Power, combined with the terrifying physical strength brought by the Chaos Divine Body and his bloodline power, had caused his combat strength to undergo a qualitative leap.

Moreover, he had the Eye of Wisdom to help him see through his opponent’s moves.

On the arena, the purple-gold Dragon shadow and the crimson blazing sun interlaced frantically.

The sounds of collisions and air explosions were continuous, and the Spiritual Power shockwaves spread out like ripples, hitting the arena’s barrier with dull thuds.

Every part of Chen Chuan’s body became the most terrifying weapon. When his Dragon scales collided with the blade light, the sparks that flew were as brilliant as fireworks.

His attack angles were incredibly tricky, always managing to avoid Zhao Ritian’s strongest points and striking at his vital spots and the weak links in his Spiritual Power circulation.

Zhao Ritian became more alarmed as the fight went on!

He found that even though he had broken through to the Spirit Transformation Realm, he couldn’t gain the slightest advantage in absolute speed and strength.

The other’s freakish physique could withstand his Saber Qi while only leaving white marks.

That ghostly movement technique caused his proud saber techniques to miss repeatedly.

Even more terrifying was that ability to seemingly predict his next move, making him feel restricted and frustrated to the extreme.

"Impossible! I am in the Spirit Transformation Realm; my Spiritual Power quality is far superior to yours. Suppress him for me!"

Zhao Ritian roared like a madman, his saber techniques becoming increasingly ruthless, not hesitating to consume his Origin to kill Chen Chuan.

"Blazing Sun Blast!"

He risked taking a Dragon punch from Chen Chuan, his chest caving in, and as he spat blood, he forcibly performed a move that would take his opponent down with him. Violent flame Spiritual Power swept outward from him like a bomb.

The light of wisdom flowed in Chen Chuan’s eyes; he had long seen through the intention.

His body was like a willow catkin in the wind, cutting through the gaps of the explosion’s shockwave in an instant. His Dragon-scale-covered palm reached out like a Dragon claw, accurately grabbing Zhao Ritian’s wrist that held the saber.

Crack!

The sound of bone cracking, enough to make one’s teeth ache, rang out!

"Ah!"

Zhao Ritian let out a shrill scream as his wrist was crushed by force.

His old strength was spent, and new strength had not yet arisen. Having suffered such a heavy blow, his center was wide open, and his weaknesses were fully exposed.

How could Chen Chuan miss such an opportunity?

The purple-gold divine light in his eyes surged to the extreme, and the Dragon Yuan and blood energy within him converged frantically on his fist.

"True Dragon Breaks the Heavens!"

"Roar!"

A purple-gold Dragon-shaped Qi, even more terrifying than before, roared out. Its Dragon eyes looked down with disdain, carrying the supreme will to shatter stars as it struck Zhao Ritian’s chest squarely.

"No!"

Zhao Ritian only had time to let out a desperate and unwilling roar.

Boom!

A world-shaking explosion rang out!

The protective Spiritual light on Zhao Ritian’s body shattered like paper, his chest completely caved in, and a clear fist print suddenly bulged out from his back.

He flew backward like a tattered sack, blood mixed with internal organ fragments.

He drew a tragic arc in the air and finally crashed heavily onto the edge of the arena. After a few twitches, there was no more sound.

The number one person of the Outer Sect, Zhao Ritian, who had just broken through to the Spirit Transformation Realm, was dead!

Now, a silence fell over the place.

Only the humming of the arena barrier due to the excessive energy impact and the heavy breathing of some gamblers due to extreme excitement could be heard.

Everyone stared blankly at the figure in green standing proudly on the stage and the gradually cooling corpse at his feet.

An indescribable chill rose from everyone’s hearts, turning into the most primitive awe for the strong.

Chen Chuan slowly withdrew his fist, calming the churning blood energy within him.

He walked to Zhao Ritian’s corpse, expressionlessly took the Storage Ring from his finger, and unceremoniously tucked it into his robe.

This was his trophy.

Only then did the crowd below the stage explode like a boiling pot, erupting in a tsunami-like clamor.

"He won! Chen Chuan won! He killed Zhao Ritian of the Spirit Transformation Realm!"

"Slaying someone of a higher major Realm! This is truly a heaven-defying feat! The Outer Sect is about to change!"

"From today on, Chen Chuan is the undisputed number one person in the Outer Sect!"

The Elders looked at each other, seeing the shock and relief in each other’s eyes.

"This boy is a True Dragon!" The White-Bearded Elder clapped and praised.

"The Inner Sect will likely face a massive wave because of him." A rare smile appeared at the corner of the serious Elder’s mouth.

Chen Chuan jumped off the arena, his cold gaze sweeping toward Zhao Hengjiang, who was already paralyzed on the ground, covered in his own filth.

Under the gaze of everyone’s complex expressions, Chen Chuan walked over step by step.

"No... don’t kill me... Senior Brother Chen... Grandpa Chen... I was wrong..."

Zhao Hengjiang was covered in tears and snot, trembling all over with fear.

Chen Chuan didn’t kill him, but he showed no mercy either.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The muffled sounds of fists hitting flesh accompanied the pig-like screams.

In front of everyone, Chen Chuan gave Zhao Hengjiang another brutal beating, knocking him unconscious and leaving him in a worse state than before.

For a cripple, killing him would be doing him a favor. Letting him live to endure pain and humiliation was the greatest punishment.

Everyone looked at Zhao Hengjiang, who was like a dead dog, their eyes full of contempt.

This guy who screwed over his own brother had completely become the biggest joke of the Outer Sect.

After this battle, Chen Chuan’s name resounded throughout the Outer Sect; there was no one who didn’t know it.

With undisputed strength, he established his position as the number one Disciple of the Outer Sect.

And everyone knew that this hidden Dragon was about to take flight and burst into the even more magnificent world of the Inner Sect.