We Agreed to Brag Together, But You Secretly Dominated the World

Boundless aftershocks spread in all directions. Everyone present could not help but retreat. Some weaker cultivators turned pale, spewing blood. This was merely the aftermath of the two’s battle. Just the aftermath could cause such a terrifying scene. If one was in the thick of it, the power would be unimaginable.

After a long time, the Spirit Race Patriarch staggered back. The cushion under him exploded and he began retreating, blood flowing from his mouth, a hint of shock flashing in his eyes’ depths.

He had blocked Su Chen’s strike, yet still suffered some injury. This was simply unacceptable to him! One had to know that he was a veteran powerhouse who had cultivated at the peak stage of the Quasi-Saint Realm for nearly a hundred years.

As for Su Chen?

Su Chen was just a rising star. In terms of foundation, the two were not on the same level at all. Yet he had been seriously injured by Su Chen. If this got out… His title as Spirit Race Patriarch would likely appear in Su Chen’s glorious battle record. Moreover, he would leave the thickest stroke!

Seeing this, the representatives of many powerful forces trembled inwardly. Was this the rumored Great Mystery Holy Son? Just having broken through to the Quasi-Saint Realm, he already possessed the bearing of an invincible Quasi-Saint Realm powerhouse. Among Quasi-Saint Realm peers, who could match him?

The Spirit Race Patriarch retreated dozens of meters from just one exchange. Su Chen however had not moved at all, standing quietly in place. From beginning to end, he maintained a calm and unruffled bearing, unhurried. By comparison, the Spirit Race Patriarch was rather embarrassed.

“The middle stage of the Quasi-Saint Realm!” The Spirit Race Patriarch stared fixedly at Su Chen, squeezing out the words from between gritted teeth.

He had guessed Su Chen was not weak. Yet he had never looked down on Su Chen either. What he didn’t expect was that Su Chen’s true strength was actually at the middle stage of the Quasi-Saint Realm!

One had to know that Su Chen had only broken through to the Quasi-Saint Realm a year ago! In just a year’s time, he had actually broken through to the middle stage of the Quasi-Saint Realm.

Even if one soaked in supreme-grade spirit stone mines every day, one’s cultivation would not advance so terrifyingly fast! At this speed, Su Chen would likely become a Saint Realm powerhouse within five years.

At the same time, this made the Spirit Race Patriarch realize something. Su Chen purchasing saint=level materials before… Was indeed in preparation to become a saint!

“Hiss… The middle stage of the Quasi-Saint Realm!”

“Isn’t this a bit too terrifying?”

“Could Su Chen be some great emperor’s reincarnation?”

“Why does it seem he has no bottlenecks whatsoever?”

“In just a year, from having just entered the Quasi-Saint Realm to the middle stage of the Quasi-Saint Realm, even ancient great emperors wouldn’t dare imagine such speed!”

“His speed is simply inconceivable.”

“No, that’s not important! Most importantly, not only is his cultivation speed fast, but he can also be invincible among his peers!”

“Now that you put it that way, it’s true!”

“Thinking carefully, it’s terrifying. Looking down the long river of history, I’ve never seen a monster like Su Chen!”

“I’ve been stuck at the peak stage of the Quasi-Saint Realm for 500 years. Compared to the Great Mystery Holy Son now, I’m simply ashamed!”

In the hall, countless people discussed animatedly. At this point, they finally had no dissatisfaction with the Purple Clouds Holy Land’s arranging Su Chen here. If even Su Chen was unqualified to sit here, then who was?

[Reincarnation of a great emperor: 1/30,000]

[Reincarnation of a great emperor: 2/30,000]

[Reincarnation of a great emperor: 3/30,000]

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At the same time, a light screen that only Su Chen could see rose up. Su Chen looked at the virtual interface before him and faintly smiled. Then he walked forward. Judging by the virtual interface’s growth speed, it was still a bit slow. Therefore, Su Chen decided to add fuel to the fire!

“I just said it before,” Su Chen said calmly and indifferently as if taking a leisurely stroll through the hall. “This place is also very far from your Spirit Race. If I kill you here today, where can you run to? Who will be qualified to save you?”

“Hmph! Arrogant!” the Spirit Race Patriarch shouted coldly, his face filled with rage.

Although he had suffered some injury, to him this was nothing. He could recover in an instant. If it was a life-or-death battle, he believed he was no weaker than Su Chen!

After all, the two had only exchanged one move so far, and both still had many trump cards unused. If they desperately fought with their lives on the line, as a veteran expert he should at least have a 50-50 chance against Su Chen!

“Very well! Then 1’11 send you to the afterlife today!” Su Chen said indifferently.

As he finished speaking, he clenched his fist. A snow-white sword appeared. Coiled around the longsword was an azure dragon, seemingly brought to life. It breathed in and out a boundless baleful aura, making one’s hair stand on end.

“The Azure Dragon Sword!”

Seeing the Azure Dragon Sword appear, everyone’s expressions changed as they grew uneasy. Ever since Su Chen became famous, this sword in his hand had accomplished countless deeds. The Azure Dragon Sword had followed him and killed experts one after another. It was stained with the blood of countless experts. Today, the Azure Dragon Sword was unsheathed, and many present knew clearly this matter could no longer end easily!

“The Spirit Race has gone too far!”

“They clearly knew of the relationship between Su Chen and Qin Hao, yet deliberately released that Image Stone. Although Su Chen looked calm on the surface, he was actually already enraged. He’s just been enduring it!”

“The last time Su Chen used the Azure Dragon Sword was in the God Demon Sect’s ruins. Back then he consecutively killed several Quasi-Saint Realm powerhouses in a row!”

“Now he’s at the middle stage of the Quasi-Saint Realm. Using the Azure Dragon Sword again, who will fall beneath this sword?”

The atmosphere in the hall became increasingly tense. The snow-white sword emitted boundless baleful aura. The dragon’s might permeated every corner of the hall, seemingly substantial as if an ancient ferocious beast was just born. Everyone present felt as if they had fallen into an ice cavern. Some weaker cultivators had already begun retreating from the hall.. They didn’t want to take part in this battle and become cannon fodder!