"Am I dreaming?"
"An eighteen-year-old Rank 5 War Marshal, high-level? I must be out of my mind!"
"Breaking through with every step, as if climbing a ladder to the heavens, without any hindrance. He went from Rank 4 to Rank 5 in an instant. It feels like I'm reading a myth!"
High-level War Marshal?!
Everyone present felt a huge wave surge in their minds, their eyes were dazed, as if carrying a hint of horror.
Going directly from low-level War General to high-level War Marshal, what is this concept?!
So many people cultivate for years, experiencing countless hardships and life-or-death crises, just to have a chance to break through a small realm!
Breaking through a major realm requires countless opportunities, treasures, and time. Who knows what price one must pay?!
Yet, Chen Beiyuan had, in an instant, leaped across five minor realms and one major realm, directly ascending from a Rank-4 War General to a Rank-5 War Marshal.
Moreover, he was only a step away from reaching the peak of Rank-5 War Marshal.
The feat, which many would never accomplish in their entire lives, was as effortless for him as breathing or drinking water.
Such an astonishing breakthrough speed could only be found in certain myths!
What stunned some observers even more was that they couldn't discern what kind of demonic cultivation Chen Beiyuan was practicing!
The Donghua Chen Clan's top-tier cultivation methods certainly didn't include anything so bizarre!
Boom!
The dark purple, eerie Demonic Qi surged instantly, shooting straight into the sky and almost covering the entire heavens, plunging the Martial Combat Zone into darkness.
The noble and imposing figure was surrounded by the eerie Demonic Qi, resembling a terrifying Mo that had emerged from ancient times.
A pair of dark purple eyes possessed a certain evil, demonic nature. Anyone who met their gaze would feel a chilling fear, as if they were in an abyss, slowly falling.
The Jailer Demon Scripture that Chen Beiyuan cultivated was an eerie scripture that allowed one to reach the eighth-rank War Emperor.
This eerie scripture was discovered by the Chen Clan's ancestor on a stone碑 in a sunless Fierce Beasts secret realm.
This eerie scripture not only came with various terrifyingly powerful battle skills and eerie神通, but the "Demonic Qi" cultivated from it also possessed the eerie ability to suppress all things in the world, making it extremely overbearing.
According to the Chen Clan's ancestor, the power of this eerie scripture was probably even above the family's eighth-rank inherited cultivation method.
It was a pity that for hundreds of years, no descendant of the Chen Clan had been able to successfully cultivate it.
Even the Chen Clan's ancestor, who was an Eighth-Rank War Emperor back then, couldn't cultivate it successfully. They believed that this bizarre scripture probably wasn't meant for humans to practice.
After all, this bizarre scripture was far too evil!
Eventually, this bizarre scripture was put on a shelf, and no one bothered with it.
Until later, Chen Beiyuan was born, and it caused a celestial anomaly. A bottomless fissure tore open in the sky, almost alarming all the Eighth-Rank War Emperor experts in Yanjing City.
When the celestial anomaly appeared, the mysterious stone tablet in the Chen Clan's secret vault, which recorded the bizarre scripture, directly shattered. It turned into a ray of Demonic light and injected itself into the newborn Chen Beiyuan's body.
At the moment of his birth, Chen Beiyuan, without any teacher, mastered this bizarre scripture that no one had managed to cultivate successfully for hundreds of years.
Over the years, Chen Beiyuan rarely took action outside, and no one knew that he was cultivating such a bizarre scripture.
Even within the Chen Clan, very few people knew about this.
And at this moment, Chen Beiyuan's dark purple eyes were fixed on the stunned faces of the old man and the young one in front of him, seeming to carry a hint of coldness.
"Not good!"
Elder Qiong felt a chill rise from the depths of his heart. His originally gloomy and disdainful old face suddenly changed drastically, as he clearly sensed an indescribable threat.
As a Rank 6 War King, to actually perceive a threat from a Rank 5 War Marshal?!
It sounded like a joke.
One must know, there was a whole major realm separating them.
Yet, he had truly sensed it!
He was very clear that Chen Beiyuan in front of him absolutely could not be regarded as an ordinary Rank 5 War Marshal?!
This world is always home to naturally powerful, terrifyingly strong monsters capable of fighting beyond their level!
For some reason, at this moment, he inexplicably felt a trace of imperceptible regret.
Maybe, lowering my head wouldn't be so bad.
But alas, it was too late!
Chen Beiyuan's lips curled into a sinister smile. Feeling the surging, bizarre Demonic Qi within him, he looked at the old dog before him and raised his previously still right hand to form a fist.
The crystal-clear fist, like white jade, suddenly retreated, instantly drawing upon the overwhelming Jailer Demon Scripture, forming a massive vortex of demonic flames.
A gigantic, dark purple fist emerged from the vortex of demonic flames. The clearly visible lines seemed to be formed by bizarre demonic patterns, carrying a strange demonic power as it slammed heavily towards the "old dog" and the half-dead "puppy" in its arms.
Forbidden Annihilation Demon Prison Fist
At the same time, his booming voice echoed throughout Donghua Academy, spreading outwards.
"Old geezer, since you won't give me an explanation, I'll give you one."
"Not good!"
Elder Qiong's expression changed drastically. He wanted to take Lin Xiao and dodge, but he felt the surrounding air become incredibly heavy. A subtle mental fluctuation seemed to lock onto him, forcing him to retreat with nowhere to go.
The enormous dark purple fist peak gave him a feeling of utter invincibility.
Without hesitation, he threw the weak Lin Xiao in his arms towards the back, avoiding the upcoming fight.
"You young whippersnapper, you underestimate me!"
Elder Qiong's hair stood on end as he roared with rage, as if completely enraged.
As a peak Rank 6 War King, if he were forced into a corner by a junior, wouldn't that be a disgrace?!
He refused to believe that after surviving decades of perilous battles, he would lose to a mere youngster!
The surging Qi and blood within him instantly erupted. His emaciated body suddenly swelled, muscles bulging, and the wrinkles on his face diminished, faintly revealing the handsome features of his younger days.
A strange, dragon-like roar echoed from within him.
A monster with bulging muscles, covered in gray scales, a bizarre Jiao head, a thick python body, and twisted limbs, abruptly appeared before everyone.
This was Elder Qiong's War King-level battle spirit!
[Mid-Rank Battle Spirit: Venomous Python-Jiao]
This was a type of beast battle spirit with potent toxins and a trace of Jiao dragon blood within!
Elder Qiong's high regard for Lin Xiao stemmed from the hope of witnessing him transform into a dragon.
His mid-tier battle spirit, the Venomous Python-Jiao, had almost no chance of becoming a dragon.
Even completely transforming into a jiao, and advancing to a high-tier battle spirit, was a distant dream.
Watching that majestic figure, engulfed in towering Demonic Qi.
A hint of ruthlessness seemed to flash in Elder Qiong's eyes, clearly indicating he was prepared to fight to the death.
"Junior, today I will make you understand that the might of a War King is not to be trifled with..."
Hmph!
Chen Beiyuan snorted coldly, his dark purple eyes seeming to reflect a forbidden image.
At the moment of contact with those dark purple demonic eyes, Elder Qiong saw an endless abyss of darkness instantly engulf him, and the words in his mouth abruptly stopped.
His soul felt as if it had been frozen.
He was instantly stunned in place, unable to move.
The Venomous Python-Jiao behind him also let out a terrified howl at this moment, shivering as if it had seen some kind of higher-level terrifying being.
"Not good!"
On the main platform, Vice Principal Liu Wenhui instantly noticed the abnormality in Elder Qiong's condition and instinctively wanted to intervene.
Just as the thought surfaced in his mind, he felt a chill rise from the soles of his feet, straight to his brain.
Damn it!
He stiffened his head, not daring to move a muscle, but his eyes couldn't help but dart to the side.
He saw an old man with a missing arm had appeared in the room at some point. He was clutching a bloodstained broken knife, and his pale eyes were staring directly at him, as if giving a silent warning.
Even though he was a Rank 7 War Emperor, he couldn't help but feel his scalp tingle!
The other party could sneak up behind him silently, and could naturally chop off his head silently!
Liu Wenhui forced a stiff smile and gave a wry smile, sighing inwardly. He sat back down in his original position, not daring to make any other moves.
Such a ferocious aura could only belong to those lunatics from the Donghua Chen Clan who fought Fierce Beasts and Other Races on the border every day.
He didn't want to test whether his head was as hard as those of the Fierce Beasts and Other Races.
Boom!
A miserable howl rang out.
The Venomous Python-Jiao was directly blown apart by the dark purple giant fist.
Elder Qiong, who was stunned in place with vacant eyes, was jolted awake by the excruciating pain in his mind.
Reacting, he saw the slightly dimmed giant fist pressing down on him fiercely, and instinctively raised his arm to resist.
"No!!!"
Boom!
The entire Martial Combat Stage instantly shattered, smashed into a massive pit.