Myriad Laws Ranking

The astonishment on Jinjiao's face faded, replaced by intense disdain and contempt.

He suddenly burst into laughter.

"Haha! I never expected that when my Organ Refining technique was just one step away from perfection, such a top-grade Dao Seed would be delivered to me at this crucial moment!"

He pointed sharply at Chen Fan and shouted to the dozens of powerful Alien Races followers around him, "Can you smell it? The aura of his Origin Dao Seed is so pure and powerful! It's like a peerless tonic sent to us by the heavens!"

Upon hearing this, the surprise and doubt in the eyes of the surrounding Alien Races Prodigies were instantly replaced by flames of greed.

A barrage of gazes were fixed on Chen Fan, like a pack of hungry wolves eyeing a plump lamb, eager to pounce and devour it.

Jinjiao completely ignored Chen Fan's previous question, and a dazzling dark golden light burst forth from his body, making him seem like a Golden War God with a terrifying aura.

"You little Human Race brat, I'll accept your Dao Seed!"

He grinned maliciously, his figure suddenly blurred, and in the next instant he appeared in front of Chen Fan. His hands transformed into extremely sharp claws, accompanied by a shrill whistling sound that tore through the air, aiming straight for Chen Fan's head, intending to kill him with one blow.

Faced with this extremely fierce attack, Chen Fan frowned slightly.

"I was just asking a question, why are you getting so worked up?"

Before he finished speaking, he casually raised his right hand and threw a seemingly ordinary Basic Straight Punch.

"Boom!"

The instant fist and claw collided, the Jinjiao's body, which he was so proud of, shattered into pieces like Glazed Crystal struck by a giant hammer with a crisp sound.

An irresistible and terrifying force surged into his arm with overwhelming force.

He felt as if he had been struck by a small Stars, letting out a shrill scream. His body flew backward uncontrollably, smashing through more than a dozen massive Obsidian trees as hard as iron, before finally crashing to the ground hundreds of meters away, spitting out blood and his breath instantly fading.

The entire hall was deathly silent.

The greed on the faces of all the Alien Races Prodigies froze into unbelievable horror; they stood frozen on the spot, as if struck by lightning.

Chen Fan tilted his head and complained in confusion, "Seriously, can't we just talk things out? Why do we have to resort to violence and make things so unfriendly?"

"Kill him! All of you! Kill him!"

Jinjiao struggled to his feet from the ruins, one of his arms twisted unnaturally, his expression a mixture of shock and anger.

Unable to accept the fact that he had been severely injured by a punch from a Human Race child who looked only ten years old, he roared like a madman, ordering all the Alien Races to attack together.

"Whoever kills him will receive half of his Dao Seed!"

Under the immense temptation of sharing the Dao Seed, the dozens of Alien Races Prodigies hesitated briefly before their fear was finally overcome by greed.

"Roar!"

"Slaughter this Human Race!"

Accompanied by roars, dozens of streaks of Stream of Light rushed towards Chen Fan from all directions, the light of various techniques and secret arts intertwining into a net of death, attempting to completely engulf him.

"Ugh, what a hassle."

Chen Fan sighed softly. Behind him, the phantom of Ancient Furnace That Devours All Things flashed by.

The next moment, he moved.

His figure transformed into a blurry golden lightning bolt, charging into the Alien Races with an almost unreasonable attitude.

Chen Fan's figure weaved among dozens of Alien Races Prodigies. With each punch and kick, he accurately struck an Alien Races, breaking bones and sending them flying with screams, completely incapacitated.

The whole process was smooth and fluid, even possessing a strange sense of rhythm.

In less than ten breaths, the noisy battlefield fell silent once again.

Apart from Jinjiao, who was blasted away at the beginning, all the other Alien Races Prodigies were now lying scattered on the ground, none of them able to stand up.

Chen Fan remained standing in the same spot, his clothes spotless.

The trembling Jinjiao's pupils contracted sharply, and he turned to run away.

However, a hand appeared like a ghost on the back of his neck, and with a gentle press, he felt an unparalleled force coming through him, and he was forced to the ground.

Chen Fan's figure had appeared before him without him even noticing.

He grabbed Jinjiao's proud, majestic horn as if it were a tattered sack, and slammed its head hard against the hard Obsidian ground.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Dull impacts rang out one after another, and a shallow crater quickly appeared in the ground, splattering specks of golden blood.

Accompanied by the rhythmic muffled thud, Chen Fan's clear, childlike voice, tinged with curiosity, rang out once more.

"Now, can you answer my question properly?"

"That... the Myriad Laws Ranking, what exactly is that?"

Tormented by excruciating pain and fear, the once invincible Jinjiao had all his dignity and pride shattered, and his psychological defenses finally collapsed.

He let out a bloodcurdling scream, like a pig being slaughtered.

"Stop... stop hitting me! I'll talk! I'll tell you everything! Waaaaah... I was wrong, big brother!!"

Chen Fan released his grip, picked up the Jinjiao, and carried it like a half-dead chick.

With a look of dissatisfaction on his face, he complained, "Why didn't you cooperate like this from the beginning? You only talk properly after I beat you up, really."

With his nose bruised and face swollen, and tears streaming down his face, Jinjiao was no longer the arrogant leader of his clan.

All he wants now is to survive.

"I'll tell you! Big brother, I'll tell you everything!"

Jinjiao's psychological defenses had long since collapsed, and he begged for mercy repeatedly, spilling everything he knew like beans pouring from a bamboo tube.

"The Myriad Laws Ranking... is the ultimate assessment of all the geniuses who enter this Prodigies by the Myriad Laws Source Realm!"

"Any Prodigies who creates their own cultivation technique in this world, once the technique reaches initial perfection, will be guided by the World Will to be transported out."

"And at the moment of departure, the World Will will make a judgment based on the potential, strength, and completeness of the cultivation technique. The names and techniques of the most outstanding ones will be engraved on the Myriad Laws Ranking that spans all regions!"

In order to survive, Jinjiao used every ounce of his strength to boast about the value of the list, trying to use these secrets to demonstrate his worth.

"Those who make the list are all unparalleled geniuses, unmatched throughout history! Especially the top ten, which are almost entirely dominated by the Nine Overlord Races in our universe!"

"The cultivation techniques they created have the potential to become supreme scriptures for suppressing a clan in the future, the true foundation of mythology!"

Chen Fan had no interest in these racial accusations and interrupted him directly, asking, "What about the Human Race? Where does the Human Race rank on the list?"

He didn't dare hesitate for a moment and quickly replied, "Human Race... there's only one Human Race! Only one person made it into the top ten!"

"It's that legendary... White Emperor!"

"The Organ Refining technique he created in this realm was rated by the World Will as... second to none throughout history!"