Mozi Sha's Methods

At the very same moment that Chen Fan broke through.

Above the vast and boundless primeval forest, in the Nine-Star Land of Opportunity, a sudden change occurs!

The ancient Bone Tempering Rankings, hanging in the sky, suddenly burst forth with golden light once more, attracting the attention of all living beings in the area.

Countless pairs of eyes were cast in confusion.

On the list, the name that had just climbed to twenty-ninth place not long ago now seemed to be infused with endless divine power, transforming into a blazing golden Star!

Then, under the gaze of countless horrified eyes, this name began a new round of insane surge!

Twenty-eight!

Twenty-fifth!

Twentieth!

Unstoppable momentum, sweeping away all obstacles!

It crushed one after another of the long-established and terrifying names that occupied the top of the list, with an utterly unreasonable attitude.

Finally, in the deathly silence where everyone's breath caught in their throats, that golden name was firmly fixed in place...

Ninth place!

Dead silence.

An unprecedented stillness enveloped the vast primeval forest.

Whether it was the Alien Races fighting against the Origin Spirit Giant Crocodiles in the swamp, or the teams vying for a thousand-year-old spiritual herb in the mountain stream, all the Prodigies stopped what they were doing at the same time.

They looked up, staring intently at the ancient Bone Tempering Rankings in the sky.

That golden name, [Human Race Chen Fan], was like a red-hot branding iron, seared onto everyone's retinas.

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"

Deep within a swamp shrouded in poisonous gas, a powerful, Eighth-Turn Alien Races Prodigies, covered in dark green scales, screamed in terror.

He, the chief of the Marsh Dragon Clan, ranked fifteenth on the Bone Tempering Rankings.

How much did he pay for this ranking?

He survived countless near-death experiences in the clan's secret realm, devouring the Origin Source of his three brothers, and barely managed to squeeze into the top twenty at the Eighth-Turn Mid-Stage.

But now, how can a Human Race just broke through to the Eighth-Turn, a guy who was at the bottom of the rankings just a few moments ago, suddenly jump to ninth place?

"Kill him... As long as I kill him and devour his Origin Source, I'm sure I can break into the top ten, or even the top five!"

The Marsh Dragon Clan's chieftain's eyes instantly turned incredibly crazed, and his breathing became several times heavier.

On the other side of the jungle.

Shen Xuan, Su Qingyue, and Tuo Bashan had just joined forces to defeat a giant Origin Spirit comparable to the Early Eighth-Turn.

"Boom!"

Tuo Bashan blasted the head of the Origin Spirit into countless points of light with a single punch. Feeling the surging Qi and Blood within his body, he was about to roar to the sky when he suddenly stopped.

He noticed the changes in the rankings.

That soaring fighting spirit instantly surged like a raging fire doused with boiling oil.

"Good! Well done, Chen Fan!" Tuo Bashan's eyes shone brightly, his clenched fists cracking. "Once this is over, I'm going to give him a good beating! I'll see just how tough he really is!"

He will become everyone's target.

Su Qingyue's voice was as cold as ever. She raised her hand to wipe away a trace of golden blood from her cheek, but her eyes held a hint of seriousness that was hard to detect.

Shen Xuan remained silent. He closed his blood-stained folding fan, gently waving it, his gaze more profound than ever before.

"That's not what I'm worried about," he said slowly. "Given Chen Fan's personality, he wouldn't be afraid of any number of enemies. I'm only worried that someone might use methods we can't even imagine... to deal with him."

Before he could finish speaking...

An extreme sense of danger, originating from the depths of their Divine Souls, rose from the hearts of the three of them without warning!

At the other end of the Nine-Star Land of Opportunity lies a barren, black plain.

This place seemed to be a forbidden zone for life, filled with a nauseating stench of blood and Demonic Qi, even the light was distorted.

Mozi Sha stood with his hands behind his back, calmly looking at the list in the sky. Looking at the arrogant ninth place, his black-gold pupils were completely unmoved, but the corners of his mouth curled up in a playful smile.

Before him, a massive cage made of pure Demonic Qi floated silently.

Inside the cage, dozens of figures were impaled on the collarbones by thick black chains and nailed to the rack formed of Demonic Qi.

Leading the group were Wei Yan, the Supreme Leader of the Human Race's Tianshu Guardian Zone, and Ling Feng, an Eighth-Turn expert.

Behind them, Shen Xuan, Su Qingyue, and Tuo Bashan were prominently featured!

This team, which brought together the most outstanding Prodigies of the Human Race, was completely wiped out here!

They had clearly encountered an extremely well-planned ambush.

"Did you see that?"

Mozi Sha slowly turned around, his mocking gaze falling on Wei Yan, who was lying listlessly in the cage.

"This is the hope of your Human Race. Ninth on the Bone Tempering Rankings, truly... a remarkable achievement."

"Mozi Sha!" Wei Yan's eyes were bloodshot. He struggled frantically, his bones creaking, but only the chains binding his body tightened, drawing out large gushes of blood. "You despicable, shameless scoundrel! If you have the guts, fight us fair and square!"

"Pah!" Tuo Bashan spat a mouthful of blood-tinged saliva onto the barrier of the Demonic Qi cage, making a sizzling, corrosive sound. "Besides sneak attacks, what the hell can you do?!"

Shen Xuan did not roar. He simply raised his head, and his usually carefree peach blossom eyes were now as cold as ancient ice.

He spoke slowly and deliberately, his voice not loud, but clearly reaching the ears of the Mozi Sha: "You will soon regret what you have done today, I guarantee it."

Mozi Sha seemed not to hear these angry curses.

He walked slowly to the front of the cage, as if admiring his most perfect work of art, appreciating the struggles and anger of these chosen ones.

He chuckled softly, "The strong are never bound by means. The anger of the weak is the most melodious music."

"I admit, he may be very strong now. But even the fiercest beast is no match for a hunter's carefully prepared trap, and..."

The Mozi Sha, then his cruel gaze slowly swept over Shen Xuan, Tuo Bashan, and Su Qingyue.

"... bait."

The words had barely left his mouth.

Mozi Sha raised his hand!

Boom!

A boundless and unparalleled Demonic Qi, mixed with Qi and Blood tinged with an ominous purple hue, transformed into a towering black pillar of light that shot fiercely into the sky!

His cold yet supremely majestic voice, transmitted through the pillar of light, transformed into rolling sound waves, resounding throughout every corner and crevice of the Nine-Star Land of Opportunity!

"Chen Fan Human Race, your companion is in my hands."

"Come to the Burial Demon Abyss within three days to meet your death."

"Otherwise, I will refine them one by one to help me reach the summit!"

Accompanying this domineering declaration, a colossal image, incredibly clear and composed of Demonic Qi, simultaneously expanded, hanging above the heads of every living being...

The image showed Shen Xuan, Wei Yan, Ling Feng, and others imprisoned in a cage of Demonic Qi, covered in blood and withered in a miserable state!

Within the valley of the Myriad Laws Dao Fruits.

Chen Fan slowly opened his eyes.

He had completely refined the six Dao Fruits and the Origin Source of dozens of top Prodigies.

At this moment, his aura had already reached the peak of the Eighth-Turn, and only a thin membrane remained between him and the Ninth-Turn Realm.

He looked up and saw the image in the sky made of Demonic Qi, and heard the resounding announcement.

The smile on Chen Fan's lips froze instantly.

Those eyes, which had just shone with a dazzling golden light due to their sudden surge in power, gradually faded into silence, transforming into a bottomless Abyss.