My dear mother, is this really the peak of Viscera Refining?!!

The next day.

As soon as Zhao Tianchen woke up, he told Fang Hong about the Sect Grand Competition.

"Sect Grand Competition? But I'll be competing against those Earth Realm disciples. Can I do it?" Fang Hong asked uncertainly.

To be honest, ever since Fang Hong had created the muscle chapter of his body refinement technique and cultivated it to the perfect stage, he had no idea what his current strength level was.

His strength had simply surpassed common sense too much.

Not to mention, yesterday he had directly advanced his realm from the previous Bone Refinement Great Accomplishment to the current Organ Refinement perfection.

His bodily functions had reached the current stage of "perfection."

Although this advancement in realm was significant, the actual increase in his vital energy and blood was not as substantial as when he had cultivated the muscle chapter.

It had only increased about seven to eightfold.

Well, only seven to eightfold...

Although it sounded incredibly boastful, Fang Hong genuinely felt it was average.

After all, when he had cultivated the muscle chapter before, the increase in his vital energy and blood had been more than seven to eightfold.

The terrifying power he had unleashed when testing his strength back then had even frightened him.

And now, he had broken through three major realms consecutively.

The total increase in his vital energy and blood was only seven to eightfold.

Averaging it out, each major realm had only increased his vital energy and blood by about twofold.

Calculating it this way, it truly felt quite ordinary.

Of course, this might also be because his vital energy and blood were already extremely powerful before.

Therefore, the relatively ordinary breakthroughs in realm only appeared mediocre.

However, even so, thanks to his strong foundation in vital energy and blood, his strength had still improved significantly.

Therefore, Fang Hong truly couldn't gauge how strong he was now.

But one thing was certain.

Ordinary Organ Refinement realm cultivators would absolutely not be his match.

They wouldn't even last a single move against him.

However, it was certain that his current strength was nowhere near the Heaven Realm.

Because during the previous master-apprenticeship ceremony, he had felt an extremely strong, almost tangible, deadly threat from the various martial uncles and senior uncles who came to observe.

Even the True Disciples gave him a very strong sense of danger.

However, that level of danger wasn't enough to make him feel despair.

If he were to fight for his life, although he couldn't win, he could definitely splash their faces with blood.

But when facing those Heaven Realm powerhouses...

The extremely intense and terrifying sense of danger completely crushed any will to resist.

It was a feeling that no matter how desperately you fought, you couldn't even slightly harm them.

There was only despair.

Perhaps surrendering might result in less suffering.

And now, he had reached Organ Refinement perfection, and his strength had increased several times over.

Facing those True Disciples, the sense of danger he felt should be greatly reduced.

He could probably put up a fight.

As for whether he could win, he truly didn't know without actually fighting them.

After all, those individuals were True Disciples, beings cultivated with vast resources by the Star River Sect.

No one knew what abilities they possessed without fighting them.

Therefore, looking at it overall, Fang Hong estimated his current true strength to be at the Earth Realm level.

Perhaps even at the upper-middle tier of the Earth Realm.

However, this was just his own feeling.

Feelings could sometimes be deceiving.

For example, someone of average strength might still feel very dangerous to Fang Hong if they possessed a divine weapon.

So, his feelings were merely a rough, vague reference for himself.

Because he was very aware that true combat was never simply decided by superficial strength.

In a real battle, factors like decision-making, timing, methods, and equipment all play a role.

"What? Scared?"

Zhao Tianchen smiled as he looked at the uncertainty on Fang Hong's face and asked.

Hearing this, Fang Hong's lips curled up, and he let out a light laugh.

"I'm not scared, I just don't really know my own strength right now."

"I definitely won't embarrass my master."

"But I'm afraid that if my luck is bad and I encounter a stronger opponent early on, I won't be able to win and will be eliminated quickly. Wouldn't that be a waste of my master's good intentions?" Fang Hong said, shrugging his shoulders.

"Don't worry, if you can think of it, can't your master?"

Zhao Tianchen stroked his white beard. "Your master has already handled this for you. The opponents you meet won't be too strong."

"It will be ensured that you can enter the top ten and qualify to enter the Star Pool."

"Huh?!"

Fang Hong's eyes lit up at these words.

Good heavens, this is rigging the results!

Although, it seems like I'm the one rigging them...

Ah, then it's fine.

As expected, you need a powerful backer.

Fortunately, I didn't try any 'playing the pig to eat the tiger' routine back then.

Otherwise, I might be the one rigging the results right now.

Even if I could handle it then, it would still provoke many people and be very troublesome.

Unlike now, where my master's arrangements allow me to comfortably win my way into the top ten.

Gaining the chance for the Star Pool baptism that others dream of.

"However, while I can ensure you get into the top ten, your performance can't be too poor, or people will talk."

"Coincidentally, since you became my disciple, I haven't had a chance to witness your skills."

"Today, your master will test you to see what your strength really is."

"I will control my power to the mid-level of the Earth Realm. Feel free to attack with all you've got."

Zhao Tianchen extended his hand and beckoned Fang Hong over.

Fang Hong's brow twitched, and a flicker of interest flashed in his eyes.

This should be considered an early spar with a Heaven Realm expert.

Even if he controls his power, his many years of experience, knowledge, and skills are definitely not comparable to ordinary Earth Realm cultivators.

"Alright, then Master, be careful."

Fang Hong gave a warning, then without holding back, he instantly mobilized all his blood energy and inner strength.

This is a Heaven Realm expert!

If I don't go all out with a desperate attack and still try to hold back, isn't that ridiculous?!

So Fang Hong directly used all his strength!

Gulp, gulp—

Gurgle, gurgle—

Hum, hum, hum—

In an instant, the dull, resonant sound of his heart beating was like a giant hammer pounding a drum.

The surging sound of blood flow was like a great river pouring down, a river reversing its course.

The sound of muscles expanding and distorting was like countless steel bars twisting and squeezing, making one's teeth ache.

And amidst these somewhat chaotic sounds, Fang Hong's body began to swell madly.

Like a demon, like a fiend!

Gulp~

Seeing this scene before him, Zhao Tianchen's eyes widened in shock.

My heavens.

You're telling me this is the perfection of Organ Refinement?!

How can this be the perfection of Organ Refinement!!!

"Hah!!"

And at the moment Zhao Tianchen was stunned, Fang Hong let out a roar.

His boundless blood and qi surged, his terrifying inner strength exploding like a bomb.

A monstrous, terrifying giant claw hung in the air, descending.

"Earth Splitting Style!"

Bang—!

An ear-splitting sonic boom instantly erupted.

Boom!!

The next moment, with a tremendous crash, Zhao Tianchen was sent flying backward.

"You unfilial disciple!!!"