Chapter 116: Drawing a Prison on the Ground

  Although Xia Chen broke through the eighth layer of the acquired stage, it seemed that he was evenly matched with Sun Hua's tenth layer, but truly defeating Sun Hua still made everyone feel unbelievable.

  The day after tomorrow, in the hearts of the vast majority of people, is an invincible myth. Unexpectedly, today, I witnessed the destruction of this myth with my own eyes.

  The faces of the Donghua Sect disciples turned pale, filled with terrified expressions. Even Sun Hua, who was in the tenth heaven, was defeated by Xia Chen, and no one from the Donghua Sect could surpass Xia Chen anymore. This young man said he would challenge the entire Donghua Sect, and he really did it.

  Wei Tian's face was pale and purple, his body stiffly standing upright, with cold sweat dripping down his back. At this moment, he felt a little relieved in his heart. If he had insisted on fighting with Xia Chen earlier, the outcome might have been even worse than Sun Hua's.

  Xie Tianfeng and Yang Qianyu's faces were complex, disbelieving, shocked, envious, admiring...and more. In their hearts, they had already placed Xia Chen on an equal, even higher level of importance.

  It's cheaper for this guy... Xia Chen coldly glanced at Sun Huwei.

  Sun Hua has fainted, and it would be unseemly to continue the pursuit in public. Otherwise, given Xia Chen's personality, he would have seen it through to the end.

  However, Xia Chenyi indeed didn't have the time to bother with Sun Huwei, he had just broken through to the Late Eighth Heaven and there were many things he had just come to realize, so he needed to quickly sort them out and stabilize his realm.

  He walked back to Zhengxuan Sect, didn't have time to speak, smiled at Chen Qiushui and then closed his eyes to meditate.

  The Zhēng Yuán Pài disciples looked at him with reverence and admiration, their gaze now indistinguishable from the way they looked at Chen Qiū Shuǐ. This young man had won a place in their hearts with his absolute strength.

  Yu Xiulian and Wu Feng's eyes were filled with despair, after Xia Chen defeated the tenth heaven of Sun Huawen, they had lost their last hope for revenge.

  Fang Ziqing's face was wooden, her lips trembling, and her heart had sunk to the bottom. Originally, she thought that after breaking through the tenth heaven, she still had a chance to kill Xia Chen, but now it seemed that there was no longer any possibility.

  Master, Master Yue, the guy who was just an ant half a year ago has truly grown up. With his cultivation alone, my disciple is no longer his match... If the Beast Garden trial can't kill him, you can't care about your status anymore... Fang Ziqing thought to himself, his face full of murderous intent.

  She didn't know that Chen Qiushui's gaze had silently passed over her face.

  Fang Ziqing, I don't know what you're thinking in your heart, but as long as I'm here, don't even think about harming a single hair on Xia Chen's head. Chen Qiushui's face was expressionless.

  At this time, there was a silence in the field, and everyone was still immersed in the shock brought by Xia Chen. For half a moment, no one came up to challenge him.

  Sun Ming Sheng sighed, directing his disciples to help Sun Hua up and use their inner energy to treat his injuries. After taking several medicinal pills, Sun Hua finally slowly came to.

  He was actually not seriously injured, but was defeated by Xia Chen and suddenly became angry and fainted.

  Sun Ming-sheng comforted him in a low voice for a few sentences and patted his shoulder before leaving.

  Half a quarter later, Yunling Sect disciples came down and went to the Zhengyi Sect disciples' camp to challenge them.

  The two factions came and went, and in the blink of an eye, several people had entered and exited, but no one came to challenge the Zhengxuan faction and the Donghua faction, and the disciples of the two factions did not go out again.

  After Xia Chen's challenge to the entire Donghua faction, the Zhengxuan faction disciples have lost all interest in the competition, while the Donghua faction disciples collectively lost their minds.

  The gods' messengers also have different thoughts.

  Sun Ming Sheng and Jiao Yun Fei were angry, but after all, they valued their identity and wouldn't pursue Xia Chen further. They showed the demeanor of a divine cultivator, although their faces didn't look too good.

  Zhan Li, Xuan Lingzi, Jin Dazhao and others were filled with envy, thinking that if their own sect had a talented disciple like this, it would be great.

  Li Chen Dong and Fan Yun were thinking at the same time, after this beast garden training, no matter what, they had to suggest to the sect master, recommending Xia Chen to the ancestral master of the sect. Such a genius, even if these divine communication first-order cultivators personally cultivate him, it's probably still a waste of his talent.

  In Xia Chen's mind, everything was clear and transparent, like a replay. The battle with Sun Huwei, from start to finish, every detail was presented without error, even including how Sun Huwei launched his attack, how he used his mental image attacks, all appeared as clearly as the surface of a rock.

  This is exactly the strange feeling conveyed by Jingbao Pan.

  After the eight realms of stability were combed, Xia Chen was about to open his eyes, but unexpectedly, the聚宝盆 suddenly transmitted a strange feeling, and then appeared the scene of Sun Hua drawing a picture as a prison.

  It turned out that he was so good at launching ideological attacks... Xia Chen carefully comprehended the fragments in his mind, and couldn't help but feel enlightened.

  Can't help but say that this painting is indeed very magical, with cultivation as the main focus, with boundaries and attacks as secondary, and then adding imagery, like a line, linking the three together.

  Unless the attacker simultaneously breaks through cultivation, realm and attack, it is impossible to escape from the binding of the idea, and there is no way to escape. It can be said that as long as the cultivation is lower than the attacker's, it is equivalent to stepping into a dead end.

  Of course, drawing a prison on the ground is also a magical skill and it's very powerful. If used in the realm of magic, the image is between reality and illusion, enough to trap and kill an opponent of the same level.

  Under the guidance of Jibao Pan, Xia Chen quickly understood all the details of painting as a prison, just like Sun Hua taught him with all his might.

  If Sun Hua knew that Xia Chen not only broke through the Eight Heavens after being forced by him, but also learned his strongest ultimate move, he would probably be so angry that he would faint again.

  After demonstrating twice, the entire process of drawing as a prison was like a clear stream flowing slowly in Xia Chen's heart, with unprecedented clarity.

  Xia Chen felt that he was about to unleash a powerful Imaginary Attack, but he didn't know how strong it would be.

  "Huh? How is this possible?" Chen Qiushui looked at Xia Chen who was sitting with his eyes closed, a look of astonishment on his absolutely beautiful face.

  To others, Xia Chen seemed perfectly normal, but in Chen Qiushui's eyes, half of Xia Chen's body was clearly enveloped by a halo.

  This halo is exactly the "Drawing a prison on the ground" that Sun Hua used just now!

  At this moment, Xia Chen slowly opened his eyes, and half of his body slightly shook. The light circle that had been drawn as a prison instantly disappeared.

  "Understood?" A gentle and beautiful voice sounded beside him.

  Xia Chen was taken aback, turned his head around, and Chen Qiushui was smiling at him with a gaze.

  "I've gained some insight, if Sun Huwei were to use the Painting Earth Prison again now, I should be able to break through it calmly, and even trap him inside the Painting Earth Prison." Xia Chen said with a smile.

  "Even the ultimate move of the tenth heavy sky was understood by you in one battle, I don't know what to say anymore." Chen Qiushui sighed slightly.

  I'm afraid anyone who sees Xia Chen's perversion will involuntarily sigh.

  At this time, a tall and majestic disciple of the Zhengyi Sect, Xu Xuxu, walked slowly to the front of the Zhengxuan Sect, bowed his fist towards Xia Chen, and smiled: "I am Yan Zhenghua, a ninth-generation disciple of the Zhengyi Sect's acquired realm. I have seen Master Xia."

  "Hmm? You're here to challenge me? Your courage is quite impressive. The Orthodox Sect disciple was taken aback."

  Even if the 10th Heaven is defeated by Xia Chen, will the 9th Heaven come to die?

  "Is Brother Yan going to challenge me?" Xia Chen asked.

  "No, no, no!" Yan Zhenghua's face changed, and he waved his hand repeatedly. "I don't dare to challenge Shixiong Xia, I just saw that Shixiong Xia has Tongguan Dan, I don't know if it's redundant, can we exchange a few pills? I can trade something for it."

  Although Xia Chen had just broken through to the 8th Heaven, his strength was formidable, and Yan Zhenghua didn't dare to call him "younger brother" at all.

  "Oh?" Xia Chen's mind stirred, "Shen Shixiong, I indeed have some Tongsu Dan here, but it can only be exchanged for yuan stones."

  "Heh heh, I knew Brother Xia would need yuan stones, so I've already prepared them." Yan Zhenghua was overjoyed and took out a yuan stone from his pocket, tossing it to Xia Chen.

  Xia Chen reached out and took it, then poured out three pieces of Tong Qiao Dan and threw them at Yan Zhenghua.

  Yan Zhenghua took it, looked at it for a moment, and his face was excited. He thanked him repeatedly and retreated.

  Yuanshi is precious, but for him, it's far less needed than Tongguandan.

  Xia Chen was also very satisfied, adding up the yuan stones from Yan Zhenghua, the ones he won from Wei Tiandu, and the ones replicated by the聚宝盆 (聚 means gathering, 宝 means treasure, 盆 means basin) in these days, he now had more than a dozen yuan stones.

  These spirit stones should be enough for the puppet to eat for a while, but I don't know how many blocks it needs to eat at once to reach the level of a divine cultivator's one-hit kill, Xia Chen thought.

  In the Liè Yún Zǐ Dòng Fǔ, he only fed the puppet two pieces of Yuán Shí, and was able to punch the Hòu Tiān Eightfold until it spat blood. It's estimated that a puppet that eats two pieces of Yuán Shí should have strength around the peak of the Hòu Tiān Tenth Order.

  As long as the yuan stone is sufficient, it is not impossible to reach the realm of divine communication.

  Unfortunately, yuan stones are not as common as cabbages. Even for a divine cultivator like Li Chen Dong, yuan stones are still a rare resource that cannot be wasted. Xia Chen having so many yuan stones means he can already walk sideways among the post-heavenly disciples.

  With Yan Zhenghua's demonstration, Yunlingpai and other later ninefold disciples of Zhengyi also came to exchange Tongguan Dan with Xia Chen.

  Summer dust is welcome, the more yuan stone the better, as for Tong Qiao Dan, it's not very useful for Xia Chen anyway, leaving one to use as a copy seed is enough.

  Of course, not everyone has Yuanshi. Two of the nine disciples of the later generations each took out a piece of what they thought was a good treasure and wanted to exchange it for Tongxuan Dan, but ended up with a nose full of ash, and had no choice but to hang their heads in shame and leave.

  Joking, from Lie Yunzi's cave mansion, he obtained so many heavenly treasures, Xia Chen can no longer look up to these later disciples' treasures, even if they were precious elixirs, they couldn't compare to the allure of yuan stones for him.

  The Donghua Sect's post-heaven ninefold disciples looked on with a mixture of envy and jealousy, their hearts stirred but unable to do anything except sigh as they watched others exchange blows - after all, it was their own sect that had clashed with Xia Chen.

  Thinking of this, several people couldn't help but feel some resentment towards Wei Tian, thinking that if it weren't for his arrogant challenge to Chen Qiushui, they wouldn't have gotten into so much trouble.

  Pitifully guarding the heavenly gate, losing the Jade Stone and losing face, only to be resented by fellow disciples in secret.

  Xu Shaobai, Leng Xingchen and Lin Fengling looked at each other, their expressions calm, but their eyes filled with the same envy.

  As the ninth disciple of Hou Tian, they naturally yearn for Tong Kui Dan as well. However, without Yuan Shi, they didn't have the nerve to ask Xia Chen for it, even though they were fellow disciples; it was a bit too embarrassing.

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