Chaos Heaven-Dominating Technique

HSSSSSS...

As the Purification Power and the Essence of Spiritual Medicine from the Profound Yellow Fruit seeped in, the ground of the Primordial Small World began to erupt with a hissing sound, like water splashing into scalding oil. A white mist started to rise.

Seeing the white mist rise, Shen Haoran’s face lit up with joy. This white mist was the manifestation of Elder Yan’s Spiritual Thought, and now it was being expelled by the Purification Power and the medicinal effects of the Profound Yellow Fruit!

As the white mist rose, the white cracks on the ground began to slowly heal, and the gray mist within the Primordial Small World grew ever denser!

Seeing this, Shen Haoran suppressed his excitement and calmed his mind. He controlled the remaining Purification Power, letting it surge in. Now, the healing of the cracks on the ground was only a matter of time!

Outside the Slaughter Tower, the entire plaza was so silent you could hear a pin drop. All the disciples were quiet, staring at the eighth floor. Just a moment ago, before the golden light of the Seventh Floor had even faded, the light on the eighth floor had lit up. This time, he was even faster than he’d been on the first floor!

"He... did he pass the eighth floor? I’m not seeing things, am I?" a disciple gulped, his voice trembling.

"His name is on the stele! That guy actually made it to the eighth floor!" The crowd turned to look at the stone stele in the center of the plaza. Shen Haoran’s name was displayed high up in second place. Behind his name, a large number "8" assaulted their senses!

"How is that possible!" Niu Ben collapsed onto the ground, his face turning ashen. He roared inwardly, ’No, this is impossible! That kid is just a Tier One Spirit Marquis, how could he beat me? How could I lose?’

But the constantly flashing red dot of light on the eighth floor forced Niu Ben to accept the truth.

"See? I told you Brother Haoran couldn’t possibly lose!" Murong Wanqing said proudly as she watched the red dot of light on the eighth floor. At the same time, her beautiful eyes swept across the crowd, and everyone who met her gaze couldn’t help but lower their head.

Not a single one of these disciples had been optimistic about Shen Haoran; they thought he wouldn’t even make it past the first floor. But what was the result? Not only did Shen Haoran charge to the eighth floor, but he did it with extreme speed, completely blowing their minds. Murong Wanqing’s words were like a harsh slap across their faces, leaving a fiery sting!

"Hmph, what’s there to be so smug about? He’s been in there for so long, he’s probably been seriously injured, or even crippled!" one disciple said, disgruntled.

"Exactly! It’s not like this hasn’t happened before. Some people overestimate their own strength and end up getting crippled by the Guardian!" Hearing that disciple’s words, the surrounding disciples chimed in, all staring at the red dot of light that remained motionless on the eighth floor.

At these words, a glint flashed in Niu Ben’s eyes. ’That’s right, situations like that have happened before.’ The gloom on his face was instantly swept away, replaced by a cold sneer. "Hmph, so what if you beat me? If you become a cripple, there will be no place for you in the Sect!"

"You... Fine! Just wait until Brother Haoran comes out. We’ll see what excuses you can come up with then!" Seeing the disciples still looking unconvinced, Murong Wanqing let out a cold snort and ignored them.

...

Inside the Slaughter Tower, time passed second by second. Within Shen Haoran’s Dantian, the Purification Power and the essence of the Profound Yellow Fruit had completely vanished, and the cracks on the ground had fully healed. The entire Primordial Small World was now completely filled with gray mist, and nothing could be seen.

BZZZZZZ...

Suddenly, the gray mist began to tremble, and a series of reverberations like a Brahma Sound echoed from within Shen Haoran’s Dantian.

Then, the gray mist churned and began to disperse throughout the Primordial Small World. In an instant, the once-gloomy world became crystal clear.

RUSH...

Following that, the sound of flowing water echoed as countless streams of Spiritual Power, like currents of water, surged madly into the Primordial Small World. With this influx of Spiritual Power, the once-dead Primordial Small World was instantly brought to life.

After the Primordial Small World was revitalized by the Spiritual Power, Shen Haoran’s robes began to billow. A powerful aura erupted from within him, forcing back all the surrounding Purification Power!

A moment later, Shen Haoran’s tightly closed eyes snapped open, and two tangible beams of brilliant light flashed from them. At the same time, the powerful aura around him instantly receded, and his robes settled back against his body.

"I’ve finally repaired the Primordial Small World! And I’m a Tier Two Spirit Marquis!" Shen Haoran stood up and clenched his fists, his face ecstatic.

He stretched his body and felt the Primordial Small World within him, his face filled with amazement.

The current Primordial Small World now had a spark of vitality; it was no longer as lifeless as before.

’They say the higher one’s Cultivation, the more real the small world within one’s body becomes. I wonder if this Primordial Small World will truly turn into a world of its own in the future!’ A look of anticipation flashed in Shen Haoran’s eyes.

After observing it for a while, Shen Haoran drew back his focus.

"Time to get out of here," Shen Haoran muttered, looking up. Even after breaking through to Tier Two Spirit Marquis, he could still feel a powerful pressure from above.

With a mere thought, a wave of rejection emanated from the Slaughter Tower, and he was thrown out...

"Look, he’s out!" In the plaza, the Slaughter Tower trembled, and Shen Haoran’s figure appeared in everyone’s sight.

In mid-air, several draconic shadows flashed beneath Shen Haoran’s feet before he landed steadily on the ground.

"Brother Haoran!" Seeing Shen Haoran emerge, Murong Wanqing hurried to greet him.

"You broke through?" As she approached Shen Haoran, Murong Wanqing could feel that his aura had grown stronger.

Because he had just broken through, the aura of a Tier Two Spirit Marquis had not been completely concealed. The crowd finally reacted, staring at Shen Haoran as if he were a monster.

"Just a lucky break," Shen Haoran said, waving his hand dismissively. He then turned his gaze toward Niu Ben. Now, it was time to collect the debt!

"You... you stay away from me!" Niu Ben’s face was filled with terror as he looked at Shen Haoran, whose expression was unchanged and whose aura and strength had surged. In his three years at the Celestial Spirit Sect, he had never seen a disciple at Tier One Spirit Marquis charge straight to the eighth floor, not only emerging unscathed but also breaking through. Even the number one ranked Xue Shitian wasn’t capable of that! ’This time,’ he thought, ’I’ve really picked a fight with the wrong person...’

[PS: Two more Chapters to come. They will be released together tonight!]