"Get out of the way, I'm going to excavate the ruins here."
In contrast to Qian Hao's nervousness, Chu Chen walked in front of him with a calm expression and waved his hand, indicating for him to go away.
Qian Hao was stunned. "What … what did you say?"
"You're digging. Don't stand here and get in the way. Go away."
Chu Chen snorted. Light flashed in his hand, and a crystal hoe appeared. He pointed at Qian Hao with the hoe and then pointed to the side, indicating for him to get out of the way again.
"There's actually a ruin under my feet …"
Qian Hao muttered, but he moved to the side, retreating about five feet away.
Chu Chen had already started digging. Suddenly, the hoe flew, and the soil made of black crystal sand splashed in all directions.
Qian Hao found that this Spirit Stream youth was digging extremely fast. In a dozen breaths, he had dug out a shallow pit with a radius of several feet in the ground.
After digging for a while, the grey-robed youth frowned and stopped. He glanced around and then pinched his fingers as if he was recalculating his position.
It didn't take long for him to come up with a plan. Step by step, he walked toward Qian Hao's current position.
Qian Hao suddenly became nervous. This kid wouldn't choose the place where he was standing, right? Sure enough, the more afraid something was, the more it would happen!
Chu Chen stood in front of Qian Hao while muttering something. He stretched out his right index finger, indicating for him to get out of the way.
All the cultivators' gazes also gathered. At this moment, Qian Hao didn't know whether to advance or retreat.
"What … what are you doing?"
Qian Hao clenched his fists. He was a Spirit River cultivator, so he couldn't show that he was afraid of a Spirit Stream cultivator. Even if he lost, he couldn't lose!
"I'm digging."
While Chu Chen was speaking, the crystal hoe was already raised high up in the air and was about to dig at Qian Hao's feet.
Qian Hao was shocked and jumped a few steps to the side like a rabbit. His face darkened. "Bastard kid, are you looking for trouble?!"
"What trouble? I calculated that there might be a ruin here, so I'm digging. "
Chu Chen quickly swung the crystal hoe, as if he was flying. Black sand splattered everywhere.
"Why … why is it where I'm standing?"
"How would I know? If there is a ruin, I will dig it up. You don't have to dig it up. If you can find the ruin yourself, I can go back to the bluestone and rest."
Chu Chen's movements were very big, but his breathing was very stable.
Qian Hao's face turned green, then white, then green again. He glared at Chu Chen fiercely. This kid was clearly looking for trouble with him, but right now, he was indeed digging for crystal gravel. The key point was that this cold kid was exuding a dangerous aura, so it was better not to provoke him.
Back off!
This time, Qian Hao deliberately retreated a little further, standing a hundred feet away. He crossed his arms with a sneer on his face, waiting to see what kind of trick this kid was going to play.
Some cultivators also had the same feeling. After all, Chu Chen had not moved for two days.
Shua! Shua! Shua!
As Chu Chen raised his hand, he dug out another shallow pit, about a chi in diameter and about a zhang in diameter, on the black soil.
He stopped again, frowned, and began to calculate something with his fingers, muttering to himself.
After pondering for a moment, Chu Chen glanced around and once again walked toward where Qian Hao was standing.
The distance of a hundred feet was quickly covered by Chu Chen, and he once again stood coldly in front of Qian Hao.
"Bastard, you … you are definitely doing this on purpose!"
Qian Hao's old face was completely embarrassed. Once could be done twice, but not thrice. This Ling Xi kid had done this three times in a row. He was clearly looking for trouble.
He, Qian Hao, was a Spiritual River cultivator.
A Spiritual River cultivator could not be submissive, even if it was for the dignity of this realm. Qian Hao gritted his teeth and immediately activated all the spiritual power in his body. The surrounding space began to vibrate.
In the blink of an eye, Qian Hao slowly raised his right hand, and layers of white spiritual light overlapped and bloomed.
"Break!"
He slowly floated in the air about thirty feet above the ground, and his right palm, wrapped in thick light, slammed toward Chu Chen.
Along with his low roar, a violent surge of spiritual power surged, and Qian Hao's right palm soared in the wind, instantly growing to the size of several feet.
On the giant palm, the muscles, bones, and veins were clearly defined, and two huge ancient seal characters were faintly formed, constantly rotating.
"Attack!"
The moment Qian Hao spoke the incantation, his entire body was carried by the giant palm, and like a small mountain, it pressed down on Chu Chen.
"You dare to act so rashly after finding an incomplete battle skill in the Small Celestial Realm?"
Seeing Qian Hao's palm flying toward him like a mountain, Chu Chen looked up and said indifferently.
Before he finished speaking, Chu Chen suddenly raised his right palm and casually slapped it upwards. He lifted it as if it was light, without the slightest bit of strength. It was as if he was swatting away a fly, casually flinging out his palm.
The cultivators could not help but frown. This little Ling Xi cultivator was so arrogant. How could he be so perfunctory against a Spiritual River cultivator's full force attack?
Just as the two palms were about to collide, a dazzling golden red light of spiritual power suddenly flashed.
This flash of light was so fast that most of the cultivators present did not see clearly what had happened.
When they came back to their senses, they saw that Qian Hao's huge palm had suddenly collapsed inch by inch, as if it was made of sand.
The momentum of Chu Chen's thin palm did not stop at all. After directly blasting away Qian Hao's palm, it directly imprinted on his left chest.
The seemingly light palm caused Qian Hao's face to suddenly change greatly. There was no trace of blood on his face, and his fat body trembled violently and doubled in size!
His whole body seemed to have been forcibly injected with countless amounts of spiritual power, and then his whole body was carried hundreds of feet high by the terrifying spiritual power.
Blood sprinkled down like rain!
It all gushed out from Qian Hao's seven orifices, and his whole body became a statue that spewed out countless blood fountains.
Even though Chu Chen had held back, this palm caused Qian Hao to suffer a lot of injuries.
Chu Chen could even kill a half-step Heavenly River Realm cultivator, let alone a mere mid-stage Spirit River Realm cultivator.
Under the shocked gazes of the crowd, Qian Hao's round eyes were filled with surprise and disbelief. Then, with a plop, he fell to the ground from the sky and directly fainted.
At this time, the other cultivators in the surroundings all exclaimed in unison.
What kind of joke was this?
A small Spirit River Realm cultivator and a mid-stage Spirit River Realm cultivator exchanged blows, and this was the result?
This gap of a large realm, the supreme glory of a Spirit River Realm cultivator, was shattered by this thin palm!
How was this possible?
Most of these cultivators were in the Spirit River Realm. Qian Hao was defeated, and it was as if they had been slapped in the face by this small Spirit River Realm cultivator.
It was too embarrassing.
What was wrong with Qian Hao?
As a mid-stage Spirit River Realm cultivator, he also had the ancient secret technique, the Heaven Pouncing Hand. Although this secret technique was incomplete, it still emitted a majestic and mighty pressure.
In the end, he was beaten by a small Spirit River Realm cultivator!
What was the background of this Chu Chen?
The cultivators had never encountered such terrifying combat power in the Small Celestial Realm.
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