The Heavenly-Fault Finger

Over thirty giants, wielding massive clubs and battle-axes, came sprinting across the sea surface, kicking up gale-force winds and sending towering waves crashing. Each of their weapons weighed at least a hundred thousand catties. When they struck in unison, they could shake mountains and rivers.

Wolf-tooth clubs and mountain-splitting axes all smashed down toward Ma Bao at once. The void shattered, waves surged skyward—these giants possessed divine strength, fierce and unstoppable.

Even War King Ma Bao changed color. He thrust both hands forward, and from ten fingers shot ten rainbow beams of light. The Heaven-Fault Finger swept out, clashing head-on with the giants' wild assault.

"Hiss—"

The Heaven-Fault Finger was one of the War Clan's most formidable ancient combat techniques, its power unimaginable. But even it could not fully counter the coordinated killing strike of over thirty giants. The spectacle was overwhelming.

"Boom!"

The giants' innate combat talent rivaled that of sacred dragons. Imagine over thirty sacred dragons striking simultaneously—the scene was magnificent, the power immense. More than thirty wolf-tooth clubs and mountain-splitting axes came crashing down together. Though they did not shatter the ten ascending rainbow beams, they sent the War Clan's king, Ma Bao, staggering violently, his body shaking repeatedly.

"This red-haired brat sure can take a beating! Brothers, keep smashing him! Grind him into pulp!" the giants bellowed in their deep voices.

Only they dared to call a War Clan king a "red-haired brat." Who else would dare? Ma Bao's face darkened. He had not expected that rushing to the scene would pit him against these fearsome brutes. Gnashing his teeth, he decided to slaughter his way through.

On the other side, Xiao Chen had already intercepted the Rakshasa King. Using the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree as a shield and the 'Weng' Heavenly Tone as a spear, he launched a fierce assault.

The Rakshasa King's might shook the world—among the hundred race kings, he was undoubtedly a top-tier powerhouse. But today he had fled in defeat. It was clear that the phantom that had drifted out from the giants' sacrificial altar had inflicted terrible wounds upon him, possibly injuring his very life source. Otherwise, with his aggressive temperament, he would never have fled.

Xiao Chen naturally did not want to miss this chance to eliminate such a terrifying enemy.

Swish!

Xiao Chen used the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree as a thorny staff, swinging it down repeatedly. The Rakshasa King, his hair disheveled, a ferocious gleam like a wild beast in his eyes, actually managed to withstand the seven-colored divine light despite his formidable strength.

This shocked Xiao Chen. A half-ancestor sacred artifact could not kill this creature? Truly terrifying. If not for the grievous wounds he had sustained, the Rakshasa King would have been nearly invincible. Even with his life source damaged, this nearly-undefeatable being still fought with a grand, sweeping style.

Two giants charged up and were directly crushed by him. The exploding chunks of flesh stained the sea red. The Rakshasa King fought like a demon, brutally fierce.

But Xiao Chen was also giving his all. Such an opportunity was rare. He turned into a beam of light, repeatedly clashing head-on with the Rakshasa King using the Hand of the Supreme Being, and constantly sweeping with the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree.

The Rakshasa King, his origin already wounded by the phantom from the giants' altar, was gradually faltering. Blood continuously spilled from his mouth.

The Skeleton King finally broke free from the giants' encirclement and charged over, wanting to rescue the Rakshasa King.

A severely wounded Rakshasa King was not so easy to kill. Xiao Chen suddenly abandoned the Rakshasa King and focused entirely on the Skeleton King, striking with all his might, gambling everything.

Swish!

As soon as the two clashed, Xiao Chen brought the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree down on him, simultaneously unleashing his soul-killing ultimate move—the 'Weng' Heavenly Tone.

The Skeleton King also vibrated out a similarly terrifying wave, barely blocking the 'Weng' Heavenly Tone. But he was far from being as strong as the Rakshasa King and could not block the divine light swept out by the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree.

"Crack!"

In this life-or-death struggle, the dazzling seven-colored light swept down and severed one of the Skeleton King's bone palms. This shocked him deeply. If not for the Rakshasa King's intervention, he would have been in grave danger.

On the other side, the situation was not optimistic. War King Ma Bao's fiery red hair lashed wildly in the wind. His battle intent soared, his killing aura pierced the heavens. Wherever the Heaven-Fault Finger pointed, none could resist. Sweeping in all directions, he tore four giants apart. Blood dyed the sea red.

He was worthy of being a War Clan king, his strength having reached a terrifying, almost inconceivable level.

Just then, a long roar came from the direction of Giant Island. A colossal being, shaped like a giant ape, came charging in, brandishing a club. He was a full sixteen or seventeen meters tall, a full head taller than the average giant.

The jet-black club in his hand, weighing well over a hundred thousand catties, smashed down and actually sent Ma Bao flying through the air!

Truly divine strength!

"Good, Fur Slave, kill him!" the surrounding giants immediately retreated, encircling Ma Bao and giving this giant-ape-like colossus enough room.

This was also a giant, but his entire body was covered in black fur over a foot long. At first glance, he looked like a giant ape. His savagery was "phenomenal," and the jet-black club weighing over a hundred thousand catties in his hand was swung with unstoppable force.

He actually suppressed Ma Bao! His divine strength was overwhelming, his combat techniques profound, a truly undefeated brute.

Not only Ma Bao was shocked—even the Rakshasa King, not far away, changed color. This giant, covered entirely in black fur, had never been heard of before, yet he was no weaker than the Giant King who flowed with golden blood!

Savage was the truest description of this black-furred giant. He repeatedly smashed War King Ma Bao into the sea.

In terms of pure strength, he absolutely suppressed all kings of the hundred races. Even the War Clan king, renowned for his combat prowess, could not contest him head-on. His ancient combat technique, the Heaven-Fault Finger, was completely blocked by that jet-black club.

War King Ma Bao no longer dared to meet strength with strength. He began to change his fighting style. For a War Clan king, famed for his battle skills, this was a first in his life.

"Brothers, all together! Kill that Rakshasa! Dismantle that skeleton!"

With the black-fur-covered giant holding off War King Ma Bao, the freed giants howled with excitement. Each swinging their clubs and axes, they charged into the fray ahead.

When dozens of axes and clubs came raining down, Xiao Chen immediately felt relieved. The Rakshasa King was trapped by the group of colossi. Xiao Chen began to focus entirely on the Skeleton King, determined to take out this fire-seed king.

The battle grew even more intense. The azure sea surged with towering waves, the entire sea area filled with savage killing aura and terrifying energy fluctuations.

After over a hundred exchanges, with a "crash," Xiao Chen dislocated one of the Skeleton King's arm bones. Before the Skeleton King could reclaim it, it was crushed by the Hand of the Supreme Being.

The Skeleton King, having lost one arm bone, was even more outmatched. Soon, Xiao Chen tore off his other arm bone and shattered it on the spot.

Having lost both arm bones, the Skeleton King relied entirely on the "Soul Refining Art" to emit terrifying waves of psychic attack against Xiao Chen. He could no longer pose a threat. Xiao Chen used the 'Weng' Heavenly Tone to block all soul attack waves, and the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree swept out continuously. Finally, with a "crash," the Skeleton King's skeletal frame was completely dismantled.

Xiao Chen swooped down. In the azure sea, he shattered the fleeing skull and, on the seabed, refined and absorbed that vigorous fire-seed.

Charging back out to the surface, Xiao Chen plunged directly into the fray. Using the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree to block the Rakshasa King, he then savagely beat this self-proclaimed Heavenly King. Most of the Rakshasa King's attacks were blocked by the divine tree, which delighted the giants. Their clubs and axes rained down without resistance, smashing ferociously.

Even the mighty Rakshasa King was beaten into coughing blood repeatedly, evidently failing.

But even so, the Rakshasa King proved difficult to finish off. In the process, he still managed to crush three giants, blood flowing everywhere.

This great battle had undeniably alarmed many powerhouses. Besides the giants, who kept sending experts, many kings of other races were also rushing toward the scene.

Xiao Chen felt that things were taking a turn for the worse. It seemed he would not be able to kill the Rakshasa King today, but he was deeply unwilling to accept it.

It was at this moment that he felt his body being pulled by a tremendous force, beginning to transition from physical flesh back to a phantom. The time to return to the World of the Dead had come.

He launched a final strike, throwing himself recklessly at the Rakshasa King. He concentrated all his power into his left hand. The rest of his body had already turned into a phantom shadow. Only his left hand still possessed real destructive force, fiercely clawing at the Rakshasa King's chest.

The Rakshasa King sneered. Before that claw could tear open his chest, he had ample time to crush Xiao Chen's skull. He charged forward fearlessly. But his sneer soon froze.

His hands, filled with demonic power, passed straight through Xiao Chen's head without any resistance—a mere phantom shadow!

In that instant, the Rakshasa King felt a searing pain. His chest had been ripped open!

A gush of hot blood erupted. Xiao Chen's left hand directly snapped the Rakshasa King's sternum, then violently tore outward, bringing with it a burst of bloody flowers.

The afterimage flickered and vanished. Xiao Chen was pulled back by the power of the World of the Dead.

As he traversed space on his return, Xiao Chen realized that in his left hand he was clutching two ribs, half a shattered heart, and a small piece of a lung.

Passing through layers of space, the ribs, lung, and heart in his left hand turned to ash. When he returned to the Bone Well, nothing remained.

The iron armor on his body had naturally turned to ashes long ago. Beside him, only the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree remained intact. Xiao Chen suspected it was not because the divine tree was indestructible, but because it was currently a relic of the World of the Dead.

It seemed that, due to a rule of power, artifacts from the World of the Dead could return completely unharmed.

Grasping the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, Xiao Chen climbed out of the Bone Well and left the city under the cover of night.

When he appeared on the distant plains, every fire-seed creature he encountered trembled in fear, kneeling and kowtowing from afar.

His yellow-diamond bone body shimmered with brilliant light, dazzlingly conspicuous under the night sky. The powerful fire-seed radiance terrified the surrounding white-bone creatures beyond measure.

By dawn, Xiao Chen arrived at God Village. Little Tianya spotted him from afar and came bounding over, shouting, "Mr. Skeleton..." The little fellow seemed inexhaustible, never able to sit still.

"I was planning to bring you some dragon meat, but unfortunately..."

"No need, I've already eaten dragon meat. It was delicious..." The little guy wiped his mouth as he spoke, afraid of drooling.

As Xiao Chen walked into the village, he saw the skeleton of a sacred dragon laid out in the village center. The dragon meat had long since been stripped clean.

"So much dragon meat has been preserved. We can eat it every day from now on..." The little fellow seemed very excited. "Too bad Mr. Skeleton can't enjoy it. Grandma is making breakfast right now—sacred dragon liver stir-fry. The flavor is exquisite..."

The Divine Clan elder, Li Mu, walked over and said, "The Nine Provinces are in great chaos. When I found the sacred dragon, it was already gravely wounded and near death. Rather than let it go to waste, I brought it back..."

"Senior, you should take a trip to the overseas territories of the Nine Provinces. There are prey there far more delicious than dragons..."

"Don't try to goad me into killing your enemies for you." The old man smiled, directly cutting him off. Xiao Chen's plan had failed.

The fact that the old man had retrieved a dragon stirred something in Xiao Chen. If even the people of God Village could enjoy dragon meat, could he also reap some rewards?

He immediately thought of the Life Source Liquid. On Skeleton Island, the deposed old king had once said that by slaughtering countless experts of the hundred races and refining a great deal of divine liquid... As soon as these thoughts came, Xiao Chen set off immediately, flying toward the eastern region.

When Xiao Chen appeared outside Giant City, it immediately caused a wave of panic. To the fire-seed creatures here, he was practically a great demon king who had nearly destroyed Giant City once before.

The Giant King rushed out the moment he heard. Having been ambushed by Xiao Chen several times, he had been holding a fire in his heart. He thought this audacious fellow had come to plague him again.

"Giant King, is this any way to treat a guest? Don't you welcome an old friend's visit?" Xiao Chen teased.

"Welcome..." The Giant King gnashed his teeth inwardly.

The fellow before him was far less "lovable" than those flesh-and-blood giants of the mortal world. Xiao Chen, completely unconcerned, said, "I'm visiting you today because I have a favor to ask. I wonder about the divine liquid..."

Hearing the words 'divine liquid,' the Giant King immediately flew into a rage. Every time he thought about how Xiao Chen had cleaned out his entire collection of ten bottles of Life Source Liquid, he felt like tearing his hair out.

"You took them all! Those were my preparations for future breakthroughs!" the Giant King nearly roared.

"Don't get so worked up. Later, when your brother here makes it big, I'll repay you ten or twenty bottles..."

"Easy for you to say! Where can we find sacrifices in the outer regions now? Those people in God Village are unfathomable; do you dare to provoke them? The powerful flesh-and-blood races deep in the continent are even more terrifying..."

"I have my own ways. Alright, you miser, since you won't lend me the divine liquid, then at least tell me how to refine this kind of liquid."

Just then, the Hundred Battle King and the Beast King arrived. It turned out that as soon as Xiao Chen had entered the eastern region, the three kings had been informed. These two kings were invited by the Giant King.

"Two old brothers, you've come just in time! Lend me a hundred or eighty bottles of Life Source Liquid, won't you..."

Hearing this, the Hundred Battle King and the Beast King nearly fell from the sky.

A hundred or eighty bottles? What a joke!

"Sigh, I would love to lend them to you, but unfortunately... I have none left in my collection." The Beast King put on a helpless expression.

The Hundred Battle King also said, "Sorry, brother, I don't have any divine liquid either. How about this: I'll tell you the refining method. Weren't you just asking about it?"

"So you really don't have any ready-made Life Source Liquid?"

"We really don't. Let me tell you how to refine it..."

Xiao Chen had wanted to obtain the refining method all along but deliberately acted displeased. "I was borrowing it. It's not like I wasn't going to pay you back..."

"The divine liquid is refined like this..." The three kings quickly cut him off.

In the end, Xiao Chen left satisfied. He was extremely excited inside.

Living souls could be slowly refined and absorbed; life energy could be refined into divine liquid. The process of refining the divine liquid was actually a cultivation process in itself. Although this cultivation method was cruel, Xiao Chen did not feel it violated the will of heaven if done to his mortal enemies.

Xiao Chen decided to return to the Nine Provinces World and do some serious work. He strode across the blood-red earth, as if shrinking the distance beneath his feet, mountains and plains speeding by in reverse.

Suddenly, he felt something was wrong. He quickly stopped. The area ahead was too quiet, without a sound. All the fire-seed creatures on the ancient battlefield seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.

Just then, he saw a five-colored skeleton. Its entire being was shrouded in a holy, hazy radiance, like a divine statue, appearing on the horizon and walking step by step toward this ancient battlefield.