Chapter 92

Little Bitty's eyes sparkled with a strange light as he carefully observed the stone stele. On it were a few lines of text, recording the results: Shi Yi, with his double pupils, opened the heavens, and in one battle, he slew a nine-headed beast king, setting the record for the most beast kings slain at the initial site.

This was an astonishing feat. A beast king ruled over a mountain range, possessing unparalleled strength, towering above all. Ordinary people would flee for their lives upon encountering one, let alone stand a chance against it.

A beast king was the pinnacle of strength in its realm, unmatched by any. Otherwise, how could it dare to call itself a king?

Beast kings were rarely encountered, yet Shi Yi had faced a nine-headed assault in one battle and slew them all, a feat that was truly glorious!

This record was extraordinary, with extremely high value, reflecting true combat prowess, which many people sought to achieve through rigorous training.

"Eh, you're looking at these records? The names on the stele are all remarkable figures. The least of them can command awe in their region," Uncle Hammer said, leaning in.

"That's right, my name is recorded there too," Little Bitty puffed out his small chest, his face full of pride.

Uncle Hammer had forgotten about this and was momentarily speechless.

"Your record is far from theirs. You cheated by disrupting the Void Spirit Realm passage, while he achieved his through real combat."

"Old Jingbi, what are you saying? Don't you want to exchange the treasure bone?" Little Bitty glanced at him sideways.

"Of course, I'm saying you're a born supreme. Come on, let's exchange quickly." Old Jingbi's white beard quivered, his face beaming with joy.

"I'll think about it." Little Bitty turned his back on him.

Old Jingbi's smile froze. "By the time you think it through, it'll be decades. Will I even be around to see that day? And you little brat, I'm not called Jingbi!"

Bird Elder was also looking at the stele. "Hmm, you saw this record, right? Shi Yi is truly remarkable. It's said he's a born supreme."

"Slain nine beast kings in one battle, that's terrifying," the young girl Cailuan said, sticking out her tongue.

"Born supreme?" Little Bitty's eyes drifted, as if he heard some old voices, and certain scenes faintly appeared before him.

A pretty little girl, with tears in her eyes, was repeatedly urging a child lying on a hospital bed, his eyes dim and weak, trying to awaken his memory, crying, "You are the true born supreme, I'm Ahman..."

"The name Shi Yi has long shaken this land. How many people don't know him? He is a true genius, unmatched in ancient and modern times. How many can compare?" Uncle Hammer nodded.

"Uncle Hammer, go find me ten beast kings, and I'll break his record," Little Bitty said.

"What? You silly kid, you're being unreasonable again!" Uncle Hammer was startled.

Bird Elder shook his head. Beast kings at the initial site were not easy to find; they were solitary. Nine heads gathering to attack Shi Yi was an exception, a miracle, and in a sense, it also proved the strength of the double-pupiled.

"Don't do anything foolish. Be careful not to lose your life. If you die here, you'll need months to recover in reality. The records of such figures are not something we can break; they are destined to last for thousands or even tens of thousands of years," Old Jingbi said.

"Is he really that powerful?" Little Bitty was always casual, never serious or solemn.

"Of course. I heard he has entered a high-level blessed land, searching for the young of the Pixiu and the descendants of the Taowu, ready to battle such supreme beings!" Old Jingbi said with a serious face.

Hearing this, everyone's expressions turned grave. In those high-level regions, there were various powerful ancient species, and even the young of pure-blooded fierce beasts.

Any human strong enough to challenge such creatures was destined to be remembered in history and would eventually enter the battlefield of the hundred races, fighting for the benefit of humanity.

"You must understand, his daring to face the young of the Pixiu and the descendants of the Yazi shows how terrifying his strength is, even making the older generation tremble!"

Everyone present sighed. Some people were born as gods or saints, destined to illuminate this land, and no one could stop their rise.

"Let him face the Pixiu and the Yazi, and then I'll defeat him," Little Bitty said casually.

Everyone was still immersed in the moment, but hearing this, they felt as if they had been slapped. Why did this mischievous child always ruin the atmosphere? They were all indignant.

"Hei, Shi Yi has more than one record. The previous one was too dangerous. Look at this one: he leaped to the top of a mountain with pure physical strength, without using bone scripts," Uncle Hammer pointed to the stele, and indeed, there was another record.

"Amazing, one step and he soared to the top of a mountain. How terrifying is his explosive power?!" Cailuan's face was full of amazement, finding it hard to believe.

"Truly shocking, such explosive power is terrifying," Bird Elder exclaimed.

From this, it was clear that Shi Yi's combat prowess was unparalleled, and his records were of the highest quality, making people wary.

"Uncle Hammer, Bird Elder, Old Jingbi, go find that mountain. I'll take one step and break his record," Little Bitty said.

"This kid is really hopeless," they all thought, finding him both amusing and exasperating.

Suddenly, a few people approached. The leader, a man with a mouthful of white teeth, said, "Little brother, can we talk for a moment?"

"Don't agree, they're here to cause trouble and want the treasure bone in your hand!" Bird Elder whispered.

To their surprise, Little Bitty's eyes gleamed with mischief, and he readily agreed, darting over with a surprising eagerness.

Old Jingbi, Uncle Hammer, and the others were stunned.

"Little brother, we heard you disrupted the Void Spirit Realm passage and obtained a treasure bone. Can we see it?" the young man smiled.

"Sure!" Little Bitty smiled and handed over the treasure bone.

How could this kid be so naive? Uncle Hammer and Old Jingbi nearly fell over, thinking he was too easy to deceive!

The others were immediately in an uproar. If they had known it would be so easy, they wouldn't have needed to contact experts from their clans; they could have just tricked him.

It was too easy, and they all regretted not coming earlier. This kid was really naive.

"Good, not bad," the leader nodded, examining the treasure bone. "Here, ten Jingbi stones for the bone. We'll buy it." He tossed some crystalline objects and turned to leave.

"I'm not selling," Little Bitty shook his head.

But the man ignored him, walking away without stopping. His companions turned back, sneering, their eyes filled with mockery, not expecting it to be so easy.

"I said, I'm not selling. Didn't you hear me?!" Little Bitty's voice rose, his expression becoming serious.

"You can't say that, little brother. The bone is already in our hands, and you agreed," the man laughed, as if daring him to do something about it.

"Are you going to take it by force?" Little Bitty chased after him.

The group's expressions turned cold, and they attacked without a word, not daring to be careless, given Little Bitty's record.

Of course, they weren't very afraid. The record was not very glorious, as no one had put effort into that area before, so Little Bitty's record was somewhat watered down.

"Whoosh!"

A wave of bone scripts flew, like fireworks, enveloping Little Bitty. They were determined to eliminate him first.

"Boom!"

But Little Bitty was faster, sidestepping dozens of meters, then clapping his hands, summoning two divine moons that merged into a massive silver millstone, crushing forward.

The bone scripts shattered, and the group was immediately sent flying. Little Bitty rushed over and reclaimed the treasure bone.

"Clang," "Clang"...

In the sky, red light pierced the air, terrifyingly powerful. Eighteen red beams flew, emitting a whistling sound, surrounded by a sea of red light, with the aura of ancient fierce beasts, chilling to the bone.

"Treasure weapon!"

"Such a powerful treasure!"

Everyone exclaimed, observing closely. They were eighteen red feathers, each over ten meters long, flying like eighteen blood-red spears, exuding a terrifying aura.

It was clear these were the treasure feathers of a fierce bird, now scattered to cover the sky, aiming to kill Little Bitty, leaving him no escape.

The group who had been sent flying sneered, knowing that experts from their clan had arrived. Only important figures could wield such powerful treasures.

Little Bitty's eyes gleamed, his hands weaving bone scripts as he charged forward, clashing with one of the red feathers, bursting into a blinding light, red light filling the sky, lightning patterns crisscrossing.

The aura was terrifying, and the onlookers were thrown back, many screaming in pain.

"What a powerful treasure weapon! It must belong to a famous great clan; otherwise, how could an ordinary person possess it?!"

Everyone's expressions turned serious. A great clan was trying to take the child's treasure bone, which was both alarming and noteworthy.

Little Bitty's hands were now a mass of bone scripts, like burning flames, clashing with the second red feather. The sound was deafening, the shockwave intense.

The red feather erupted with red light, like a volcanic eruption, red light like lava filling the sky, the heat making the onlookers shudder. This treasure weapon was indeed rare, with such great power.

An ordinary person would have been reduced to ashes in one encounter, and with eighteen such red feathers, how could anyone stand a chance? It was clearly a superpower acting.

More shockingly, the child was holding his ground, clashing with the treasure weapon, the sound of metal ringing, shaking the surroundings.

The group who had tried to take Little Bitty's treasure bone and were then sent flying sneered, knowing that experts from their clan had arrived, and this child, no matter how strong, couldn't turn the tide.

Suddenly, their cruel and cold expressions froze. Little Bitty appeared, grabbing them and using them as human shields against the treasure weapon.

"Whoosh"

Red light pierced through, firelight filling the sky. Immediately, four or five of them were impaled and turned to ashes, dying a violent death.

The remaining few were terrified, but Little Bitty didn't use them as shields anymore; he threw them aside.

Red light flashed again, and the eighteen divine feathers reappeared, flying like eighteen war god spears, red light like blood, dyeing the sky red.

"Clang," "Clang"...

Lightning crackled around Little Bitty, wrapping his arms as he struck the red feathers flying toward him, colliding fiercely and charging forward.

"Ah..."

Behind him, screams of pain echoed as the few people he had thrown to the ground were impaled by the red feathers, turning to ashes, all dead.

The onlookers were chilled to the bone. This was a cover-up, a tactic of a great clan, unwilling to reveal their identity, and all were eliminated.

Little Bitty's eyes were cold, and he shouted, "Step aside!"

Silver bone scripts covered his arms, and he drew a large silver millstone, slowly rotating, like two silver mountains grinding, emitting a terrifying sound.

"Clang"

The red feathers struck the millstone, shaking violently, but the millstone remained intact, trying to crush the treasure weapon.

Everyone gasped, amazed by the child's bone technique, which could clash with such powerful red feathers, terrifying to behold.

"Clang," "Clang"...

Sparks flew as the silver millstone and red feathers collided, the shockwave like a raging sea, terrifying.

"I remember, I once saw this treasure weapon in a high-level blessed land. It belongs to Young Master Chiyun," someone suddenly said.

Clearly, the speaker had come from a high-level blessed land, otherwise, they wouldn't know.

"What? Impossible, Young Master Chiyun is a famous young strongman in the Void Spirit Realm. Did he come here himself?" Many people exclaimed.

This showed how terrifying Young Master Chiyun was, making so many people wary.

"This treasure weapon is of great origin, likely the treasure feather of an ancient species, capable of being a clan's treasure. It has its own life force, allowing it to manifest in the Void Spirit Realm," someone explained.

Little Bitty didn't care. This was the initial site, and no matter who came, they would be suppressed to the Bloodline Realm, and he was fearless.

"Boom"

The silver millstone expanded, almost covering the entire sky, blocking the red feathers, making it difficult for them to land and harm him.

"Thud" Little Bitty stomped the ground, then rushed forward a hundred meters, landing near a man. "Hiding here, thinking no one would find you?"

"Bang"

He slapped forward, the sound like thunder. His peak physical strength alone was enough to shock the world, let alone with the power of bone scripts. One slap shattered the man's bone scripts.

"Spit"

The man spat out a mouthful of blood, flying backward, half his body's bones cracking, looking limp and broken.

"So strong, he directly slapped the owner of the red feather away!"

"Even with such a powerful treasure weapon, he couldn't resist!"

"Hey, he's not Young Master Chiyun, he's his younger brother. I've seen him before."

As the man fell, the eighteen divine feathers lost their luster, shrinking and falling to the ground.

Little Bitty rushed over, catching all of them in his hands. They transformed into a blood-red treasure fan, the true form of the treasure weapon. The young man couldn't activate it, so he used them separately.

"Stop!" someone shouted.

A group of people appeared nearby, the leaders middle-aged, with a commanding presence, clearly long-time leaders.

The onlookers were shocked. Why had such a group been drawn here? They must be important figures from a great clan. Could it be because of the treasure bone in the child's hand?

"That treasure bone must be extremely valuable, used to construct the Void Spirit Realm passage!"

"Exactly, that's why such a great clan was alarmed!"

People quickly guessed the essence.

"Let go and return the treasure fan!" the group shouted, the leaders' eyes flashing with bone scripts, extremely terrifying.

"You think I'll let go just because you say so? All of you, get down and be honest about being robbed!" Little Bitty said, fearless. In the initial site, even a clan patriarch or a regional king could only display Bloodline Realm strength.

"Hum"

He drew a red feather, waving it in the wind, and it immediately grew to ten meters, sweeping across.

"Bang"

The few people at the front, of high status, were the first to be hit. Two were sent flying, and the others retreated.

With a swift move, Little Bitty used the red feather to knock the two down, then rushed over and stepped on them.

Everyone was stunned, their eyes wide. This could be a great clan's important figure, yet he was so easily overpowered. This would be explosive news, shaking the ten directions.

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