Gambit

The eighth Dragon Bone was unearthed three months later.

It brought a low Dragon's roar, and all cultivators were on guard, but this Dragon's roar had no killing power at all, more like a warning.

More like a warning than the previous seven times.

The cultivators were interested and felt that the remnants of the Great Sage's obsession should be close, and they all searched in the Small World, looking for the ninth Dragon Bone.

This was another process that required waiting.

Chen Xia and Xu Zhen were not in a hurry, waiting quietly on the Little Star, and Chen Xia was still calculating how to kill this Celestial Dragon Great Sage's obsession.

There were two known points so far. One was that only he could enter the Great Sage's Heart Lake, and the other was that he needed to kill the obsession first.

At the same time, he also had to consider whether the old dragon was deceiving him. If he was deceiving him, how should he deal with it afterwards?

These were all points to note, so it meant that after killing the obsession, he still had to preserve considerable combat power to deal with the unexpected.

He tilted his head slightly and looked at his arm, where there was a pure white dragon pattern, the last of the Celestial Dragon's spirit that the old dragon had given him, saying it could condense the Celestial Dragon's true form once.

Chen Xia didn't dare use it, he always felt it wasn't that simple.

On the path of cultivation, you may not have malicious intentions, but you must be vigilant.

If he pushed it over according to what the heart devil said, then he had to find the fastest way to push it over.

Chen Xia pondered, tapping his knee with his fingers.

Xu Zhen stood aside, her head tilted slightly, asked in puzzlement: "Brother Xia, you don't seem to have talked much today."

"Hello, hello." Chen Xia perfunctorily said.

"Uh..." Xu Zhen was slightly stunned, frowning and asked: "Are you in a bad mood?"

This was a big deal for cultivators, because if a cultivator's mood turned bad for no reason, it could mean that their Dao heart was disturbed.

"Pretty good." Chen Xia shook his head and denied it. He stood up and looked at Xu Zhen, asking,

"If you had to kill someone quickly, what would you do?"

"Use all divine abilities and treasures." Xu Zhen replied. Any other cultivator would probably do the same.

"Hmm." Chen Xia nodded, and looked back at Ma Xiaohong on a whim, asking her, "What would you do?"

Ma Xiaohong's expression tightened, seemingly flustered, rubbing the hem of her clothes with her fingers, her head turning aside, stuttering, "I should also... also use divine abilities... and treasures."

"You're copying the answer." Chen Xia sighed. This was obviously not Ma Xiaohong's true words.

He looked at the dim starry sky again, already having an idea.

The search for the ninth Dragon Bone was still going on, but the relations between the various realms were becoming increasingly tense.

Everyone knew this was an opportunity to become a Great Sage, and everyone wanted to become a Great Sage. As the search for the ninth Dragon Bone continued, the opportunity came closer and closer, so naturally some conflicts would erupt.

Mainly conflicts between the geniuses of the major realms.

Among them, the Divine Realm's son was the most arrogant, provoking the most battles, fighting with the other six realms indiscriminately, almost fighting a complete round trip, but no victory or defeat resulted.

Everyone was just probing first, in preparation for the real battle later.

In addition, the stars in the Small World were decreasing, which was also a sign that the Great Sage's remnants were about to appear.

Some cultivators knew they were not qualified to compete for the Great Sage's opportunity, and had already left. In just half a month, there were only six thousand cultivators left in the Small World.

Among these six thousand cultivators, there were still some who were reluctant to leave and wanted to find another opportunity.

At this time, a cultivator spoke out.

"For this Great Saint opportunity, cultivators ranked outside the top 500 on the Earth Ranking shouldn't even think about it, leave quickly."

This was the truth. For a quasi-Saint level remnant, cultivators outside the top 500 of the Earth Ranking didn't even have the qualification to make a move, they would only be instantly killed.

So more and more cultivators left afterwards, until finally only a little over a thousand remained.

These thousand cultivators rarely left now, they all had dreams.

Also in the same month.

The cultivators finally unearthed the ninth Dragon Bone.

This Dragon Bone was not on any little star, but at the top of the starry sky, in the teleportation array where the cultivators had left.

This Dragon Bone formed the teleportation array, and when the cultivators dug it out, the teleportation array also disappeared.

At this time, there were one thousand and thirty cultivators left.

The cultivators pieced together the Dragon Bones and found that a piece was missing.

A Dragon Heart Bone was missing.

The ninth dragon roar came with it, very long, like a call from ancient times.

The entire Small World suddenly went dark, with only a few faint stars still shining.

A long, slender claw stretched out, grabbing from the sky to the ground, spanning the entire Small World.

Then a pair of pitch-black vertical pupils appeared at the top of the starry sky, looking down on all the cultivators, with dense dots of light flashing between the pupils.

"The Great Sage's remnants!" The Immortal Realm's departing elder shouted loudly.

This was the first breath of the Great Sage's remnants appearing.

In the second breath.

Of the one thousand and thirty cultivators, only five hundred remained, a neat five hundred.

Cultivators below the top 500 of the Earth Ranking all died, crushed by the dragon's breath, even their divine souls annihilated.

Cultivators at the bottom of the top 500 of the Earth Ranking didn't feel good either, crawling on the ground, their whole bodies shaking with qi and blood, their spirit trembling.

"Kill!" With a roar.

A golden divine spear shot out and nailed the pitch-black pupil, splashing out traces of blood.

The Celestial Dragon's pitch-black pupils locked onto the Divine Realm's son from among the five hundred people, then seemed to blink.

Boom!

The Divine Realm's son's body exploded like a spear, only he was shot backwards into the bottom, smashing the remaining stars.

"Falling star!" The Lord of the Twilight Realm's Thousand Stars shouted, waving with one hand. A scorching falling star fell from the sky, wrapped in billowing red aura, smashing onto the Celestial Dragon's arm.

The falling star shattered, spewing lava, the aura exploding with terrifying might.

Red marks appeared on the Celestial Dragon's arm, as if burnt. It suddenly swung, sweeping across the entire Small World, shattering tens of thousands of stars. But the might of that wave of pressure shattered some cultivators' bodies!

"Piercing Sun!"

Jian Er's twin swords stabbed west in one sword, leaving a slight bloodstain, his own body blown back hundreds of miles by the spiritual pressure.

The fighting continued, with each major cultivator displaying their best abilities.

Chen Xia stood on a little star, arms crossed, and suddenly gestured, shouting at the flying Jian Er,

"Let me borrow your swords for a moment."

The crimson and orange flying swords spun backwards into his hand.

Jian Er was dumbfounded.

What was going on, he hadn't even said borrow yet, how did the flying swords go over?

Chen Xia waved the flying swords, suspending them next to Ma Xiaohong, then turned to Xu Zhen and asked lightly with a smile,

"I've been thinking about how to make a quick kill. Now I have the answer, it should be like playing Dou Dizhu, win with a rocket launcher right off the bat."

He took a step off the little star, his whole body freely falling through the air. He closed his eyes and muttered softly,

"Go back...

Future Law!"