The Heavens: Man Covers the Heavens, Refines Treasures to Become an Emperor

"puff!"

A dull sound was heard, and a bolt of lightning struck heavily on the arm of the big man that the little guy was holding with his left hand.

In an instant, the arm felt like it was hit by a heavy hammer and the sound of broken bones could be clearly heard.

"what!"

The severe pain instantly woke the great man from his coma, and he screamed hoarsely, full of pain and anger.

"Elder, that damn kid is trying to block you...!" The people around were so scared that their faces turned pale and their legs couldn't stop shaking.

They were bound by fear and their previous arrogance was gone.

The little guy was like a devil descended to the earth, with a murderous aura all over his body.

He ignored everyone's pleas for mercy and threw himself into the battle again.

His figure flashed, as fast as a ghost, and in an instant he swung out the bloody knife again.

With the blood knife in hand, the little guy's momentum suddenly increased, and the blade drew strange arcs.

"Huff."

Every time he swung his sword, a flash of blood was brought out. The enemies were hit before they could even see his movements clearly.

Wherever the bloody knife went, blood and flesh flew everywhere.

The little guy's attack was swift and fierce, and each of his strikes contained a tremendous force. These people were simply unable to resist.

Some people had their arms chopped off, with the broken arms flying around with blood; some people were scratched by the knife, with the wounds so deep that the bones were visible and blood gushing out.

For a moment, broken arms and limbs splattered everywhere on the battlefield, blood gushed out like a fountain, and the smell of blood in the air became stronger and stronger, making people sick.

The battle became more and more intense, and soon the ground was filled with wounded people, with their groans of pain intertwined.

The little guy showed no mercy and threw those people together, forming a "human pile".

Looking at the two people he had grabbed in his hands at the beginning, they were already dying, with half of their bodies torn apart by the bloody knife.

They let out faint cries, but the little guy showed no mercy and threw them into the crowd with a flick of his hand.

The battlefield had simply turned into a Shura hell. Although everyone was still alive, the mountains of wounded and the strong smell of blood created a horrifying picture. Anyone who saw it would feel their scalp tingling and their stomach churning.

Fortunately, this is in the virtual world of gods, and as long as everyone recuperates for a long enough time, they can recover.

Otherwise, with such a brutal massacre and many masters of a giant clan being crippled, the loss would be simply incalculable.

"This starting point can only allow us to display our strength at the Blood Moving Realm!" An important figure was fuming with anger on his face.

But deep in his heart, he was more shocked by the little kid. The kid opposite was also in the Blood Moving Realm, but he could hold the Blood Knife and fight against a group of them alone. What a shocking strength!

If this matter were to be spread, I'm afraid few people would believe it.

However, everyone at the scene was an eyewitness to this fierce battle, and no one doubted the little guy's strength.

That group of people regretted their blindness. They could never have imagined that this silly-looking little guy could have such terrifying strength.

This is an existence that cannot be provoked. This little kid is only three or four years old, but he has such fighting power. It is impossible to say that he has no master behind him.

Before long, only three big men were left on the battlefield, still struggling to hold on. They were covered in wounds, blood, and looked in a miserable state.

Normally, they could make the whole place shake when they stomped their feet, and they looked very majestic.

But now, in this place of origin, they were beaten by a little kid without any chance to fight back. If this matter got out, the whole wilderness would make them a laughing stock.

Everyone was shocked. After thinking carefully, if everyone was at the Blood Moving Realm, none of the people from this giant clan who came this time would be able to defeat the little guy.

What does this mean? There is no doubt that a super dazzling new star is rising, and another extremely talented genius has emerged!

"My friend, you've gone too far! You've hurt so many of my people, and you're still not willing to stop?"

A middle-aged man had a helpless look on his face and was worried. Did he really have to ask for help from his clan and rely on the strength of the entire clan to deal with this child?

"You said it was over?!"

The little guy grinned, revealing a row of white teeth, but in the eyes of everyone, he was like a little devil from hell, making people feel cold.

In an instant, the battlefield fell into fierce confrontation again.

Although the three big men had flashing runes around them, the little guy showed no fear.

He was agile and moved back and forth between the three people at a speed that was dazzling.

Suddenly, the little guy seized the opportunity, ducked down, and quickly approached a middle-aged man.

He moved in strange steps and instantly got in front of his opponent.

Then, he swung the blood knife in his hand upwards suddenly, and the blade was wrapped in a sharp cold light, drawing a tricky arc.

The middle-aged man reacted quickly and hurriedly mobilized runes to resist.

The little guy's sword has both power and speed.

"Click".

The rune defense was broken, the middle-aged man groaned, staggered backwards, and fell heavily into the pile of wounded.

After dealing with one, the little guy turned around without any pause and rushed towards another big shot.

He held the bloody knife across his body, and using the inertia of his forward charge, he rushed towards his opponent like a cannonball.

The man quickly formed seals with his hands and summoned a shield made of runes.

However, the little guy did not engage in a head-on confrontation with the shield. At the moment of collision, he tapped the ground with his toes, and his body suddenly rose from the ground. He flipped in the air to avoid the shield, and at the same time, the bloody knife in his hand chopped down from top to bottom with a tremendous force.

With a "bang", the knife directly cut the man's arm. His arm fell limply and he could not support himself and fell to the ground.

The last big shot was so frightened when he saw this that he turned around and tried to escape.

How could the little guy let him have his wish? He threw the blood knife into the air, and it instantly turned into a blood light. When he was about to catch up, the blood knife suddenly split into several blood blades, covering the man from all directions.

There was a scream, and the man's legs were hit by the bloody blade, his tendons were broken, and he fell to the ground, unable to get up again.

In the blink of an eye, all the troops of this big clan were wiped out and all became the tiny creature's captives.

"Oh, no, it seems there is one missing."

The little guy had sharp eyes and soon spotted a young man hiding in the distance. He rushed over and tripped the young man with a sweeping kick, then easily captured him.

"Thank you so much. What's your name? I heard that you are the uncle of the Demon Sword Master. They are all so stingy, but you are the only one who gave me a treasure." The little guy said with a smile.

"Ah, puff!" The young man was so angry and anxious that he spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted.

Everyone was stunned. The scene before them was shocking.

It was a "meat mountain" formed by hundreds of masters. All the troops from this giant clan who came this time were not spared and were all captured.

Little Bit strode forward, his eyes sparkling with excitement, and said something that made everyone angry and indignant: "A pile of spoils is always better than one or two people, right? Who of you can send me a message? Ask them to use their clan-protecting magic to exchange for people."

"It's you. Go and inform your clan and tell them that I like treasures the most and I'm also very interested in treasure techniques. I'm happy to sit down and have a good talk with them." Little Bit pointed at a young man and ordered him to go and report.

"Ah poof!" A group of people were so angry that they almost passed out.

The little guy sat on a big bluestone, holding his chin with his hand, staring at the captives, afraid that they would escape. His eyes rolled around, looking like a little money-grubber.

In the distance, all the spectators were so shocked that they broke out in cold sweats, and they didn't know what to say for a moment. This child was so surprising. Not long ago, many people thought he was ignorant, but now everyone couldn't help but roll their eyes, thinking, this is not a simple child at all, he is clearly a cunning liar, a vicious robber, and simply a little devil!
The little one looked at the treasure over and over again, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it. This treasure was very rare, and it might have a great origin.

"After I get this treasure, will the treasures in your clan become useless?" Little Bit asked curiously.

The group of people had gloomy faces and bitter hearts. They all snorted coldly and no one wanted to answer his question.

"boom!"

Suddenly, the little guy attacked again, swung the bloody knife in his hand violently, and the knife energy was everywhere, covering all the people on the east side.

"This Noble Phantasm is so powerful! It would be great if we could find a more powerful one."

"Kid, what do you want to do?" A burly man with his eyes wide open pointed at the kid and yelled, his muscles tense, ready to pounce at any time.

"What am I doing? Don't you know it clearly?"

The corners of the little guy's mouth slightly raised, revealing a sly smile. He was playing with the bloody knife in his hand, and the blood light on the knife flickered and jumped with his movements.

"We didn't provoke you, why did you suddenly attack and hurt someone?"

In the crowd, an old man frowned and asked with an unhappy look on his face.

This little brat doesn't know how to respect the elderly.

"You didn't provoke me? Stop pretending!"

The little guy stopped what he was doing and said, "The way you looked at me before was like a hungry wolf staring at its prey. If someone hadn't made a move first, you would have surrounded me a long time ago."

"Nonsense!" The big man's face flushed red, "Don't spit blood on me!"

"Humph, whether it's nonsense or not, you know it yourself."

The little guy snorted coldly, full of disdain, "Now, hand over all the good stuff you have!"

"How dare you! Do you know who we are?" The old man was so angry that he was shaking all over and slammed the ground with his cane. "You are courting death!"

"I don't care who you are!" The little guy held the bloody knife horizontally, the knife light flashing, "In my eyes, you are the same as that group of people, I just want to rob you!"

"You...you dare!" the big man was furious.

"What's there to be afraid of?" The little guy took a step forward without fear, "Don't you want to steal my precious bones? Then I'll steal all of you first!"

Suddenly, the sound of fighting shook the heaven and earth, and a fierce battle broke out without warning.

The troops from the six factions were all very powerful, and were usually highly respected in their respective tribes. However, now that they were in this initial place and were at the Blood Moving Stage, they were as fragile as thin paper in front of the little guy, unable to withstand a single blow.

"What do you want, little devil?"

A burly man with a face full of flesh, holding a huge axe that was shining with cold light in both hands, roared.

The little guy showed a mocking smile, the blood knife in his hand spun flexibly at his fingertips, and said slowly and leisurely: "What do I want? Don't you know it in your heart? The way you looked at me before was almost like you wanted to eat me alive."

"Stop your nonsense! We have no grudges against you in the past or in the present, and we don't interfere with each other. Why do you suddenly attack us?"

The little guy pointed the bloody knife in his hand at the big man, "Mind your own business? Stop pretending here! If the group of people hadn't taken the initiative, you would have swarmed over here. To tell you the truth, I'm going to take all the good stuff on you today!"

"Just a kid like you who hasn't even grown all his hair yet?"

When the big man heard this, he was furious. He swung his huge axe in both hands and chopped at the little guy with a tremendous force.

The little guy was not in a hurry. The moment the huge axe was about to hit him, he moved as fast as lightning and dodged the fierce attack with ease.

Then, the little guy said: "That's right, I am more than capable of dealing with you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he moved among the crowd like a black ghost.

The blood knife in his hand was like a nimble and deadly poisonous snake. Every time he swung it, it was accompanied by a dazzling flash of blood. Wherever it went, everyone let out miserable screams.

Although the opponent not only had a large number of people, but also had very sophisticated tactical coordination.

But in front of the little one's magic, everything seemed so pale and powerless, and could not pose any threat to the little one at all.

The little guy roamed the battlefield at will, and wherever he went, everyone was ruthlessly swept away, leaving no one alive.

Before long, the six parties suffered crushing defeats one after another.

You know, these are all elite backbones from big clans. They usually call the shots in the clan and are invincible. But at this moment, they are lying on the ground in a shabby manner, groaning in pain.

Looking around, six "human mountains" of people suddenly appeared at the scene. The scene was chaotic and shocking.

“This…this is simply unbelievable!”

A practitioner who was watching the fight from the side opened his mouth so wide that an egg could fit in it.

"A child who is still wet behind the ears actually defeated the elites of six major clans single-handedly? If this gets out, who would believe it is true!"

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The little guy held his head high and said, "Listen up! Go back and tell your people to bring top-level magic or rare treasures to redeem me. I am always easy to talk to. As long as the things are good enough, I will let you go immediately."

Everyone was shocked. This kid's appetite was really too big! He was clearly determined to fight the six major clans to the death.

"Uncle Qiao, Master Bird, Master Jingbi, have you found the mountain? It's just a matter of climbing to the top in one step. How difficult is that? I'm going to break this record right now!"

The little guy turned around and shouted to the three people not far away.

When Uncle Qiao heard this, he almost lost his balance and staggered.

Just as everyone was talking and discussing, an ancient, heavy stone tablet exuding a mysterious aura slowly emerged from the ground.

There was a dazzling light shining on the stone tablet. The light was dazzling and eye-catching. In the light, a line of eye-catching large characters gradually emerged.

"Oh my God! What...what is going on?" Someone in the crowd was the first to shout out in shock and confusion.

"The worst looting!" Four big characters appeared clearly in front of everyone. Each word seemed to contain a special power, impacting everyone's heart.

Everyone was stunned at first, their minds went blank.

Then, the whole scene exploded in an instant, the crowd began to boil, and noisy discussions rose and fell one after another.

"This... How is this possible? Can something like this be recorded as a record?!"

"This record is not very glorious no matter how you look at it! Robbing someone has become a record. This is totally unheard of."

The light on the stone tablet flickered, giving the little one a hint to add some information.

Seeing this, the little guy picked up the pen without thinking, and with a few strokes of the pen, he wrote eight big words: Born with divine power, and upright.

In a short time, this news spread rapidly throughout the entire virtual world as if it had wings.

"Are you kidding me? Why is it this guy again? Where did he come from? Who is he? Why does he always make such a big noise?"

"The best of robbery, born with divine power, upright and aboveboard? Did I hear it wrongly, or am I mentally ill?"

"Where on earth did this kid come from? How could he rob others and say that he was so justified and upright?"

The entire virtual world was in an uproar, and people were sent to the starting point to find out what was going on.

"One person actually robbed more than a thousand people and blackmailed six major clans. This is outrageous to both humans and gods!"

The storm caused by the little guy spread further and further, and its impact became greater and greater.

Even the bigwigs in the blessed land couldn't hold back their urge to go and see for themselves who this child was and what kind of extraordinary abilities he had to cause such a huge storm in this virtual world. (End of this chapter)