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Against The Sky Supreme

Chapter 92: Nine Heavens Mystical Goddess 🌌

Published: February 24, 2025

Chapter 92: Nine Heavens Mystical Goddess

"Is there really such a cruel method of cultivation in the world?" As Zhong Wu Shi Yao felt shocked, her heart was filled with more pain for Tan Yun.

She quickly turned her delicate body, facing away from Tan Yun, unable to bear to look any longer.

After a few breaths, Tan Yun had lost both hands.

Then, under the refining of the primordial chaos divine liquid, the bones of Tan Yun's hands began to slowly regenerate at an imperceptible speed.

The process of regeneration was extremely painful. Tan Yun gritted his teeth, sweat pouring down, but his gaze remained exceptionally firm…

Three days later, the regeneration of Tan Yun's hand bones was complete.

The bones glowed with a faint golden light, attracting Zhong Wu Shi Yao's curious and astonished gaze.

Immediately afterwards, Tan Yun's hand bones began to produce flesh and blood, starting the process of reconstructing them.

Once the reconstruction was complete, the hardness of Tan Yun's hands would far exceed that of a Supreme Spirit Weapon, reaching close to that of a low-grade spiritual weapon!

After enduring the intense pain that felt like years, two more days passed, and Tan Yun's hands were finally reconstructed!

He knew that once he advanced to the second level of fetal soul realm, he could refine his arms; after advancing to the third level of fetal soul realm, he could refine his legs. At that point, he would have completed the early phase of the primordial chaos dominance body’s second stage!

Tan Yun suddenly opened his eyes, revealing an unmistakable excitement.

"Tan Yun, have you completed your cultivation?" Zhong Wu Shi Yao blinked, smiling sweetly.

"Yes," Tan Yun replied as his figure flashed and appeared outside the cave dwelling, amidst the lush green forest.

"Buzz!"

Tan Yun's hair moved without wind, and as the spatial ripples surrounded him, his spiritual sense spread out like an invisible tide, rapidly extending in all directions!

Within a radius of ten miles… twenty miles… it quickly exceeded thirty miles, still increasing in momentum!

Finally, his spiritual sense enveloped an area of eighty miles before it stopped!

One must know that an average cultivator at the third level of fetal soul realm could cover a radius of seventy miles; at the fourth level, they could cover ninety miles!

This meant that Tan Yun's soul was more powerful than that of a third-level fetal soul realm cultivator!

As Tan Yun’s realm continued to rise and his primordial chaos dominance body advanced, his ability to challenge opponents beyond his level would become increasingly powerful and defiant!

Releasing his spiritual sense, Tan Yun nodded in satisfaction, his starry eyes emanating a supreme domination aura!

"Tan Yun, how far can your spiritual sense cover now?" Zhong Wu Shi Yao gracefully approached him.

Tan Yun turned suddenly, "Eighty miles."

"Eighty miles, that's so strong!" Zhong Wu Shi Yao was stunned, then her eyes filled with anticipation as she asked, "What kind of supreme talent fetal soul are you?"

Tan Yun shook his head, "I am not supreme talent."

"Oh, it doesn't matter. An upper-grade talent fetal soul can also strive to chase the heavenly dao in the future," Zhong Wu Shi Yao said.

Tan Yun still shook his head, not wanting anyone to know that he was a primeval fetal soul at this time.

"Middle-grade?" Zhong Wu Shi Yao frowned slightly. Seeing Tan Yun remain silent, her expression changed, and her voice trembled with tension, "You… can't be low-grade talent, right?"

Low-grade talent meant a waste fetal soul, someone abandoned by the heavens. Those with low-grade talent, no matter how hard they worked, could never achieve transcendence and ascension!

Tan Yun was the person Zhong Wu Shi Yao secretly admired. How could she not be anxious?

Tan Yun stepped closer to Zhong Wu Shi Yao, a hint of confidence appearing in his smile, "Don't worry, while I am not supreme talent, my talent isn't worse than supreme talent."

"Really?" Zhong Wu Shi Yao looked at him suspiciously, "Could it be that you are some rare sacred body?"