Extreme Spirit Chaos Technique

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"Old Dan, is this the little guy Dilaka was willing to bet the Supreme Secret Scripture on?"

A mellow voice echoed from a spacious, pitch-black secret chamber. Looking toward the source of the sound, the first thing one would see was not a person, but a massive source of light. This light radiated outwards, forming a solid, screen-like object. And the image projected upon this giant screen was none other than the sight of Mu Chen being led toward Holy Tomb Mountain by a hundred Emperors.

In front of this screen, three black figures sat side by side. Judging only by their silhouettes, the one on the far left was extremely corpulent, appearing like a small mountain. The figure in the middle had no distinguishing features and a normal build. As for the one on the far right, the silhouette was graceful and exquisite; one could tell from the outline alone that its owner was a woman with a superb figure, though her age was unknown. The three of them stared intently at the screen, their expressions varied.

"It’s truly astonishing. Setting aside his understanding of Combat Skills and Combat Awareness, his special ability to fight across countless levels is enough to shock anyone."

Suddenly, another cool voice followed. The light from the screen illuminated a breathtaking face. She didn’t possess Mu Bingling’s otherworldly coldness, nor Mo Qing’s gentle, water-like approachability, but she had a mature intellect that neither Mu Bingling nor Mo Qing possessed.

"But I have a question, Elder Shan. Are you certain his Elemental Power Attribute is Ice and Fire Dual Attribute, and not Ice and Wood Dual Attribute?" the ageless woman asked.

"That’s right. I remember you saying this little guy used a perfect fusion of ice and fire elements during the Empire’s tournament. So why is he now using such a pure Wood Attribute Secret Technique?" the corpulent old man on the far left asked, equally puzzled.

Only then did Shan Qiuhen, sitting in the middle, let out a long sigh. To be honest, this wasn’t the first time he had seen Mu Chen use a Secret Technique to shatter his expectations. But every time Mu Chen revealed a new Secret Technique, his mind would go completely blank.

Gazing at the face on the screen—calm and composed, yet radiating unyielding pride—Shan Qiuhen’s heart clenched. It seemed that this young man, with his seemingly infinite trump cards, always wore the same expression. No matter the enemy or hardship, nothing ever seemed to faze him.

"Wood Attribute..."

Muttering the words, Shan Qiuhen regulated his turbulent emotions and took a deep breath. He sighed, "It seems Old Di and I still underestimated this Mu Chen... still... A Three-Attribute Martial Artist... Heh, how is that possible? He’s actually a Three-Attribute."

With that one repeated word, Shan Qiuhen tried to express his current state of mind. He finally understood why Dilaka was willing to wager even the Supreme Secret Scripture to make this bet with him. He finally understood where he had lost.

’Long ago, he and Dilaka had entered Holy Tomb Mountain at the same Martial Artist Realm and with the same level of talent. They had simultaneously established their own factions and competed against each other. But for hundreds of years, he had always been second to Dilaka. Even so, he had never once conceded defeat.’

’But now, seeing Mu Chen reveal one trump card after another, he finally accepted it, wholeheartedly. He hadn’t lost to Dilaka in strength, nor in talent, but in judgment. And because of that judgment, he, Shan Qiuhen, had lost for a lifetime...’

’A Secret Technique from the Supreme Secret Scripture might increase his own strength by ten percent. But compared to that, a disciple with infinite potential was worth far, far more than any Secret Technique.’

’His, Shan Qiuhen’s, judgment... was still too shortsighted...’