Supreme Battle King

In just a fraction of a second, Chiang Zhan had broken through to the Second, Third, Fourth, and Fifth Layer in a row.    

The most shocking thing was that there seemed to be no limit to this breakthrough, and it would never stop.    

Sixth Layer!    

Seventh Layer!    

Eighth Heaven!    

As Chiang Zhan's cultivation base grew stronger and stronger, almost at the same time he reached the Eighth Heavenly Layer, the Original Fate Universe in his body that was comparable to the most powerful mid-grade divine weapon, and all the independent worlds in his body showed signs of collapsing.    

Nervousness, an unprecedented nervousness.    

If the Original Fate Universe and all the independent worlds were destroyed, Chiang Zhan's cultivation base would fall to the Quasi-god Stage, which would be a disaster to him.    

However, Chiang Zhan couldn't control the surging energy from the Ancient Dragon Corpse to rush into his body. In the beginning, he was the one absorbing the energy from the opponent, but now, it had turned into a terrifying energy that swept towards him.    

As if it had been subdued by the invincible dragon might of the Prehistoric Ancestral Dragon that was emitted from Chiang Zhan's body, the Ancient Dragon Corpse continuously unleashed a massive amount of energy, and it seemed like it was going to burst Chiang Zhan's Original Fate Universe.    

Suddenly, Chiang Zhan opened his eyes. Two incomparably sharp eyes shot out like two bolts of lightning, dazzling and dazzling.    

"Haaa!"    

As if a Divine King was enraged, Chiang Zhan roared loudly. He exerted all of his strength to gather all of his strength on his fists and struck out at the Ancient Dragon Corpse.    

Rumble rumble rumble!    

It was like a chaotic torrent that swept through the world, destroying mountains and rivers, burying the world. Terrifying waves of power came one after another, overlapping layer by layer, colliding head-on with the explosive power of the Ancient Dragon Corpse.    

With a swoosh, Chiang Zhan was sent flying backwards like a kite with a broken string. He crashed through endless space and time, and finally, he even pierced through the independent world Crystal Wall of the Ascending Heaven Tavern, and dozens of layers in a row.    

During this period of time, Chiang Zhan felt the world spinning around him. His vision turned black, and the Spirit Soul almost collapsed. In particular, he kept spitting out pieces of black minced meat from his mouth, as if his internal organs had exploded.    

Intense pain spread throughout his entire body, as if he had been cut into pieces. Chiang Zhan couldn't help but twitch, and eventually fell into another independent world.    

"Who is it?"    

A cry of alarm rang out without any warning. Then, a young man in a fiery red robe appeared beside Chiang Zhan like a ghost.    

This man was tall and strong. He had a strong back and a strong waist. His long hair was red in color. He looked like a dancing flame, and his face was resolute and cold. His facial features were sharp and angular like sabers and axes. His tiger eyes flickered with the brilliance of a blazing sun, and no one dared to look him in the eye.    

Not only that, the young man in the fiery red robe seemed to be standing next to Chiang Zhan casually. In fact, he was emitting a hot energy, like a volcano that was about to erupt. It was also like an ancient Fire God had fallen from the sky. A boundless domineering aura covered the entire world.    

Genius, this was a true genius, and he was far stronger than Shen Feifan.    

Chiang Zhan took a glance at this man, and discovered that this man had already cultivated to the Profound God Stage Peak of Tenth Layer. His overall strength was incomparably powerful and unfathomable, and he was almost comparable to the Deacon Lee of Ascending Heaven Tavern.    

Ultimate God Stage Expert.    

Chiang Zhan's heart trembled, and he struggled to stand up. "Brother, I'm really sorry. I almost lost my mind during my cultivation, and that's why I came here..."    

Before he could finish his words, he felt his blood and Qi tumbling and rushing to his throat. He couldn't help but open his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood.    

"Qi Deviation?" The young man in the fiery red robe murmured, and then his eyes narrowed. His bright eyes looked at Chiang Zhan for a few times, then he laughed and said, "Brother, although you seem to only be at the eighth level of the True God Stage, your strength is beyond anyone's imagination. Unparalleled, almost on par with me. To be honest, said the young man with the fiery red robe, Brother, although you seem to be only at the eighth level of the ___, your strength is beyond anyone's imagination. Chi Rong had never seen a peerless genius like you before."    

Hearing the words of the youth who looked like an immemorial Fire God, Chiang Zhan felt that his name was very familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before. However, he couldn't remember it for a moment.    

"Brother, you are too kind..."    

Chiang Zhan smiled faintly. There was a trace of humility in his tone, and he kept a very low profile.    

However, with his talent and strength, the more he kept a low profile, the more extraordinary he appeared.    

"A man is a man. The strong are the strong, and the weak are the weak. Why do you need to be a woman? To belittle yourself. Besides, the people in this world who can be praised by me, Chi Rong... You can be counted on one hand, and you are one of them.    

Although the young man who called himself Chi Rong had a smile on his face, his voice was like a copper bell, deafening and filled with arrogance.    

Not only that, he was straightforward and forthright, as if he could say whatever he wanted without any scruples.    

Chiang Zhan's face turned red. Although Chi Rong was talking about his wife in front of him, he didn't seem angry at all. Instead, he felt that the young man was an unyielding man. He had been too humble just now.