Supreme Battle King

This Holy Grade Divine Artifact palace, which was used to run for the position of City Lord, had a vast and boundless space.    

At this moment, Chiang Zhan and the others followed the crowd into the Tyrant Saint Temple. Immediately, they saw an endless number of Saints.    

The black mass of people was like a mountain or a sea, and it was extremely noisy. Without exception, all of them were peerless Saints that shook the world. Each of them was emitting a powerful aura, and it was surging violently.    

This was a true Saint Gathering, a gathering of Saints. It could be said that there were hidden dragons and crouching tigers, and there were as many experts as the clouds.    

Among the hundreds of thousands of Saints, there were no less than twenty thousand Sovereign Saint, and some of them were even half-step Heaven Lords. They were unbelievably powerful.    

Apart from that, the experts from Dragon Realm, Buddha Realm, Devil Realm and Demon Realm all had proud expressions on their faces, and their eyes were bright and intimidating.    

All of these people were the experts amongst the experts. They were peerlessly beautiful, and they looked down upon everything with disdain.    

Not only that, there was also an old man dressed in black among the crowd, and he had a skinny body. He was like a bamboo pole, and two strands of nine revolution cinnabar on his pale golden face flew diagonally to his temples. His pair of deep and vast eyes were like the abyss of death, and it caused one's heart to palpitate.    

This person seemed to be standing there casually, but in reality, he was emitting a majestic and surging death energy. He was like a god of death from hell, and he had the power to harvest all life.    

Chiang Zhan could tell with just a glance that the most powerful experts amongst all the Saints were undoubtedly from the Dragon Realm, Buddha Realm, Devil Realm, Demon Realm and the black-clothed old man.    

Among all the Saints that Chiang Zhan had met, the peerless experts were the ones closest to Invincible Saint, the number one Domineering Heavenly Master Substitute Lists, and the existence of the Heavenly Saint - Severance.    

Of course, although it was said to be close, there was a huge gap between them. Because Chiang Zhan had not seen too many Saints at the moment, even if it was the election for the City Lord Sacred Assembly. He had met countless saints, but not many of them were qualified to enter the Heavenly Master Substitute List.    

Furthermore, the Heavenly Saint had cut off the title of a saint among all saints. His overall strength was unfathomable, and not even an ordinary Supreme Heavenly Master could match up to him.    

Compared to the Heavenly Saint, any saint seemed to be eclipsed.    

However, many of them came from the Dragon Realm, Buddha Realm, Devil Realm, Demon Realm and Witch Clan. All of them were as strong as Ao Sheng and Mo Feihong.    

In addition, there were a few of the most terrifying experts among them. There was an indescribable power hidden in their bodies, most of which was emitted by the Supreme Divine Artifact.    

If it was an ordinary person, they would have seen so many Saints all of a sudden. However, although it was Chiang Zhan's first time attending such an unprecedentedly grand gathering of Saints... From beginning to end, he had maintained absolute calm. He was like an iceberg. There were no emotional fluctuations at all.    

With sufficient strength, Chiang Zhan had already made up his mind to establish his prestige before he came to the Tyrant Saint Temple. He would sweep away all the heroes and rule the Talisman City.    

In his eyes, the countless Saints in the Tyrant Saint Temple were nothing more than fish on a chopping board. They could take whatever they wanted.    

"This scene is shocking, but those foreign powers are deluding themselves with the idea of taking control of the Talisman City. They are simply courting death."    

A cruel smile emerged on Ao Sheng's face as he spoke in a cold voice.    

"Today's grand event is destined to be a bloodbath. Anyone who wants to compete with Master for the position of the Talisman City's City Lord will surely die without a burial ground."    

Mo Feihong's expression was cold and his brows were cold. His pair of sharp eyes swept across the countless Saints around him as he spoke with killing intent.    

"City Lord, today's grand meeting is a gathering of Saints and experts. Especially those who came from the Divine Court, Dragon Realm, Buddha Realm, and Devil Realm. Demon Realm. The experts of the Witch Clan, the Netherworld, were unbelievably powerful. Furthermore, they were supporting the Tyrannical Saint from behind! The terrifying force of Yang Qi had yet to show itself, even though it was Supreme Heavenly Master. I'm afraid we may not be able to suppress everyone so easily..."    

Zhang Liang looked worriedly at Chiang Zhan when he heard the domineering voices of Ao Sheng and Mo Feihong.    

"Don't worry. Talisman City is our Talisman City. With me here, no one will be able to destroy it."    

Chiang Zhan casually nodded his head. As he spoke, his calm voice was filled with an unparalleled domineering aura.    

He looked down on everyone, looked down on all the powerful enemies, and regarded hundreds of thousands of Saints as nothing. Chiang Zhan's seemingly casual attitude gave people a feeling that he was even more domineering than Ao Sheng and Mo Feihong.    

This genius seemed to be full of confidence in himself. Although he doubted Chiang Zhan's strength, for some reason, the blood in Zhang Liang's body was boiling.    

Judging from Chiang Zhan's domineering attitude, Zhang Liang seemed to see the hope of Talisman City's glory once again.    

"Yang Qi, isn't it a little too arrogant for you to not come out to welcome your senior brother's arrival?"    

Suddenly, a cold voice came from outside. It sounded like a sharp blade had been unsheathed, shocking everyone present.    

In an instant, everyone quieted down. The Tyrant Saint Temple, which had been bustling with noise and excitement just now, seemed to have turned into an ancient tomb. It was so silent that one could hear a pin drop.    

Including Chiang Zhan and the others, all the saints' eyes were fixed on the group of experts. They saw a purple-robed elder striding towards the entrance of the Tyrant Saint Temple. He seemed to be walking calmly, but in fact, he carried a strong killing intent. He was like a god of slaughter who had just walked out from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. His ferocity was unparalleled. He devoured mountains and rivers, not allowing anyone to blaspheme him.    

He was tall and strong, with a tiger body and a wolf waist. His long hair fluttered behind his head, and his wide forehead glittered with brilliance. Under his two black thick eyebrows, his eyes were as brilliant as the sun, and they flickered with divine light. They were extremely blazing.