Supreme Battle King

Chiang Zhan smiled as he sensed the tremendous power brought about by the crazy increase of the three types of Saber Intent. He was extremely excited. He put away the Ghost King Banner, and his eyes, which were as bright as stars, sparkled with a blazing divine light. He scanned his surroundings. Currently, his life and death were still unknown, and he had no idea where he had gone. There was only one way to find him, and that was to go to Dead City.    

    

According to the rumors, Dead City was the core of the entire Nine Nether Illusion Realm, and it had once erupted into a world-shaking battle. There were countless experts who had fallen there, and there was no lack of will within them. The light of the saber soul, the radiance of the sword soul, and so on, and even the Dharma Idol. Its terrifying strength could not be described with words.    

    

What was the will, the Blade Soul's radiance, the soul's radiance...    

    

It was said that when one's consciousness reached the peak of 100%, it would transform into willpower, possessing intelligence and intelligence, allowing one to cultivate on their own.    

    

Compared to the will, the might of the will was unbelievably powerful. The radiance of the blade soul, the radiance of the sword soul, and so on were the elevation of the blade intent and sword intent, which had the same relation to the will and the will.    

    

Whether it was one's will or the Blade Soul's radiance, the Sword Soul's radiance... Whatever it was, they could all kill without a trace. Unless you also had this kind of power, you would not be able to resist it at all.    

    

As for the Dharma Idol, it was even more terrifying. Everyone knew that the path of martial arts was divided into Pulse Opening Stage, Aperture Breaking Stage, Astral Condensation Stage, Shape Transforming Stage and Divine Core Stage. Magic Image Stage, Divine Shape Stage, Heavenly Man Stage, Life Death Stage. Tenth Great Stage was full of thorns and thorns. It was difficult to break through, and it was extremely difficult to break through.    

    

Especially after breaking through to the Divine Core Stage, every step they took would require endless opportunities. Opportunities, luck. Otherwise, it would be extremely difficult for even a genius to succeed. As the name suggested, the Divine Core Stage condensed a martial artist's lifetime's worth of energy into a Divine Pill. Tribulation Falling Stage, on the other hand, experienced the baptism of heavenly tribulation. Magic Image Stage, on the other hand, produced a Wisdom from a Divine Pill. After a long period of nurturing and strengthening, it formed an independent thought. Simply put, it was an energy body with intelligence, capable of going from heaven to earth. There was nothing that could be done.    

    

An Aspect, even the weakest kind, could be compared to the most powerful Tribulation Falling Stage Expert. If it merged with the fleshly body, and its strength was restored to its peak, even a hundred or a thousand Tribulation Falling Stage Experts would not be able to withstand it.    

    

Such a terrifying existence, just thinking about it made one's scalp tingle. It was precisely because of this that none of the warriors who dared to go to the Dead City to train were one in ten thousand.    

    

Termination Old Man, who almost killed Chiang Zhan in the Divine Martial Arena, was said to have gone to the Dead City, but he definitely did not encounter a Dharma Idol. Otherwise, how could he have returned to the Central City alive?    

    

Chiang Zhan knew that the Dead City was dangerous, but he had to make a trip there. Firstly, he wanted to experience it. Secondly, there was a teleportation formation built by a senior from the Divine Martial Sect there, which allowed him to leave the Nine Nether Illusion Realm. Ao Changkong would most likely go there.    

    

No matter how scary the Dead City was, it could only scare ordinary warriors. As for Ao Changkong, he was the young Sect Leader of the Vast Heaven Sect, the top genius of the young generation in the North Sea Domain. He had great ambition and pride. He believed that as long as he didn't die... Nothing could stop him.    

    

After making up his mind, Chiang Zhan confirmed the direction of Dead City and strode into the distance.    

    

In this dark world, apart from the endless specters, there were also warriors who came to train. The former wanted to possess someone and be reborn, and the latter wanted to increase their strength. As long as they encountered them, an intense battle would immediately erupt.    

    

In addition, there were martial arts experts, Demon Cultivator Almighty, and Devil Dao Expert. They killed and robbed each other, robbing others of their wealth. Bloody battles could be seen everywhere, and it was incomparably tragic.    

    

Along the way, Chiang Zhan had encountered a few small-scale ghost attacks. All of them were killed by him. After all, as he devoured, killed, and became immortal... All three types of unique saber intents were raised to 100%, causing his strength to increase rapidly. Even the strongest specters would only be instantly killed.    

    

As for those experts, when they saw Chiang Zhan sweeping in all directions and looking down on them with his invincible aura, none of them dared to make any rash moves.    

    

After walking for a few hundred miles, Chiang Zhan found that he was getting closer and closer to the Dead City. There were hundreds of thousands of specters, or even millions of specters. Once, he saw millions of terrifying specters, covering the sky like a tidal wave. They wreaked havoc everywhere, and a large number of experts were possessed, turning them into walking corpses.    

    

Although Chiang Zhan's strength was extraordinary, he was attacked by millions of specters in an instant. He also did not dare to fight head on, but he used the ability of the Middle Grade Treasure Artifact soft armor to conceal himself. He had killed quite a number of specters, but unfortunately, there were no signs of improvement in the three special attributes of the saber intent. This made him very disappointed.    

    

At the same time, Chiang Zhan discovered that due to the number of specters, the quality of the specters had reached a terrifying level. Most of the practitioners did not dare to act alone anymore. Instead, they formed groups. Some formed groups of three to five people, while others formed groups of more than ten people. This way, their fighting ability would naturally be extremely powerful. Even if they encountered a large number of ghosts, it was not to the extent that they would die.    

    

One should know that the experts who were training in the vicinity of the Dead City... Their talent was outstanding and their strength was strong. Most of them were geniuses who possessed the bloodline power. The weakest of them were at the eighth level of the Tribulation Falling Stage, and they had also comprehended a special attribute. The power of saber intent, sword intent, and the like had reached the peak of one hundred percent, or even the peak of one hundred percent. Such a person's strength was already terrifying, thus they formed a group. However, it was still enough to deal with the attack of the specters.    

    

Chiang Zhan carefully observed that each group was without exception, all of them were martial arts experts. The Demon Cultivator Almighty and the Devil Dao Expert formed the most groups of martial arts masters. They seemed to be formed according to the groupings of the sects, because they came from different forces. Intense conflicts often broke out between them. If they encountered a group of Demon Cultivator Almighties, or a Devil Dao Expert group, they would kill without a second thought.    

    

Similarly, when a Demon Cultivator Almighty or Demon Dao group encountered a righteous martial artist, they would not easily let them go.    

    

This situation directly caused the battle to escalate. A group battle was incomparably intense, causing the entire space to be devastated. As for the masters of different influences, they suffered heavy casualties. The thick smell of blood drifted in the wind, making one's hair stand on end.