Killing enemies above one's level truly was the fastest way to increase one's strength.
Killing a single Mo Hata had raised Fan Lang three levels in a row, bringing earth-shaking changes to his body. His sea of consciousness churned violently, and an image of his true self appeared within it, surrounded by Thought Stars.
This change within his mind affected his physical body as well, enhancing every bit of Fan Lang's flesh and blood, strengthening his bloodline and building up his muscles.
Blood surged through Fan Lang's body as energy erupted from his skin, forming radiant ripples of light. He was in the midst of a transformation, his strength climbing steadily.
By his estimate, there was about a minute left before the system collapsed. Fan Lang intended to use this precious minute to keep fighting.
Killing Mo Hata was only the beginning. There were still many enemies from the Western Heaven God Kingdom around him, and every last one of them had to die!
When an emperor was enraged, a million corpses lay strewn across the land. Fan Lang's rage was no different. Killing Mo Hata alone could not quell his anger.
Of the invading fleet from the Western Heaven God Kingdom, Mo Hata was the only Upper God. Other than him, the rest were nothing to fear.
Fan Lang began a cruel, merciless slaughter, venting the fury in his heart through the sword in his hand.
Kill!
Fan Lang flickered and appeared before two enemies. Dragon Suppressing the Eight Desolations swept out in his hand, flashing with a streak of light. Before that light could fade, he had already left the area and charged toward the next group of enemies.
Looking back at the two enemies, both of their bodies had been severed in half. Their wounds shimmered with