Fan Lang refreshed his record once again, slaying a Middle God on the Gods' Judgement Arena. He had crossed several major realms in the process—simply inconceivable.
The Middle Gods who stepped onto the Gods' Judgement Arena were all outstanding figures within their realm, far beyond ordinary Middle Gods.
The outcome of this battle caused a tremendous uproar, shaking both sides.
"Damn it! Fan Lang killed another one of our people, and a Middle God at that!"
"This is too strange. How could a Lower God possess such terrifying strength?"
"He cheated! He must be cheating! A Lower God cannot possibly be this powerful!"
"He has already killed more than a dozen of our people. Is there really no one who can kill him?"
"I can't stand this any longer! To hell with the Gods' Judgement Arena—let's just send in the army! Kill Fan Lang and all those people in front of us!"
The Western Heaven God Kingdom's side had practically exploded. Everyone ground their teeth in hatred, wishing they could devour Fan Lang alive.
The Aurora God Kingdom, on the other hand, had the exact opposite attitude. They were practically treating Fan Lang as a great hero.
This battle had not actually been easy for Fan Lang. He had activated the Rampage Program from the very beginning, then later borrowed the Dragon Ancestor's power. He had exhausted all his trump cards, and several methods he had never used before were exposed in broad daylight, no longer secrets.
Not long after the battle ended, the system crashed on schedule. Fan Lang returned to his own camp and rested within the formation.
Once the system rebooted, Fan Lang went into battle again and selected another Middle God as his opponent. This fight was still grueling, and he had relied entirely on the