The Hegemon Body Lineage's Vast Wealth

Zhou Tong's eyes met those of the Hegemon Body from the Hegemon Body Ancestral Star.

"Boom!"

At that very moment, a powerful aura, like a dam bursting or Star River exploding, rushed toward Zhou Tong. In an instant, the starry sky shattered, and countless cultivators heading toward the First Pass of the Human Race's stronghold stopped and looked in this direction.

Zhou Tong's gaze shifted, as if time were flowing by, as if the Void the Great Eternal Ancient Star, instantly severing that terrifying aura.

However, those geniuses from various star fields who had entered the Human Ancient Road together were not so lucky. They trembled under the Hun Zhan of the Hegemon Body, their faces pale, staggering, terrified, and looking like they had seen a ghost, and retreated one after another.

An overwhelming killing intent surged forth, rippling endlessly in the Void the Great. This was an extremely terrifying shock. The mere aura released by Hun Zhan was enough to terrify this large group of geniuses, severely damaging their confidence.

Before even truly stepping onto the Human Ancient Road, these prodigies had already witnessed a truly terrifying and invincible existence. The powerful and domineering aura of the Hegemon Body had already left an indelible mark on their hearts.

"Hahaha..." Hun Zhan laughed wildly, his laughter shaking the heavens, exuding an aura of domineering confidence.

The Purple Kirin he sat on roared wildly to the sky in sync with his laughter. Its roar merged with Hun Zhan's laughter, creating waves in the vast purple sound waves, as if it could swallow the sun and moon.

This is a Kirin of extremely noble bloodline, definitely a descendant of a pure-blooded Kirin, and its bloodline is even close to that of a real Kirin. It exudes an aura of supreme nobility, and roars with its head held high, extremely ferocious.

Everyone's expression changed drastically once again, and countless people sighed with grief. A mere mount was far superior to them, shattering their confidence before they had even truly entered the Human Ancient Road.

"Hahaha!" "Roar!"

The laughter was domineering, shaking the sky. The Kirin roared and pounced, bringing with it a monstrous purple sound wave that turned into a raging torrent that almost engulfed Zhou Tong.

"Roar!!"

A burst of light erupted in the Void the Great, and Purple Qi surged to the heavens. At the same time, Zhou Tong opened his mouth and roared, causing mountains and rivers to tremble and the Star Scripture in the sky to shake violently as if they were about to fall from the sky.

The Nine Netherworld Howler's Roar!!

This roar was like the howl of a wild beast, or the roar of a demon. Accompanied by a chilling demonic light, Zhou Tong's mouth emitted ripples that were indestructible and shattered space.

Everyone was shocked. Zhou Tong's roar was even more powerful than the roar of a lion or Qilin Roar. Even those geniuses who were already far away were shaken so badly that they bled from all seven orifices and almost fainted.

This was only because the Hun Zhan's chaotic laughter and Qilin Roar countered it, weakening the power of this roar. Otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable, and many people would have been shattered by this Dao Sound.

"Boom!!"

Zhou Tong's sonic ripples collided with Hun Zhan's attack there, unable to stop for a long time, causing a rumbling sound throughout the world!

Hun Zhan's expression changed slightly. He had combined the strength of himself and his mount, working together, but still couldn't gain the upper hand.

"A wild, Hegemon Body dares to challenge me? Kill him!"

Hun Zhan was enraged. Holding a blood-red spear in one hand, he pointed it at Zhou Tong and roared. His roar was so powerful that it shook the heavens and the stars. He and his horse crossed the storm zone and charged towards Zhou Tong. He was terrifying to the extreme.

That crimson spear, as red as blood, emitted the most dazzling light, possessing destructive power. Wherever it passed, the Void the Great shattered, and it pierced straight down!

"You've come at the perfect time; you need the inheritance of the Hegemon Body! Fight!"

Zhou Tong let out a long roar, Purple Qi energy soaring into the sky. Holding the Sacred Spirit Sword, which emitted a hazy immortal light, he leaped up and charged directly towards Hun Zhan. The Sacred Spirit Sword in his hand pierced through the starry sky with its sword energy.

"Zheng!!"

When Zhou Tong's Sacred Spirit Sword and Hun Zhan's spear met, the spearhead pierced the sword tip with a sound that shattered heaven and earth, a deafening roar that sent sparks flying like Mars streaking across the sky.

This was simply a catastrophe. The geniuses who came from countless places in the universe were all chilled to the bone and terrified. How many tens of thousands of years would it take to encounter such a realm and such combat power?

With two such young supreme beings in the world, how could they possibly contend with each other?

Many people feel that the meaning of their journey here alone, traversing the Ancient Starry Road, has vanished.

"Clang!"

The sword and spear clashed repeatedly at extreme speed.

However, at that moment, Zhou Tong sensed something was wrong with the opponent's spear, which suddenly unleashed an extremely terrifying force that rebounded against his palm.

This was the first time Zhou Tong had experienced this kind of recoil when clashing head-on with someone of the same level.

On the other side, the Purple Kirin that Hun Zhan was sitting on also roared, shaking and retreating backward.

Even if its owner is unharmed, a mere mount could not possibly escape unscathed from the aftermath of the battle between Zhou Tong and Hun Zhan.

"Boom!"

Hun Zhan flipped off the Purple Kirin, stood still, and looked over coldly. His purple eyes were dazzling, and lightning flashed, making people tremble.

"My ancestors slaughtered gods and beheaded supreme beings, leaving behind countless Quasi-Emperor Artifact. The spear in my hand is just a spoil of war that I casually took from the treasure vault. You have neither the inheritance of the Hegemon Body nor a weapon as good as mine, so what do you have to compete with me?" Hun Zhan stared coldly at Zhou Tong.

Zhou Tong's gaze fell on the crimson spear. It turned out to be a damaged Quasi-Emperor Artifact. No wonder it was so powerful.

Even if Quasi-Emperor Artifact is damaged and its weapon spirit has dissipated, a portion of the Dao Pattern belonging to Quasi-Emperor still remain within it. Even if it only emits wisps of divine power, it is still far superior to ordinary Saint Weapon.

Zhou Tong, having clashed the spear head-on with his own forged Sacred Spirit Sword, was bound to suffer a great loss.

At this moment, Zhou Tong recalled that in the original story, when Ye Fan fought Hun Zhan, Ye Fan also used the spear of the Quasi-Emperor Rongcheng Clan to block Hun Zhan's spear.

"So rich and powerful, giving away broken Quasi-Emperor Artifact so casually..." Zhou Tong was speechless.

"There can only be one Overlord in this world!" Hun Zhan held his spear in one hand, pointing it directly at Zhou Tong.

"I'll give you a chance to live. Submit to me, and if you perform well in the future, I will reward you with the unique inheritance of our Azure Heaven Hegemonic Blood!" Hun Zhan's voice was cold and domineering.

Zhou Tong did not respond, nor did he bother to respond.

Surrender? Absolutely not!

Zhou Tong never intended to submit; he only wanted to capture Hun Zhan and extract the information about the Hegemon Body inheritance from his head.

As for the damaged Quasi-Emperor Artifact, Zhou Tong didn't care at all; in fact, he was quite pleased.

If we disregard the advantage of the Quasi-Emperor Artifact, Hun Zhan's cultivation level is comparable to Zhou Tong's. Once he goes all out, Zhou Tong is confident that he can suppress him within five hundred moves.

The addition of this Quasi-Emperor Artifact gave Hun Zhan some advantages, which actually pleased Zhou Tong.

He hasn't encountered an opponent who can make him give it his all in far too long!

Zhou Tong fondly recalled the tension of that battle and the feeling of his blood surging through his veins!