The Second Purge

Zhou Leng walked up to the weightlifting platform. With a hum, it activated automatically and began its voice announcement.

"Someone detected approaching. Would you like to use the Demigod Weightlifting Platform?"

"Please step onto the platform and brace the pressure plate with both hands. The final result will be displayed on the red screen."

Zhou Leng gave it a cursory look. Aside from a touch of artificial intelligence, it was much like an ordinary weightlifting platform, merely empowered a little. The pressure plate above the platform was thicker, and the aura of various Stellar Void gemstones was especially obvious.

Frost Hand kept bragging, "This Demigod Gym set can be used all the way to the Demigod King Realm. It can become a family heirloom, passed down generation after generation, for ten thousand years without—" Zhou Leng could not be bothered with him. He stepped onto the platform, took a deep breath, and circulated the Great Sun Divine Technique within him. Sun and moon rose together.

The phantom of Ceres emerged behind his head, and surging power flowed through his entire body.

Frost Hand's voice stopped abruptly as he stared blankly ahead.

In his Spirit Mage perception, it was as though a colossal starry beast stood before him, its aura vast and boundless, like that of a Deity.

Since advancing to Demigod, Zhou Leng had wanted to know the force of his full-strength lift, but he had never had the chance. This was the perfect time to test it. He took a deep breath and shouted, "Begin!"

Crack... hum hum...

The Demigod Weightlifting Platform gave a soft sound as the massive pressure plate began to descend.

A faint glow enveloped the entire platform.

Zhou Leng's skin had originally been fair, but as the platform pressed down, it gradually turned redder and