Under the other party's horrified gaze, Jiang Yang threw a punch. The level-nine Dragon Totem's power was almost unimaginable. Behind that Zombie, a vast stretch of land had nearly been reduced to wasteland. Worse still, two deep ravines had appeared in the ground.
Jiang Yang blew on his fist. Killing a level nine barely took any effort from him. To him, it was nothing more than a casual movement—simple and effortless.
Looking at it this way, killing ordinary level nines with his current combat strength was as easy as blowing a breath.
The corners of Jiang Yang's mouth curled upward. The impressions he had received during his advancement had not all been wrong. His combat strength truly was first-rate. Killing ordinary level nines was no challenge at all. If he encountered a god-level being, he could probably exchange a few moves with one—and not merely exchange moves.
Jiang Yang had previously been able to contend with god-level beings by drawing upon the Death Forbidden Zone's power. Now that he was level nine, his combat strength had soared again. He was no longer as he had been before. If he could resist god-level beings then, he should at least be able to wrestle with them now.
He might even be able to kill one in return!
Jiang Yang grabbed another level nine and crushed him to death. Then he let out an angry roar, and violent energy fluctuations erupted around his body. As those fluctuations spread, the surrounding Zombies turned to ashes one after another.
It was an incomparably intense energy fluctuation. Whether level eight or level nine, all the surrounding Zombies turned to ashes. Yet the blood energy left behind by those ashes gathered toward Jiang Yang.
All that blood energy became nourishment for the Path of Slaughter and flowed