[Ding! Refining complete!] [Congratulations! You have obtained 180 drops of Destiny Nirvana Liquid. You may check their exact grade yourself.]
Hearing the notification ring in his ears, Chen Wen's eyes lit up.
A hundred and eighty drops of Destiny Nirvana Liquid! He had made a killing this time.
After this, he really could try breaking the sixth shackle again.
That strike had also given him a first taste of what his enhanced Chaos Sequence Body and Tyrant Body could do.
One word: fierce.
Slowly, the dust cleared. Only seven disciples remained.
Those seven were all ranked in the top ten of the Inner City Ranking.
Everyone else was dead.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Everyone in the stands shot to their feet, save for the leaders of the major factions.
Clearly, Chen Wen's strike had frightened them.
He had killed 491 disciples in two moves. Was that something a fucking human could do?
Even a god of slaughter wasn't this terrifying.
It was all too outrageous.
They had seen plenty of grand spectacles. In the Central Heaven Domain especially, they considered themselves well-traveled and experienced.
Yet at that moment, they were still scared witless.
How was this possible?
The brat had grown stronger again, far beyond anything they had imagined.
Why couldn't he be killed? Why?
Ximen Tiankuang, Jiang Zhanlei, and the others were trembling all over.
An invisible fear had swallowed them whole.
At that moment, they were truly afraid. They regretted everything.
If they could do it over, they would never provoke Chen Wen again.
Never.
Crack!
Ye Chao clenched the fist hidden beneath his sleeve, rage surging straight to the crown of his head.
By killing 491 disciples in two moves, Chen Wen had done more than display his strength. He had slapped Ye Chao in the