God King Descends—Could We Make Peace?
"Mid-stage, perhaps even high-stage God King... So strong!"
Ye Fan's tiny soul avatar was inwardly shaken.
One had to know—
Just now, his tiny soul avatar had activated the Soul Burning Blade and struck with the Void-Reality Divine Blade!
It could be said that he had pushed his Psychic Power, which had entered the Heavenly God Tier, to its absolute limit.
Yet—
Even so—
With a single blow, his tiny soul avatar had been sent flying several miles away.
Moreover—
The terrifying impact had covered his soul body in dense cracks.
He knew—
If they exchanged another strike of the same caliber—
His soul body would truly be shattered!
While Ye Fan's tiny soul avatar was in shock—
The Gold-Clad God King of the Bloody Arena, his eyes seeming to contain mountains of corpses and seas of blood, narrowed slightly as well.
Because—
He could sense that this Spirit Wandering Beyond soul avatar possessed an extremely young aura.
This meant—
His true cultivation would not be very high.
But—
Even so—
That terrifying soul attack just now—
Had actually shattered his casual strike outright.
It had even rebounded onto his true body, bringing a trace of pain to his soul.
Although—
That trace of pain was extremely slight—
What level of powerhouse was he?
Even among the four great hegemonic forces at the center of the Divine Realm, he was a renowned top-tier expert.
Yet—
He had actually sensed a faint aura of danger from a junior?
The killing intent in his eyes slowly gathered.
Such a monster—
Either befriend him—
Or... eradicate him completely!
This person had now broken the rules of the Bloody Arena.
He had even suppressed the four great protectors of the Bloody Arena: Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird,