The contender for the seventh battle had been decided.
The Karma Die finally stopped on eight.
Zhan Wubusheng versus Ying Chuan!
"A ghost cultivator. Let me taste what you're like."
Zhan Wubusheng licked his lips and eagerly limbered up, his warm-up movements uncannily identical to the Battle Ancestor's.
He sank into a half crouch, then sprang upward like a nimble monkey, vaulting into the sky above the Chaos World. His toes touched down, and he stood there like a superhero.
At the sight of him, quite a few people cried out in surprise.
Zhan Wubusheng was the heir to the Primordial Battle Clan, and the Battle Ancestor's disciple to boot. The Battle Ancestor had just executed Zhu Chanyi; now that it was his turn to fight, the Nine Profound Ancestral Domain would likely make a great deal of this battle.
From their encounters so far, the Nine Profound Ancestral Domain was certainly not the sort to swallow its anger in silence.
"Where's the applause?"
"Where are the cheers?"
Zhan Wubusheng spread his arms to embrace heaven and earth, his chin raised high, his eyes slightly narrowed, and the corners of his lips lifted in a picture of pride and confidence.
"Oh, oh... bravo!" Everyone immediately obliged him with applause. All that was missing were flowers.
"Thank you all for your support. To repay your enthusiasm, allow me, Zhan Wubusheng, to bring you a spectacular battle."
Zhan Wubusheng sank into another half crouch and leaped, spinning three hundred and eighty million times through the void before making a dazzling landing in the Multiverse Battlefield.
What no one noticed was that, ever since Zhan Wubusheng appeared, the Battle Ancestor had stopped looking at the Multiverse Battlefield, as though avoiding the sight.
"This Zhan Wubusheng is quite amusing." The Nether Son laughed. The