For him, the first ten levels were nowhere near enough to satisfy his appetite.
Yang Chen entered the Sea of Trials.
The writing on the stone stele changed from zero to one!
At the very moment the writing changed, Yang Chen began a massacre within the Sea of Trials!
"Break!"
Yang Chen looked at the black mass of ancient beasts rolling toward him. His Dao Intent Inscriptions spread out, completely suppressing them with absolute inscription power.
The first level of the Sea of Trials was cleared instantly, without the slightest effort!
Next came the Second Wave!
Yang Chen still needed only to suppress them with the quantity of Dao Intent Inscriptions, and he easily crushed the Second Wave.
Then came the Third Wave, Fourth Wave, Fifth Wave...
To Mo Qianwu and Zhao Yuanhong, the first five waves were nothing at all. Yet to Yang Chen, they were likewise nothing.
Moreover, Yang Chen's limit was obviously far beyond this.
It continued to rise.
On the stone stele, five became six, six became seven, then eight, nine...
When the number reached nine, many people could no longer remain calm.
What did the number nine represent? It represented that Yang Chen had already passed the Ninth Wave. Moreover, even after reaching this level, Yang Chen still maintained an astonishing speed. It was clear that, at his current level, he was still handling things with ease.
How could they accept this?
"He's reached the Ninth Wave. He withstood the ancient beasts' assault in the Ninth Wave. Is this guy really that strong?"
"That isn't strange, is it? Yang Chen is stronger than Zhao Yuanhong. Zhao Yuanhong could reach the Tenth Wave, so it isn't strange for Yang Chen to reach the Ninth Wave. But I think Yang Chen is too reckless. He clearly has