Madman?

As time passed, the illusionary landscape would grow smaller and smaller.

Though the grass could conceal divine sense scans, the air could not.

Chen Fan's battle with the Seventh Prince had ended swiftly, but the commotion it caused had not been small!

It was one thing for the weak, but Chen Fan was not surprised that the strong could notice it.

Chen Fan raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Looks like the Eclosion Tower truly can't determine everyone's real cultivation and strength. If someone deliberately conceals it, there will always be a way to slip past..."

When Nightmare Dream's true strength had not been detected during the second round, Chen Fan had known that among those who had not climbed very high in the tower, there were bound to be people hiding their strength!

He simply had not expected to run into one so soon.

He raised his brow. "You came looking for me on your own... What do you mean by that?"

Rui Chi grinned.

"I was just feeling a little bored."

"I wanted to eliminate one more human genius, that's all!"

A bold, wild laugh spread across his face as he hurled the silver spear in his hand!

Boom!

Where the spear passed, streaks of gleaming golden light surged and spread. A sacred yet evil aura diffused from that lightning.

A majestic, irresistible torrent of power swept toward Chen Fan.

"This guy's a madman..."

Chen Fan's brows twitched. As layers of Dao Domains unfolded around him, he unleashed a Nightmare Invocation.

Unfortunately, this man's soul was far too resilient. Chen Fan's Nightmare Invocation did not affect him in the slightest.

Crack, crack, crack!

The silver spear blasted through layer after layer of Chen Fan's Dao Domains, driving straight toward his body.

Chen Fan took a deep breath and immediately raised