Facing the terrifying force surging toward him, Chen Fan's eyes gleamed with cold light.
"I don't want to waste time with you. Do you think I'm afraid of you?!"
If this person's true body were here, Chen Fan could never have been his match and would have turned and left at once!
But the problem was—
He was merely a phantom. Even if he could display the strength of the sixth level of Chang Sheng and wield a Mind-Aspect World, how long could he keep it up?
And although Chen Fan had yet to clear the eighth floor of the Sky-Reaching Tower, out here in the outside world, with the restored White Emperor Armor and Cold Edge Sword, he was confident he could face an ordinary sixth-level Chang Sheng head-on!
A fierce glint flashed across Chen Fan's face as he decisively activated the second level of Berserk.
Boom!
Amid roiling bloody light, his body transformed into a dazzling red diamond.
The sword edge in his hand rose.
A blazing sword light slashed out with a thunderous roar.
It was not the Primordial Sword, but the third move Beiming had taught him!
Though this move had not yet reached perfection, its power was not far behind the eighth level of the Primordial Sword.
An ordinary person could use this move to fight a third-level Chang Sheng expert with only second-level Chang Sheng cultivation. Let alone Chen Fan, with his own realm of swordsmanship and physical strength!
Where the sharp sword light passed, the scattered starlike motes in the sky crumbled into nothing.
At the same time, that person's Mind-Aspect World began to turn mottled and unstable, on the verge of collapse.
"This phantom's overall strength is roughly equivalent to an ordinary sixth-level Chang Sheng expert, but his Mind-Aspect World doesn't seem