Xiao Yun frowned at Zhao Wuji before him. He had planned to deal with Zhao Wuji after killing Jiang Haoran, but he had not expected this fellow to be so eager to come and court death.
Zhao Wuji stared at Xiao Yun with blazing eyes, his face filled with battle intent as he declared, "A Chaos Body, something rarely seen in the cultivation world, has actually appeared before me today. Although you have not yet fully forged a Chaos Body, you are still worthy of my action."
Without question, he was a battle-crazed maniac, a martial fanatic.
Zhao Wuji truly loved battle. Otherwise, he would not have challenged every Body Refining Realm cultivator in the Tyrant Heaven Sacred Land by himself back then.
One had to know that at the Body Refining Realm, everyone remained within their sects and cultivated separately. They generally would not venture outside.
Only after reaching the Divine Bridge Realm and gaining the ability to ride swords through the air would they go out to roam and train.
This showed just how much of a martial fanatic Zhao Wuji was—born for battle.
But people like this were also terrifying, because their combat experience was exceedingly rich, and they fought with utter desperation. Born for battle, dying for battle.
The Desolate Ancient Sacred Body was also known as the Battle Sacred Body. That was no joke.
Among the ten Supreme Bodies, the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body was a special existence. It could be very weak, but it could also be very strong.
At its weakest, the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body ranked at the bottom among the ten Supreme Bodies, even inferior to some second-tier divine bodies.
But when it was powerful, the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body could even challenge a Chaos Body.
During the Primordial Era, there