In the Central Plaza.
A million geniuses from 1,008 Universe Countries stared intently at the five screens suspended in midair. Suddenly, a notification rang out across the Central Plaza.
"Death God Bolan has cleared the Sixth Trial Tower!"
The moment the announcement rang out, an uproar erupted.
"Heavens!"
"Death God Bolan actually cleared the Sixth Trial Tower?!"
"He's just too strong."
At once, the geniuses in the Central Plaza, including the powerful immortals seated on their thrones, all turned toward the screen on the left.
It was Death God Bolan's live broadcast.
He had now cleared the Sixth Trial Tower and reached the seventh floor.
The sight drew every spectator's attention. Yet just as their cries of amazement rose, another notification rang out.
"Demon God Ling Feng has reached the seventh floor of the Sixth Trial Tower!"
"Whoa-!"
The announcement instantly sent the Central Plaza into an uproar.
"Demon God Ling Feng has caught up?"
"Heavens! He's actually that powerful?"
"Holy shit, I looked away for a second, and his ranking shot up to second place! He's right on Death God Bolan's heels!"
"Incredible!"
Every peerless genius in the Central Plaza was stunned and awed by the strength Ling Feng had displayed.
"Your Highness, this Ling Feng is very strong!"
A burly man who looked as though he had been cast from steel spoke in a low voice. Beside him stood a youth from Manka Star, dressed in a Silver Battle Suit, who had placed eighteenth this time.
"Yes, I admit my earlier judgment was wrong."
The Manka Star youth's eyes shone as he stared fixedly at Ling Feng on the screen. His tone was no longer so arrogant as he said gravely, "This fellow is different from the other preliminary winners. His strength probably puts him in