Xu Yang stepped onto the Sixth Layer and felt an oppressive aura hanging in the air. It was as though a massive stone weighed on his mind, making it difficult to breathe.
The unique intent ability of Second Heavenly Origin martial artists seemed to have been magnified several times over, enveloping this space. Its formidable pressure battered his mind like an unending tide.
He had barely steadied himself when six figures with fierce auras charged at him from above, below, and every side, their saber light sweeping toward him like a tidal wave.
Let's try the Azure Dragon Tyrant Body! Xu Yang thought.
On the fifth floor, he had already tested the Hell-Prison Heaven-Slaying Art, but he had yet to use the Azure Dragon Tyrant Body since cultivating dragon qi.
Boom!
With a thought, the Azure Dragon Tyrant Body roared into motion, its violent aura surging skyward like an erupting volcano.
Xu Yang's muscles and bones thundered, issuing a series of sharp cracks. His rich, abundant blood energy could no longer be contained and gushed out of his body like towering columns of beacon smoke.
A violent blast of air exploded outward from him, and dragon qi spread throughout his body in an instant.
Overwhelming power surged within him, giving Xu Yang the urge to punch straight through the Battle Tower.
At that moment, he was like an ancient fierce dragon awakening, radiating monstrous ferocity.
Clang, clang...
The saber light raining down from the sky was all deflected. It could not even break through the aura swirling around his body.
So powerful!
The tidal surge of power sent his fighting spirit soaring, and he immediately raised his hand and threw a punch.
Boom!
His fist tore through the air with a deafening roar. A wave of formidable power swept out,