Bells boomed as a gigantic altar appeared in the void, scattering dazzling light.
It swept across the sky, appearing over the various regions of the Blood-Colored Ancient Land. All the surviving trial participants rose into the air and boarded the Teleportation Formation Platform.
Bang!
A mountain range collapsed, and Lu Chen burst out from underground. He had finally seized a third portion of the Source of the Dao, suppressed it within the Nine-Layer Immortal Gold Pagoda, and flown toward the altar sweeping through the sky.
"Leave the Source of the Dao behind!"
Several Ancient Saints of other races shouted and attacked to block him. Peerless divine arts and powerful Saint Weapons unleashed hundreds of millions of rays of light, hurtling toward him with savage force.
"Get lost!" Lu Chen roared coldly. Lunar saint power radiated from his left hand, forming a fathomless black hole that swallowed every attack.
Then he punched with his right hand. Sun saint power, supremely hard and mighty, surged forth, erupting in golden divine radiance more brilliant than ten stars. Its unmatched fluctuations shook the entire heavens, as though heaven and earth were about to overturn.
Bang! Bang! ...
Every Ancient Saint who had pursued him for the Source of the Dao was blasted apart. Blood and bones scattered, their bodies and souls annihilated.
Lu Chen wore bloodstained battle robes, his surging vital blood towering skyward like a roaring true dragon. His eyes were as intimidating as cold lightning, and his presence seemed capable of swallowing mountains and rivers.
After three full months of fighting, he had battled across hundreds of thousands, even a million li. Terrifying, blood-red killing intent wreathed him and would not disperse, making him resemble an immortal demon who ruled the rise and fall of the world.
"Lu Chen from the Burial