In Holy City, before countless watching eyes, Ji Haoyue, the Divine King Body of the Eastern Wasteland, suffered defeat, stirring up towering waves.
Standing alone in the void, Lu Chen even declared that any enemy defeated by his hand would no longer be considered his rival.
After he defeated the Divine King Body of this age, no one dismissed his words as wild boasting, for they had truly sensed an invincible momentum and a powerful heart for the Dao within him.
At that moment, they seemed to glimpse the shadow of a Great Emperor in his youth upon him, rather than merely hearing those supposed rumors.
Bzzzt!
The void trembled. Unparalleled killing intent wove through the sky, nearly freezing heaven and earth and making everyone feel as though they stood amid an ocean of ice and snow at the North Pole.
It was the killing intent of the great figures from the Various Holy Lands, all directed at Lu Chen. Having defeated the Divine King Body of this age, he certainly possessed the strength to suppress their successors, and might even threaten the Various Holy Lands themselves in the future.
Faced with such a monstrous prodigy, even the Ji Family Holy Lord, the Yaoguang Holy Lord, and the others wanted to strike personally and snuff him out, cutting his life short here.
Yet in the end, no one dared act. That mysterious woman, suspected to be a Primordial Saint, might be watching this place. Anyone who acted rashly would likely fail to crush the genius and instead be blasted into ashes first.
But that did not mean the rulers of these great powers would simply let Lu Chen grow. Becoming the masters of this land took more than formidable strength; they had no shortage of other methods.
If none of