Glory World, Battle World.
The cold wind howled like billions of ice blades, whipping up a blizzard that swallowed everything in a chaotic expanse of white. Boom!
Yang Zheng stood atop an ice peak towering tens of thousands of feet high, feeling the immense power coursing through the body Glory World had fashioned for him.
Far weaker than my real Immortal Divine Body... Yang Zheng silently examined it. This virtual divine body was only as strong as the maximum power the Silver Armor had granted him at the Peak World Lord level.
A divine body with a hundred thousand times the power of a Peak World Lord!
Still, although it lacked the hundredfold life-gene enhancement he possessed in reality, his perfected divine body amplitude secret technique remained intact. His perception of the profound, mysterious Space-Time Fusion Law was clearer than ever.
The external conditions might seem fair, but... An almost imperceptible smile crossed Yang Zheng's lips. Who could peer into the depths of his consciousness and discover that his comprehension of the Space-Time Fusion Law had already reached the level of a fourth-layer inheritor?
This...
Was his true source of confidence!
"Hm? Here he comes!"
At the slightest stir of thought, Yang Zheng's body tensed. His piercing gaze cut through the wildly swirling curtain of snow and locked onto an enormous shadow quietly emerging from the distant blizzard.
An immense body tore through the snowstorm. Towering like a mountain, it appeared to stand over a hundred kilometers tall, its entire surface covered in shimmering, multicolored scales. Its sinister vertical pupils glowed a dim green.
"Not bad luck... You're that Azure Universe King?" The rock lifeform stared at Yang Zheng.
"Enough talk!"
A shuttle-shaped weapon gleaming with a deep azure light appeared out of nowhere beside Yang Zheng. It was an