Boom!
Under the gaze of more than a thousand divine prodigies, Lu Ren's battle platform connected with Mo Yanlong's.
Lu Ren's eyes widened as he stared Mo Yanlong down, fury written across his face. He forced the words through clenched teeth. "Mo Yanlong, your Hell Realm has succeeded in provoking me. I'll have to take out my anger on you!"
Everyone could feel the boundless rage pouring off Lu Ren. It surged like an erupting volcano, sweeping toward them and blotting out the sky.
Earlier, the divine prodigies of the three great divine realms had delayed Lu Ren at every turn, determined to keep him out of the top ten.
Now that Lu Ren had broken through their encirclement and earned the chance to challenge Mo Yanlong, he was going to vent that anger.
His gaze pierced toward Mo Yanlong's heart like a sharp sword, filling Mo Yanlong with unprecedented pressure and fear.
"Lu Ren, there's hardly any time left. Even if I can't beat you, I'll drain another chunk of your divine power. Let's see what you have left to challenge the top ten!" Mo Yanlong suppressed his fear and glared at Lu Ren, his voice cold.
"You're seventh on the Divine Ruins Ranking, yet you couldn't even make the top ten here. Looks like you're not that strong after all," Lu Ren said, shaking his head.
"You're courting death!"
With a furious shout, Mo Yanlong stamped his foot and shot into the sky. Pitch-black demonic dragon strange fire erupted from him and engulfed his body, transforming him into a giant flaming demonic dragon that charged at Lu Ren.
"Lu Ren, let's see you block this!"
Mo Yanlong's voice rang out from within the dragon. His Demonic Fire Divine Rule erupted and poured into the demonic dragon strange fire.