Supreme Lord of Towers

”Damn it! Didn’t Senior Sister Jia Lu already pin down those two Divine Spirit Descendants? How are they still cutting their way over here? It’s over, am I really going to die here today?” All the color drained from Sima Tian’s face, a chill crawling up his spine.

He might be carrying a Life-Saving Treasure on him, but it was fundamentally impossible for him to block those two Divine Spirit Descendants.

Once they reached him, he would undoubtedly die.

”Not good, the Divine Spirit Descendants are here. Junior Brother Ye Chen, hurry and run, or you’ll die here!” Bai Lie and Lan Ying couldn’t help but suck in a sharp breath, shouting anxiously at Ye Chen.

The thing they’d been worried about had finally happened.

Though Ye Chen’s strength was formidable, compared to Divine Spirit Descendants at the Peak of the Golden Core Realm, there was still a massive gap.

If he rashly chose to fight them, eight or nine times out of ten he would end up dying in their hands.

That would be an incomparably huge loss for the Human King Hall.

After all, Ye Chen’s potential was simply too heaven-defying, even enough to rival some of the Human King Hall’s Core Disciples.

If he were to fall midway like this, it would be far too much of a pity.

”So what if they’re Divine Spirit Descendants? As long as they come, I’ll kill them all the same.” Ye Chen said with open disdain, his tone overbearingly forceful to the extreme.

The main reason he had come to Celestial Feather City was precisely to behead Divine Spirit Descendants.

That way he could not only eliminate a great scourge for the Human Race of the Northern Nether Realm, but also obtain a massive amount of Bloodline Power.

Right now, the bloodline in his body was still at Quasi-God level and had yet to break through.

If he could slay a few Divine Spirit Descendants and obtain the Bloodline Power within their bodies, there was hope of stepping up to an even higher level.

”What? Did I hear that right? Ye Chen actually wants to slaughter Divine Spirit Descendants!” The Jia Family powerhouses exclaimed in unison, their eyes filled with thick disbelief.

”Looks like after killing the Bat Demon King, his confidence has inflated completely, he doesn’t even know his own limits anymore.” Jia Cong kept shaking his head, feeling that Ye Chen was far too blind to his own strength.

On the surface, it might look like there was only one step between Divine Spirit Descendants and Quasi-God Descendants.

But the difference in strength between the two was like heaven and earth, clouds and mud.

Because Divine Spirit Descendants had already inherited some of the Divine Spirit’s abilities, something Quasi-God Descendants fundamentally could not compare to.

So even if Ye Chen truly had the strength to crush Quasi-God Descendants—

To want to defeat Divine Spirit Descendants at the Peak of the Golden Core Realm was as hard as ascending to heaven.

Yet he didn’t even have that bit of self-awareness; it was truly pathetic.

”Foolish Human Race, you have no idea how terrifying Lord Wulu’s strength really is. Very soon, you’ll understand just how ignorant and ridiculous you are!” The Cyan Lion Demon King couldn’t help but sneer, looking at Ye Chen like he was a pitiful jumping clown.

Wulu might only be the offspring of a Tier One Divine Spirit, but his strength had already far surpassed the threshold for Nascent Soul Realm experts.

He had even once killed a Nascent Soul Realm powerhouse, truly terrifying beyond compare.

While Ye Chen’s potential was indeed monstrously shocking, already far surpassing Wulu—

He simply didn’t have the time to grow. To want to defeat Wulu, who had already stepped into the Peak of the Golden Core Realm, was nothing but a madman’s dream.

”Is that so? I’d very much like to see how much he’s really worth. But as for you, you won’t get the chance to see the moment I kill him.” A terrifying cold light suddenly shot out from Ye Chen’s eyes.

”Heh! You can’t kill me. As long as I hold out until Lord Wulu arrives, you won’t be able to do anything to me.” The Cyan Lion Demon King sneered, looking utterly fearless.

He might not be a match for Ye Chen, but lasting a bit longer under Ye Chen’s hands was still within reach.

And before Ye Chen could kill him, Wulu would definitely be able to rush over and save him.

”Die for me! Merging Technique Divine Techniques.” At that moment, two types of True Intent suddenly appeared above Ye Chen’s fist, fusing together, and he smashed that fist ruthlessly toward the Cyan Lion Demon King.

The power of this strike had thoroughly exceeded one hundred billion tiger’s strength; not even the Mad Rhinoceros Demon King could withstand it, let alone the Cyan Lion Demon King.

”No! How did his strength become even stronger again! This is impossible!” The Cyan Lion Demon King’s eyes bulged round, filled with deep horror and disbelief.

With a resounding boom.

In the next instant, his massive body was blown apart by Ye Chen’s punch, leaving only a single head.

”Save me, Lord Wulu, hurry and save me!” The Cyan Lion Demon King let out a howl of utter despair.

Only now did he realize how foolish and ignorant he’d been.

Ye Chen’s strength was far greater than he’d imagined, he had simply been hiding it all along.

The ridiculous part was that he’d actually thought Ye Chen couldn’t kill him in a short time.

Boom!

In a flash like lightning, Ye Chen’s fist once again appeared before the Cyan Lion Demon King, causing the surrounding void to collapse and shatter, the scene incomparably terrifying.

”My people—are they something you can touch?” At that moment, a cold voice suddenly rang in everyone’s ears, making their Souls involuntarily tremble.

Whoosh!

Immediately after, a vine like a strip of black Divine Gold shot out from the void, whipping fiercely toward Ye Chen.

With a thunderous crash.

Ye Chen’s fist violently collided with that vine, but couldn’t shake it in the slightest, his attack easily blocked.

That vine was wrapped in an incomparably strange power, as if it could devour all of Ye Chen’s Attack Power.

”So this is a Divine Spirit Descendant? He really has some tricks.” A blinding sharp light flashed in Ye Chen’s eyes; instead of the least bit of fear, he was actually extremely excited.

In all his life, this was the first time he had seen a Divine Spirit Descendant.

Although people like Sima Tian had potential comparable to Divine Spirit Descendants—

That was because they had awakened Special Physiques; they weren’t true Divine Spirit Descendants.

But the Demon Race in front of him, the one who had just saved the Cyan Lion Demon King, was a genuine Divine Spirit Descendant, personally birthed by a Divine Spirit.

So Ye Chen was indeed very curious about him.

”Great, Lord Wulu has finally come to save me. Damn Human Race, your end has arrived.” The Cyan Lion Demon King’s expression turned overjoyed, looking at Ye Chen as if he were already a corpse.

”Cyan Lion, you’re really useless, actually getting injured to this extent by a piece of trash at the Golden Core Realm Fourth Layer. You’ve completely disgraced me.” At that moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of the Cyan Lion Demon King, speaking with deep disappointment.

This figure was none other than Wulu.

He possessed the appearance of the Human Race, but his body was covered in black bark, looking hideous to the extreme.

Only, the aura he radiated was monstrously terrifying, making Souls tremble uncontrollably.