Supreme Battle King

The heavens and the earth gradually became gloomy, and the sandstorm in the vast desert was still like before, howling like ghosts and howling like ghosts, and the might of the tempestuous tides of the heavens and the earth caused others to be shocked.    

Chiang Zhan followed the mysterious motorcade and hurried along. Along the way, he was attacked by the Demon Beast Clan more than once. There was no lack of groups of Creation Realm demonic beasts among them. Although the number was not too large, there were still tens of thousands of them.    

However, the hundreds of Artisan realm guards were all people who had fought tens of thousands of times. They were firm and powerful, especially when they wore the Rank 6 Dao Artifact armor. Their defense was indestructible, and they also had the boundless might of a Rank 6 Dao Artifact in their hands. Peerless and unparalleled.    

With this, although they had gone through many bloody battles, the mysterious motorcade was able to handle them with ease. Chiang Zhan had no chance to attack at all.    

Through the bloody and tragic battle, Chiang Zhan got to know this mysterious convoy once again. Although the guards were only at the Creation Realm, their strength was not to be underestimated.    

What was even more terrifying was the white-haired old man. As a Half-step to Heaven Defying Stage Expert, his opponent had almost fully developed. Whether it was the strength of his body, the Dao Arts that he cultivated, or even his weapon, they were all very frightening.    

Two hours ago, Chiang Zhan had personally witnessed the white-haired old man casually killing over ten thousand beasts at the Creation Realm. His divine might was unparalleled, and he was invincible.    

Compared to the white-haired old man, Chiang Zhan was even more afraid of the purple-clothed beauty in the luxurious carriage. Although she had never attacked, her strength was as deep as the ocean, and she was unfathomable.    

With Chiang Zhan's current strength, even if he unleashed the Top War Power, he might not be able to defeat her.    

In addition, Chiang Zhan always felt a pair of cold eyes staring at him from behind. This kind of sign was enough to show that although the purple-clothed beauty seemed to be willing to let him follow her, she did not truly believe him in the depths of her heart.    

This was a sign of danger. Once the purple-clothed beauty misunderstood, a fierce battle would be inevitable.    

Although Chiang Zhan wasn't afraid of the purple-clothed beauty, or even the entire mysterious convoy, he still needed to borrow her strength to leave this desert. Naturally, he didn't want to cause any misunderstanding.    

Therefore, Chiang Zhan hoped that this mysterious carriage team would encounter danger. That way, he would be able to pull out his knife and help to resolve the purple-clothed beauty's suspicions. Unfortunately, things did not go according to his wishes, so he could only wait for an opportunity.    

At the same time, Chiang Zhan discovered that the white-haired old man and the hundreds of Artisan realm guards were all full of hostility towards him. Each and every one of them was on guard, as if they were facing a great enemy.    

Under such circumstances, Chiang Zhan simply closed his eyes and took the opportunity to cultivate. He had already stepped into the Half-step to Thing Creating Stage, and he had the experience of condensing the law of creation. As long as he consolidated his cultivation, he could break through to the Artisan realm at any time.    

Besides the breakthrough in cultivation base, Chiang Zhan was also preparing to comprehend the third move of the Heavenly Might Blade Spell. The Great Dao was ruthless. After all, he had already mastered the Slaughter Law, which was ten thousand times stronger than the natural energy. If he could use the Great Dao's Heartless Saber Technique, plus the power of the Slaughter Blade Technique... It would definitely be even more terrifying than the Ultimate Tyrant One Blade.    

Of course, the Ultimate Tyrant One Blade was a growth type saber technique. As Chiang Zhan cultivated the ten special Laws to the Late Period Stage, no one knew how powerful this saber technique would be.    

As for the Myriad Thing Devil Transforming Spell and Ancestral Dragon Seven Styles, these two invincible divine abilities had already been imprinted in the depths of Chiang Zhan's Soul Sea. He didn't even need to cultivate them to grasp the essence and master them.    

At this moment, Chiang Zhan was using all of his strength to stimulate the boundless power of creation in the depths of the 108 natal worlds in his body, condensing the Creation Law.    

Rumble, rumble -    

It was as if thousands of streams had returned to the sea, sweeping away the clouds and sweeping away the clouds. The pure and enormous power of creation gathered into numerous whirlpools, as if it was being carried by a tornado, violently spinning.    

All the power of creation was compressed and condensed by millions of times, and soon, it condensed into thick and strong laws of creation. It was like a pillar that could hold up the sky, and it was majestic and imposing.    

However, it was a pity that the 108 Creation Rules had just been condensed and exploded violently, turning into boiling power of creation.    

It was still useless for him to break through to the Creation Realm again.    

Although Chiang Zhan was a little disappointed, he did not pay too much attention to it. This was because he could feel that every time he condensed the Creation Law, his cultivation base would become stronger and stronger. If he continued cultivating like this, he would be able to break through to the Creation stage in less than three days.    

With full confidence, Chiang Zhan intended to continue cultivating. However, in the next moment, he frowned and a trace of doubt could be seen in his sharp eyes.    

"Uncle Faang, I believe that Young Hero Chiang is tired after traveling for a day. Why don't we invite him to the carriage to rest for a while..."    

In the luxurious carriage, a voice that was as cold as ice but also like the sound of nature was suddenly heard. Without a doubt, the person who spoke was the mysterious purple-clothed beauty.    

Before her voice faded, all the experts in the carriage, including the white-haired old man, were stunned. Everyone's eyes were fixed on Chiang Zhan.    

As if the horn of battle had been blown, the white-haired old man and the numerous guards pushed their skills to the limit. Each of them was like a wolf and tiger, filled with endless killing intent.    

Although they didn't attack, they gave people the feeling that they were a volcano that was about to erupt, full of danger.    

Seeing this scene, Chiang Zhan shook his head, as calm as ever. Although he did not know why the purple-clothed beauty suddenly invited him to the car to rest, nor did he know why the white-haired old man and the guards were so nervous. But there was one thing he was sure of, and it was very likely that these people were going to attack him.    

At this moment, Chiang Zhan's mind became calmer and calmer. He was like an iceberg that had never been melted, without any emotional fluctuation.    

"Young Hero Chiang, my family's young miss invites you to rest in the car." The white-haired old man strode to Chiang Zhan. As he spoke, two sharp eyes of his shot out a shocking fighting intent.    

"Thank you."