Chen Fan opened his golden jade pupils. He looked like a Heavenly Emperor, possessing such formidable power that he could shatter stars with a single punch and swallow the moon whole. Yet Chen Fan remained completely devoid of sorrow or joy. An immortal ring emerged from behind him, setting him off as if he were a Saint.
Facing the attacks of so many Deity Transformation cultivators, which surged forward like tidal waves and crushed even space itself, these forces filled the void, heaven and earth, and even targeted his Nascent Spirit. Among them, a nine-headed Great Emperor Golden Crow transformed into a blazing sun and rushed forward.Wherever it passed, even the pitch-black universe was split apart, leaving a long trail of flames stretching for countless billions upon billions of miles, as if trying to beat Chen Fan down into hell to be burned by the fires of the Nine Nether.
Because the rules of this star field were incomplete, these forces surged in even more unbridledly, intent on destroying everything. This place did not have the immortal arrays laid down in the Middle Earth Star Field, so it could only be left to their devastation.
Chapter 113