Despite facing such pressure from the strong for the second time, Xiao Chen still felt the grandeur of a legendary strong one. This was an aura of complete harmony with heaven and earth, unrelated to which race one belonged to or which techniques were cultivated, whether sacred or evil, this was the taste of bringing one's own cultivation to perfection.
It seemed merely two ranks apart, but it was as vast as the ocean itself, and even Xiao Chen now felt an incomparable oppression.
If it weren't for his war body being as solid as divine iron, he might have been overwhelming on the ground. Despite that, Xiao Chen's mind still conjured towering waves. This was the suppression of a creature's rank.
In an instant, within the golden rosy clouds of Xiao Chen's war body, a pristine brilliance blossomed, an immortal brilliance cascaded like a waterfall, enveloping Xiao Chen, negating the pressure from the legendary strong one.