Huge blood vessels bulged under the skin, where flames and blood flowed together within them.

Boom!

In an instant, Zhou Leng dashed forward, lightning and fire swirling at his feet, generating immense power that propelled his body.

Though the two were clearly far apart, Zhou Leng had already thrown a punch.

Crackle...

Ten massive ethereal giant fists, with lightning and fire intertwined on their surface, detached from Zhou Leng’s fist, flying toward the Shadow Dragon from different directions.

One of the strongest killing moves of the East Wind Fist, straddling the worlds and crushing ten nations.

Behind Zhou Leng, the thunderfire erupted, and in an instant, his speed doubled.

His fist reached the target simultaneously with the launching Thunderfire Fist Shadow.

The ten Thunderfire Fist Shadows formed a large ring, alongside his fist, striking the shadow dragon on the left.

The radiant light burst forth.

A pillar of light nearly a hundred meters in diameter expanded, its blinding red glow reaching the skies tens of thousands of meters high, with electricity coursing along the edges of the pillar.

At the center of the light pillar, a huge golden star in the shape of a cross shined brightly.

The pillar continued to swell and then exploded, the impact waves bursting out near the ground forming gigantic ripples.

The shockwave swept across the arena, sending the attacking shadow dragon flying back.

The overwhelming force upheaved the earth, forcing the true body of the Shadow Dragon to cast protective spells and squint toward the front.

As the light and smoke gradually dimmed, a silhouette stood within.

The shadow dragon had been beaten into invisible particles, and Zhou Leng stood in mid-air, breathing rapidly.

His right hand, the wound opened and closed, opened again, and closed once more...

His realm wasn’t sufficient, forcibly utilizing the world-crushing move caused bodily harm.

After ten times of healing, the wound no longer cracked open.

The true body of the Shadow Dragon frowned and said, "Are the middle-ranked gods outside this strong now?"

In the nearby battlefield, countless trial takers and giant dragons looked to the high sky where the dimming light pillar was.

In the starry sky, numerous gazes shifted direction, falling upon Zhou Leng’s battlefield.

"Is that the smuggled kid?"

"What luck, to encounter a top ten battlefield so quickly."

"That punch... a genius who created it, he’s equally genius in using it during the middle-ranked divine phase."

"The Ancient Desolate Road has surely found a good seedling, if he can reach the top, then... give him a chance, to bear the sun and spread the star universe."

In the battlefield.

The Shadow Dragon glanced at its own shadow dragon.

As long as the true body remained unharmed, the two shadow dragons were immortal.

Normal shadow dragons, even when smashed to powder, could reform a dragon body in a short time.

But this shadow dragon, being blasted into particles invisible to the naked eye, was struggling to recover.

It would take no less than half a year to restore.

Zhou Leng charged towards the remaining shadow dragon, punching out with his fist enveloped in electric fire.

The Shadow Dragon dared not take it head-on, hastily making the shadow dragon evade.

Swish...

The shadow dragon vanished.

Zhou Leng suddenly turned.

"You..."

The Shadow Dragon instantly realized Zhou Leng had anticipated this move.

Opening its mouth, countless Dragon Language spells flew out, weaving into a dense mass of light in the front, finally condensing into a divine gate.

At the center of the divine gate stood a dragon tooth.

On the dragon tooth, mountain and river patterns, insect beasts lay low.

The second punch, directed at the Divine Gate, exploded on it.

The immense shockwave flung Zhou Leng away, and the Shadow Dragon staggered backward for more than ten steps.

It shook its buzzing head while looking at Zhou Leng standing back up.

Zhou Leng’s right hand kept opening cracks, healing, and opening again.

A Star Phoenix Feather floated out, landing on his fist.

The wound healed instantly and no longer cracked.

The Shadow Dragon immediately understood his opponent’s tactics.

First, forcefully break its shadow dragon, then fight normally.

This was the dumbest but also the most effective tactic against fighting a Shadow Dragon, which a Starry Giant had once summarized.

Kill them one by one.

The Shadow Dragon sighed softly, this time, it encountered a true master.

The light of the fists illuminated the battlefield for the third time.

The Shadow Dragon, with no other choice, could only continue maneuvering, using every means to prevent Zhou Leng from killing its shadow dragon.

One punch, two punches, three punches... a hundred... a hundred and one...

The battlefield was enveloped by divine power and initially motionless.

But as punch after punch landed, a fine crack appeared on the outer wall of this arena that had existed for countless years.

Pillars of light ten thousand meters high flashed occasionally like searchlights in the night, with a massive golden cross star flashing at intervals as if it were free of charge.

Soon, many trial takers in various arenas started to crack under the pressure.

Who is this god-child from the top ten of the Hundred Races trying to show off?!

Do you know how much pressure you’re causing us?

In one of the arenas, an Insect Giant controlling insects to fight with a giant dragon looked up at the continuous emergence of pillars of light in the sky.

His face was exceptionally dark.

He didn’t lose his composure when defeated by the Witch Giant as it was just a small loss, in a real life-and-death battle, he was sure he could drag the other down with him.

Seeing Zhou Leng obliterate the Witch Giant in an instant made him a bit shaky, but he could understand, since that move was a charged strike, usable only at specific moments.

But now, looking at the sky’s flickering light pillars, he couldn’t hold it anymore.

This power is typical of the top ten of the Hundred Races, and even the Celestial Light Giant, going all out for a hundred punches, should be satisfied.

"There are always stronger ones..."

The Insect Giant sighed and continued to fight silently.

At the edge of Dragon Slaying Mountain, numerous battered trial takers crawled up the mountain like zombies.

After completing the Ancient Bridge Trial, they were thrown into a dark abyss.

Then, a chaotic blood battle ensued.

Only the top-tier trial takers in the universe and those with the firmest will could carve a bloody path and ascend here.

"Heh heh... heh heh..."

A figure known as Layered Meat Mountain, whose body was half-skinless, exposed bones and internal organs.

His eyes were extraordinarily complex.

With his ability, there was no chance of competing with the universe’s geniuses, no chance of surviving.

Thus, under the guise of self-preservation, he allied with many Demon Giants.

But there were too many trial takers in that crowd, from above, it looked like a war of ants.

For self-preservation, he was forced to betray others, ultimately leading to his sole survival.

He lay like mud on the ground, staring at Dragon Slaying Mountain, unmoving.

In his eyes, the light pillars and golden cross stars on Dragon Slaying Mountain occasionally flashed one by one.

Layered Meat Mountain sighed deeply, calming all his resentment and unwillingness.

While in the great trench, he was filled with resentment towards those who reached Dragon Slaying Mountain earlier, believing they had strength but were also just lucky.

Now, seeing those continuous combat skill light pillars, he was convinced.

If such ruthless people appeared in the trench, they could have wiped out all trial takers.

The Starry Giants were not biased but protecting them.

He sighed deeply once more.

"Forget it, no need to compete on this Ancient Desolate Road anymore, I can’t win. But if Zhou Leng is still alive, I must find a way to kill him, as a tribute to those comrades..."

Not far from Layered Meat Mountain, the Chain of Rolling Bones also lay like mud on the ground, watching the continuously emerging light pillars from the battlefield with a smile.

"I really have good judgment..."

He sensed the Ringbone Necklace beneath those light pillars.

Another light pillar flashed, followed by a long absence of new ones.

On the collapsed battlefield ground.

The body of the Shadow Dragon lay scattered, its dragon head connected to half a chest, looking at Zhou Leng, slowly closing its eyes.

"You really had to beat me like an enemy, huh..."

The battle concluded.