Chapter 1 Jin Di Sheng's Words

Jin Di Sheng's words attracted the attention of Di Yunxiao, Ying, and Lei Zun, who were all quite interested.

They all saw that Lu Changsheng and his companions were extraordinary. To be able to arrive here first was proof enough.

As the Ancient God Mountains revived, the restrictions shattered, but new dangers also emerged.

Such as the revived fierce beasts.

These fierce beasts were all in the Great Luo realm, not to be trifled with, equivalent to an invisible threshold.

Because the Ancient God Palace was about to appear, it was not appropriate to attack now.

Therefore, before, a few people only took a few glances and did not act rashly or test anything.

The group that arrived around the same time as Jin Di Sheng also quietly watched this scene, without saying anything, waiting for the show.

"If you want to fight, then fight. State your name!"

Zhan Shen (War God) was slightly stunned, looking at Jin Di Sheng, somewhat baffled.

"Did I provoke you?

There are so many people here, and you're yelling at me? Do you think I'm easy to bully?"

Zhan Shen was somewhat displeased. He was, after all, a person of some standing.

Whether in the Ancient God Clan or when he went out to train, he was incredibly impressive.

During his training, he experienced countless battles.

Each battle was crushed with absolute strength, like sweeping away dead leaves.

He wanted to retort immediately.

But looking at Jin Di Sheng's appearance, Zhan Shen couldn't help but feel a little intimidated.

Jin Di Sheng was clearly a Great Luo realm cultivator. To be able to break through so quickly meant he wasn't an ordinary Great Luo, and the Golden-Winged Roc under him was also extraordinary, also a Great Luo divine beast.

If he now had the strength of Creation, he might have directly attacked.

But he was just a newbie Great Luo.

How could he fight?

What could he use to fight?

But facing this situation, how could he admit defeat?

Zhan Shen's mood was exceptionally heavy.

Instantly, Zhan Shen made a decision. He definitely couldn't fight, he could only shout the other party down.

He at least had his elder brother here, who wouldn't watch him get beaten up.

He recalled the past, when he was two realms higher than his opponent, looking down on everything.

"My name? You're not worthy to know!"

Zhan Shen took a step forward and said this.

His voice was low and powerful, his tone cold and stern, like heavenly might, unparalleled, dominating everything.

As soon as he spoke, everyone's eyes in the arena focused on Zhan Shen, somewhat grave.

This person was indeed extremely extraordinary.

Even Lu Changsheng couldn't help but take another look at Zhan Shen.

He couldn't help but nod, worthy of being the reincarnation of the War God.

Wang Xiu also looked at Zhan Shen, secretly thinking that he had guessed wrong before.

At this moment, he heard a subtle sound, "bang, bang, bang," constantly ringing, getting louder and louder. He followed the sound and saw that it was coming from Zhan Shen's body.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The muffled and powerful sound was like a god or demon drumming, constantly ringing.

Jin Di Sheng wanted to say something, but looking at Zhan Shen's eyes, he couldn't help but feel a shock, not knowing what to say.

Zhan Shen's pupils were like a star field, unfathomable, constantly changing and being reborn, exceptionally intimidating, as if he wanted to completely see through him.

At the same time, Zhan Shen's gaze towards Jin Di Sheng made the "bang, bang, bang" sound in his body even more intense, echoing in the air.

Jin Di Sheng's eyes were very sharp, like blades, like the scorching sun, making Zhan Shen want to look away and not meet his gaze.

"No, I can't shift my gaze!"

Zhan Shen roared in his heart, putting his trembling hands behind his back.

And as the "bang, bang, bang" sound became louder and louder.

This scene landed in the eyes of others, completely different.

Zhan Shen's figure seemed to be infinitely elevated, like an unparalleled War God who wanted to fight against the heavens, dominating the world.

"What kind of phenomenon is this? So terrifying."

Someone spoke, saying this.

This constant "bang, bang, bang" sound was like a pressure, shrouding them, making the air almost solidify.

There were also several figures who had just arrived, seeing this scene, subconsciously looking like they were facing a formidable enemy.

"Damn it, why did I pick such a tough nut to crack?"

Jin Di Sheng began to regret, feeling infinite remorse in his heart.

In his eyes, Zhan Shen had transformed into a ten-thousand-foot giant, like an immortal War God, overlooking him.

His aura was like an ancient divine mountain, pressing down on his back.

As the saying goes, a moment of patience brings calm, and a step back brings a broad sky. Why did he have to argue with someone?

How could someone who arrived here so much earlier than him be an ordinary person?

Moreover, the other party had three people together, and his elder brother wasn't here, he was just alone.

But the words had already been spoken, and it would be embarrassing for him to directly admit defeat.

Jin Di Sheng was desperately holding on.

"What's going on? Why hasn't this person attacked yet? Does he want to directly overwhelm me with his aura? Is he looking down on me too much!"

"Elder brother, save me!"

Zhan Shen was so angry, he couldn't help but shout in his heart.

But at this moment, abruptly.

Jin Di Sheng seemed to deflate, unable to withstand Zhan Shen's pressure, his body uncontrollably staggering backward.

"Jin Di Sheng has been defeated!"

"Who exactly is this person? He hasn't really attacked yet, but he can defeat Jin Di Sheng with just his aura. How strong is he?"

"Although Jin Di Sheng is far inferior to his elder brother, he is also qualified to compete for the Creation List."

The onlookers couldn't help but speak one after another.

Some sighed, some lamented, and some were stunned.

There were also some who were very calm, such as Di Yunxiao, Ying, and Lei Zun, whose expressions were extremely calm.

"Zhan Shen is so strong! His strength is clearly so powerful, but he hasn't attacked all the way here. What does this mean?"

Wang Xiu saw this scene, feeling emotional and puzzled at the same time.

And Lu Changsheng looked at this scene, feeling a little strange.

But he couldn't put his finger on it, and it gave him a sense of déjà vu.

Zhan Shen was dumbfounded.

What was going on?

He really didn't expect that he would win.

Zhan Shen always knew about his own aura and appearance.

Especially this aura, which seemed to be innate.

He had once asked the Great Elder, wanting to know what was going on.

"When I found you, you were born in a fairy pool, with the word 'War' written on your palm. And at that time, you had a soaring fighting spirit, so I named you 'War God'."

At that time, the Great Elder said this, only telling him that it might be related to his background.

Zhan Shen didn't get an explanation, and had also asked the person in his dream.

But the other party didn't answer his questions.

Afterward, Zhan Shen didn't pay much attention to it, because it was a good thing, and it always allowed him to overwhelm the other party in terms of aura.

But he didn't expect that when he was nervous, this aura would continue to increase.

Just now, he relied on this aura to directly win.

Really, Zhan Shen felt a sense of unreality.

But then, a surge of joy welled up in his heart.

Although his strength was very poor, his aura was powerful. As long as he didn't attack, he would basically not lose in a contest of aura.

Even if the other party wanted to attack, he could still use his aura to suppress people, which was still a good deal.

"Could it be that in the future, I can only rely on my aura to act cool?"

Zhan Shen felt a little sad, feeling that this was not a solution in the long run, after all, strength was king.

What if he encountered a reckless person?

He had to hold on tight to Lu Changsheng's golden thigh.

Zhan Shen thought in his heart, determined.

He admired his elder brother's strength from the bottom of his heart.

"You are not worthy."

Zhan Shen stood with his hands behind his back, his robes fluttering, his hair dancing wildly, and said indifferently to Jin Di Sheng.

As his mood gradually calmed down, the "bang, bang, bang" sound gradually weakened, becoming almost inaudible.

"You are Zhan Shen (War God) of the Ancient God lineage!"

At this moment, a voice rang out.