1235: Chapter 1235 Sixth-Order Immortal, Seven Major Races

"Tier 6?"

The seven people were slightly stunned, and then the corners of their mouths curled into smiles.

"This is interesting. Otherwise, it would be too boring."

The person who arrived was none other than Li Wuji.

He had just sensed that the surrounding Void Realm had been completely locked down, and even the space he was in could not be escaped—only a Tier 6 powerhouse could set up such a restriction.

His gaze swept across the seven people, his pupils slightly constricted, but he immediately regained his composure.

"Heavenly God Race, Beast Race, Titan Race, Elemental Race, Demon Race, Dragon Clan... and the Asura Race."

Li Wuji's voice was not loud, but every word was measured and steady. "Seven Tier 6 powerhouses; you really think highly of me."

Having absorbed part of the Lord of Chaos's memories, the moment he saw these seven people, he understood their origins.

Standing behind these seven people were the seven strongest Masters of the Editor.

"Lord of Chaos, you really made us search hard for you." The person in the golden light spoke leisurely. "Will you surrender obediently, or... shall we fight first?"

"Why waste words on him? Daring to deceive my master, let's capture him and slice him into pieces first!"

The Beast Race powerhouse let out a low shout and struck first. In an instant, a tiger's roar shook the heavens and the earth. The next moment, he appeared in front of Li Wuji and clawed at his throat.

Huzang's sharp claws tore through the Void Realm, five cold gleams aimed straight at his throat.

Li Wuji tilted his body slightly, dodging the sharp edge by a hair's breadth. His right hand shot out like lightning, his five fingers locking onto Huzang's wrist bone, and he exerted force—however, beneath that seemingly rough beast skin, there were tendons and bones like steel and iron, and it did not budge.

"Competing with me in Physical Body?"

Huzang sneered, turned his hand and gripped, his tiger paw suddenly expanding several times over, carrying the force of ten thousand jun as it slapped toward his chest.

Li Wuji did not dodge or evade, meeting it head-on with his left fist.

Boom—!

Where the fist and palm collided, space shattered inch by inch like a spiderweb.

The two pure forces of Physical Body collided, and the resulting shockwave caused fragments of the Void Realm to scatter and splash everywhere.

The Void Realm beneath Li Wuji's feet sank, and he retreated three steps before dispersing the remaining force; Huzang's body swayed slightly, and a trace of surprise flashed in his red agate-like tiger eyes.

"A bit interesting."

He shook his numb tiger paw, his Battle Intent growing stronger. "You can actually withstand seventy percent of my strength?"

The other six people stood in the Void Realm, their expressions varied.

The six wings behind the white-haired angel gently flapped, white feathers casting a faint halo in the void, watching the clash with calm eyes, seemingly in no rush to intervene.

The burly man with dragon horns crossed his arms over his chest, his golden vertical pupils slightly narrowed, scrutinizing every move Li Wuji made.

The Asura with gray-white skin remained silent throughout, his blood-red eyes without a ripple, as if watching a play unrelated to him.

Only the demon, whose body was flowing with runes, snorted coldly: "Huzang, that guy, is still so impatient."

The figure in the golden light chuckled: "What's the rush? It's good to let him test the depths of this Lord of Chaos."

Before the words faded, Huzang let out a long roar toward the sky—it was not an ordinary roar, but a tiger's roar that truly shook the heavens and earth, vibrating through the ages.

Wherever the sound waves passed, the Void Realm shattered like a mirror, countless space fragments swept up by the sound waves, turning into blades that shot out in all directions.

Li Wuji's ears buzzed, his Qi and blood surged, and his footsteps were unsteady for a split second.

Huzang's body expanded rapidly in this long roar, variegated fur crazily surging out from every inch of skin, muscles bulging like mountain ranges and tearing his clothes, a tiger tail like a steel whip breaking out from his coccyx, sweeping across the Void Realm and bringing with it a sharp sonic boom.

In the blink of an eye, the ten-foot-tall tiger-headed man disappeared, replaced by a majestic, variegated giant tiger over ten zhang long.

The giant tiger's four paws stepped on the void, its tiger eyes like blood-colored lanterns, every hair exuding a suffocating fierce Aura.

That pressure poured down like a mountain-calling tsunami, as if the entire world were being trampled under the feet of an ancient Vicious Beast, and even the Void Realm trembled slightly under this Aura.

"To be able to force me to reveal my true form, you have enough reason to be proud."

Huzang's voice came from the giant tiger's mouth, low like muffled thunder. "However, that is all."

As the words fell, the giant tiger's body turned into a stream of light, its speed unimaginably fast, and that massive body did not appear clumsy in the slightest.

The tiger paw slapped down, carrying the power to tear apart the heavens and earth, five claw gleams cutting through the Void Realm, each one enough to tear a mountain peak in two.

A flash of light shone in Li Wuji's eyes, and he advanced instead of retreating.

He took a deep breath, his Qi and blood surging like an angry river, his bones crackling and popping, his muscles bulging inch by inch, and his figure actually grew taller by a head at this moment.

He raised his arms to block.

Boom—!

The instant the tiger paw collided with his arms, a visible shockwave spread in all directions, and the Void Realm restriction set up by the Tier 6 powerhouses actually showed a hint of loosening.

The Void Realm beneath Li Wuji's feet collapsed into a huge pit, but his back was straight as a spear, and he did not retreat half a step.

A look of disbelief flashed in Huzang's eyes.

"This is impossible!"

He roared, his second claw and third claw following in quick succession, each strike pouring in ten percent of his full strength.

Li Wuji's fists were like Dragons, striking flesh with every blow, clashing head-on with the mountain-like giant tiger claws.

Muffled sounds of impact exploded in the Void Realm, each collision causing the Seal that restricted the void to tremble incessantly.

Their battle had no flashy techniques; it was purely a collision of strength against strength, a contest of Physical Body against Physical Body.

The mountain-like figure of the Titan Race finally moved, his low voice echoing in the Void Realm: "This Lord of Chaos... is not right."

The burly man with dragon horns frowned tightly: "Huzang's Physical Body strength is enough to rank in the top three among the seven races. To be able to clash with him head-on without falling behind... this person's Physical Body attainment has already surpassed the scope of ordinary Tier 6."

The white-haired angel tilted his head slightly, looking at the silent Asura: "What do you think?"

The Asura's gray lips opened slightly, spitting out two words: "Interesting."

This was the first time he had spoken since he appeared, his voice raspy like sandpaper rubbing, yet it made the others simultaneously put away some of their contempt.

On the battlefield, the fight had entered a white-hot stage.

Huzang roared repeatedly, his huge tiger body leaping and moving in the Void Realm, his tiger tail sweeping like a steel whip, his tiger claws falling like heavenly blades, every strike exhausting all his ability.

And Li Wuji was like a stubborn rock, letting the storm-like attacks rain down, remaining standing, and even able to seize gaps to launch sharp counterattacks.

One fist smashed into the giant tiger's lower jaw, forcing the tiger's head to tilt high; one elbow smashed onto the tiger's waist, making the massive body shift sideways by several zhang; one knee strike rammed into the tiger's abdomen, shaking the giant tiger into letting out a painful muffled grunt.

Huzang was provoked into real anger.

"L—o—r—d— o—f— C—h—a—o—s—!"

He roared wildly toward the sky, a blood-colored halo erupting around his body; that was the power of the Beast Race's royal Bloodline.

The giant tiger's body expanded again, surging from ten zhang to twenty zhang, every hair exuding a blood-colored light, the tiger's might pressing toward all directions like a landslide and earth-splitting event.

Li Wuji's pupils constricted slightly, feeling the baleful Qi contained in this pressure—that was the killing karma accumulated from slaughtering hundreds of millions of living beings; ordinary Tier 6 powerhouses would probably find it difficult even to stand under this fierce Aura.

However, he only narrowed his eyes slightly, his internal Qi and blood circulating even faster.

"Kill—!"

Huzang roared and pounced down, his open blood-red maw large enough to swallow a small mountain, his four fangs like four heavenly swords, wanting to swallow Li Wuji in one gulp.