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“Truly an Emperor’s bearing!”

“This Primordial Holy Son really shows no flaws. Even a ninth-level quasi-Saint couldn’t stop him, slain with a single punch!”

“It seems ordinary quasi-Saints are mostly no match for him!”

“Perhaps only beings at the Saint realm might have a chance to defeat him!” Even the powerhouses of the Supreme Dao Sect couldn’t help but speak up.

The strength Jiang Chen displayed truly astonished them. They had thought the sixtieth layer would stop Jiang Chen. Who knew he would shatter their expectations with one punch.

“Is this Primordial Holy Son really only twenty years old? It took me a lifetime to reach the quasi-Saint realm, yet in others’ eyes, I’m just an ant?”

“When I was twenty, I was still contending with the Divine Palace realm, while this guy at twenty is slaying quasi-Saints with a single punch!”

“Truly, no one should compare themselves to monsters!”

“Is there anyone among his peers who can block the Primordial Holy Son? Most likely not, we might need to find some old monsters!”

“No, even old monsters at the quasi-Saint level are useless against him, it needs to be at least the Saint realm!”

“Why do I feel even those at the Saint realm might not be his match?”

“That’s not necessarily true. The Saint realm is, after all, the realm of Saints, with means reaching the heavens, not necessarily within the Primordial Holy Son’s ability to cope with!”

Everyone was stunned, they understood that a quasi-Saint couldn’t stop Jiang Chen, but they didn’t expect that quasi-Saint to be like paper before him. Easily slain by Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen, moving swiftly, stepped into the eightieth layer. Just like at the sixtieth layer, there was no obstruction, slain with one punch. Every being in his path was no more than a one-punch affair.

Meanwhile, other geniuses also stepped onto the sixtieth layer. However, they didn’t have it as easy, needing to expend some effort to defeat the beings before them. Even with these efforts, the gap with those ahead widened further.

“Almost entering the ninetieth layer now! How did Jiang Chen do it!”

Jin Changhe, the Golden Crow God Son, and Pure Yang Holy Son were still contending with the beings of the sixtieth layer.

They had spent a lot of time to resolve these beings. Seeing Jiang Chen about to reach the ninetieth layer, their minds were completely changed. They couldn’t understand how Jiang Chen passed this layer so effortlessly.

“You compare yourself to him? Isn’t that just humiliating yourself? Do you even know what a Young Emperor is!” Pure Yang Holy Son’s voice came from beside.

Jin Changhe couldn’t be bothered with him! Focused on facing the being before him. Just as he was about to defeat it, a bang sounded not far away. Pure Yang Holy Son resolved his opponent, aiming for higher layers.

“Jin Changhe, oh Jin Changhe, such an easy trial and you still haven’t resolved it? Seems like you really can’t make it!” Pure Yang Holy Son mocked sarcastically, enjoying one of his rare pleasures.

Mainly because mocking the other party left them powerless to retort. After all, Jin Changhe had lost the last time.

Ninetieth Layer.

The reward for the ninetieth layer was a saint weapon. Jiang Chen collected the saint weapon without changing his expression.

Boom.

A light column fell, and a young man with a handsome face emerged. The young man carried an extraordinary demeanor, vibrant and spirited, enveloped in a vast aura, with a powerful oppressive force coming forth. Like the sun in the sky, splendid for an era, looking down upon the world.

“Young Emperor!” Jiang Chen’s expression turned solemn, silently remarking. After reaching the ninetieth layer, they would face a being one level higher, the Young Emperor. These were fragments of Emperors, reflected from the long river of time.

However, they weren’t Emperors of the Nine Heavens Realm but from other places. Originating from where the Supreme Palace was initially located which was the Immortal Realm.

Hum.

A vast aura erupted completely, the Young Emperor’s expression indifferent, without a sound, he suddenly made his move. His immense divine power, like the Milky Way, exploded tumultuously.

A gigantic hand moved towards Jiang Chen, its incredibly explosive fluctuations tore through the void, ripping apart space, unleashing boundless might in a total burst.

Although it was just a forcibly extracted phantom, the strength of the Young Emperor was unimaginable, far surpassing any beings encountered in other layers. This was also what made the trial space so challenging.

Each level was a different heaven, becoming more difficult as one progressed. Subsequent layers each had a Young Emperor, and each Young Emperor grew stronger.

Particularly, the creature of the hundredth layer would be the phantom of a true Immortal. Over the long years, countless geniuses were halted by the last layer. Unable to advance further, only a very few individuals could barely cross the hundredth layer.

“Futile effort!” Jiang Chen swung his fist, his silver fist streaking across the sky. With a bang, the two collided, Jiang Chen’s silver fist shattered the Young Emperor’s arm, breaking through with an irresistible force, heading straight for the head.

Whoosh.

The Young Emperor dodged in time, instantly vanishing from the spot, avoiding Jiang Chen’s attack.

“You can’t escape!” The next moment, as soon as the Young Emperor’s phantom reappeared, Jiang Chen was already behind him. His silver fist struck the head. The terrifying force exploded completely. With a bang, the Young Emperor’s eyes showed a trace of astonishment, as if he had never anticipated losing so miserably.

Subsequently, the entire phantom completely exploded. Of course, this was just a phantom, not the true strength of the Young Emperor. If the true Young Emperor were here, his strength would undoubtedly be much greater.

However, the outcome would ultimately be the same. Jiang Chen had too many cards up his sleeve. Even if the real Young Emperor came, he would still not be a match for Jiang Chen, though it would take some time.

The subsequent layers were like before. Jiang Chen, with a few moves, resolved the Young Emperor’s phantom, like a grand sun dominating the sky, silencing the powerful beings watching from the outside.

They hadn’t anticipated Jiang Chen could be so fierce, sweeping through the Young Emperor directly. The many geniuses in the trial space were even more silent, including Huang Qingtian.

While Jiang Chen was rampaging through the ninetieth layer, he was still struggling in the eightieth-plus layers, consuming a lot of time.

With a bang, Huang Qingtian finally defeated the creature of his layer, looked up, and saw Jiang Chen at the ninety-fifth layer, destroying the Young Emperor’s phantom with two punches.

This immediately silenced Huang Qingtian.

“Is this what they felt back then?” Huang Qingtian revealed a bitter smile. What seemed insignificant before now felt incredibly bitter.

Although they appeared to be on similar levels, the difference was like heaven and earth, making Huang Qingtian feel somewhat powerless, as if he could never surpass it. No matter how capable he was, the gap was always evident.