I Attained Invincibility In The Real World

“Sigh——”

He took a deep breath.

Feeling the blood-stained aroma permeating the air, Chen Sheng revealed an expression of joy and contentment.

He was on this Broken Planet.

The Power of Law was stimulating his body at every moment, causing the circulation of his in-body energy to accelerate continuously.

He felt that the efficiency of his attribute enhancement was nearly twice as fast here as in other places.

Spending just one day here

would increase his strength by one-fifth.

Staying for an extended period would be even more substantial.

Therefore,

Chen Sheng was now contemplating

how to take possession of this planet to boost the speed of his strength upgrade.

Unfortunately,

after pondering for a while,

Chen Sheng couldn’t come up with any good plan.

The many ideas he had all stumbled at one critical point—

The Resistance Army.

This was the territory of the Resistance Army.

The rules were also set by the powerful of the Resistance Army.

No matter if Chen Sheng stayed by force or asked the Spiritual Martial King to create a Pocket Universe here,

it might result in potential dangers.

It might be better… to figure out a way to create a similar place by himself.

A new idea emerged in Chen Sheng’s mind.

He decided that once he returned to the Spiritual Martial World, he would inquire about how to create such a type of world.

Given the Spiritual Martial King’s knowledge and means, perhaps he could help him.

As for the price he would need to pay?

That could be considered when the time came.

Thinking this,

Chen Sheng temporarily set aside his thoughts.

He looked down at the remains of Huan Ling.

It must be said, the soul of a Galaxy Level Powerhouse is indeed strong.

Its intensity and volume

made Xiao Hei’s devouring progress incredibly slow.

Not until Lie Yan and the others returned.

Based on Chen Sheng’s perception,

less than one percent of Huan Ling’s soul had been devoured.

Left with no choice,

Chen Sheng could only temporarily carry it on his shoulder.

He was preparing to devour it slowly once he returned to the Spiritual Martial World.

“They’re here.”

Chen Sheng looked up towards Lie Yan and the others.

Among them,

suddenly appeared a young man with handsome features.

Having read the memory of the Illusionary Master previously, Chen Sheng recognized him at a glance as Long Aotian.

His face was fair, wearing a training uniform.

He looked just like the other geniuses housed by the Resistance Army in the City Center, not at all like someone who had been abducted by force.

“Who are you?”

“Why didn’t Qing He come with you?”

“What’s the situation now?”

“Where are Huan Ling and the others?”

Upon arriving, Long Aotian first furrowed his brows when he saw Chen Sheng, whom he had never met.

Then,

seeing Chen Sheng holding the corpse of a Hellhound (Huan Ling), he showed a look of confusion,

and his mouth bombarded with questions like a machine gun.

But faced with his questions,

not only did Chen Sheng have no intention of answering,

the three Martial Gods also looked aggravated and helpless,

as if they didn’t want to bother with Long Aotian at all.

Regarding their reaction,

Chen Sheng had anticipated it when he read the memory of the Illusionary Master, hence no surprise there.

Long Aotian,

was not actually abducted at all.

On the contrary,

he left the Spiritual Martial World voluntarily, lured by the benefits offered by the Resistance Army.

“My grandfather always thinks my training is not enough.”

“Then I will prove that I, Long Aotian, can also become stronger step by step through my own efforts, just like the Spiritual Martial King.”

“I want the Universe to speak of me, to speak of the Spiritual Martial World, not as the grandson of the Spiritual Martial King, Long Aotian, but as the grandfather of Long Aotian, the Spiritual Martial King!!”

When reading the memory of the Illusionary Master,

Chen Sheng heard this speech, which he considered utterly foolish, from Long Aotian’s perspective.

Therefore,

he had little to say to the grandson of the Spiritual Martial King.

After all, his task was just to safely bring him back to the Spiritual Martial World, nothing more.

He turned around and prepared to leave through the portal.

Seeing this,

Long Aotian’s frown deepened.

Previously, he had been secluded in the deep end of the City Center Training Ground, intensely training.

To prevent him from learning things he shouldn’t know, the Resistance Army set up a barrier around his training ground.

Had it not been for Lie Yan and the others finding their way to him, the devoted Long Aotian might still be oblivious to the events outside.

From his point of view,

he was merely seeking a place to practice in peace.

And yet people from his home had come all the way here, making a mess of his trial field.

It was enough that Lie Yan and the others weren’t answering questions.

After all, they were seniors who had followed the Spiritual Martial King into many battles and deserved basic respect.

As for this man carrying the Hellhound… he must be some hireling or external aid that his grandfather had dragged in to make up the numbers.

Judging from his Qi, he was merely at Starburst Level.

How dare he ignore him.

Thus,

as soon as Chen Sheng turned around, Long Aotian grabbed his shoulder.

“I’m talking to you——”

Without moving his head, Chen Sheng threw a punch directly.

His arm cut through the air.

Before Long Aotian could react, it had already landed on his cheek.

Bang!

His head turned into a shadow, spinning like a top.

In the end,

his spine turned to powder inside his body, leaving his head drooping powerlessly.

“Let’s go.”

He’d had enough of these idiots jumping around in front of him.

Without sparing another word,

Chen Sheng knocked out Long Aotian with a single punch and stepped out of the portal.

Behind him,

the three Martial Gods didn’t dare make a peep.

Especially Shi Jian, who was particularly fearful of death, kept his head low after witnessing Chen Sheng’s strength, not daring to let his gaze touch Chen Sheng’s figure.

He only looked at Lie Yan with a sense of gratitude.

If it hadn’t been for him,

he might have ended up just like Qing He, dissolving into nothingness.

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