God-level funeral: creating a mysterious past

Chapter 192

In the horrified eyes of those people, a young man with golden eyes exuding a golden light, like a god descending, slowly walked out of the ring.

It was Zhang Chuan. He raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar. The terrifying sound waves instantly formed a terrifying whirlwind and spread in all directions, stirring up the surrounding void.

"I finally made a breakthrough! Hahaha, from now on, I will be a cultivator in the realm of transforming gods!" Feeling the majestic and unparalleled spiritual power in his body, Zhang Chuan outlined an excited smile on the corner of his mouth, and then laughed loudly Looking at the people in front of him.

Seeing the other party's powerful and confident expression, everyone's faces became even uglier, and a strong worry emerged in their hearts.

Although they didn't know the extent of this young man's strength, it was definitely not an ordinary monk who could cause such a commotion.

In this case, it will be even more difficult to obtain the ring.

But at the same time, there was a hint of greed in their eyes. If they could get rid of each other and seize this ring, would they also be able to reach the realm of transforming gods?

Just as the thoughts in their hearts popped up, Zhang Chuan's aura surged again, and a terrifying coercion erupted from his body, covering the people in front of him, causing their hearts to jump suddenly.

"He's still making breakthroughs!" Feeling the incomparable coercion of the other party, everyone's faces became even uglier, and everyone's hearts were filled with shock.

Although they also knew that the other party was very powerful before, they didn't have too much fear, because they knew that there were hundreds of Nascent Souls on their side, and even if they were transformed into gods, they would have to give up three points.

But it's different now. Obviously, the other party has reached the peak of God Transformation, and even a cloud of dark clouds is gathering in the sky, and it seems that a thunder disaster will form at any time.

Although there were hundreds of them, they had no hope of winning against a strong man like Zhang Chuan.

"Apprentice, hand over the ring and join me in the sect." At this moment, the man looked at Zhang Chuan and said calmly.

"Oh? Isn't this my master? I don't seem to have even asked your name, but forget it, don't call me an apprentice, you'd better go, now you are no longer my opponent." Zhang Chuan Looking at the man in front of him, he said.

"Since I dare to call you disciple, of course I have enough confidence." The man looked at Zhang Chuan calmly and asked.

"I don't care how confident you are, get out of here right now, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude." Zhang Chuan looked at the other party and shouted in a cold voice.

"Really?" There was a smile on the face of the other party, which made Zhang Chuan's face change slightly, and he always felt that something was wrong.

"What do you want to do?"

At this moment, his ears twitched slightly, because a subtle sound of piercing through the air had sounded from behind, causing a creepy feeling to rise in his heart.

A fist quickly grew bigger in his eyes, and then hit his face heavily.

"boom!"

Accompanied by a muffled hum, Zhang Chuan's entire body flew upside down in an instant, fell to the ground, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

He widened his eyes and looked at the other party in disbelief, with a deep shock on his face. When did the other party come to his back? Why didn't he notice it?
"you"

"Why, is it strange?" The man calmly looked at Zhang Chuan who was lying on the ground, and walked slowly in front of him, "Why can I, a monk in the Nascent Soul Realm, easily beat you, a person in the Transformation God Realm? Where to fly?"

Hearing the other party's words, Zhang Chuan had a shocked and unbelievable expression on his face. Looking at him, he asked with difficulty, "Could it be that you are also a master of the realm of transforming gods!?"

Looking at Zhang Chuan lying on the ground, the man nodded slightly.

"Have you been lowering your cultivation and pretending to be a Nascent Soul?" Hearing this, Zhang Chuan's face darkened, and he looked at the man and asked, "Since you are a strong man in the realm of transforming gods, why don't you Won't tell me?"

Hearing Zhang Chuan's words, the smile on the man's face disappeared immediately, and he turned into a cold look, "Didn't you already deny that I am your master? Why tell me so much?"

Hearing this, Zhang Chuan had a struggling look on his face, as if he wanted to refute the other party, but he still didn't say anything in the end.

After all, he had indeed done something wrong, and he had no reason to justify himself.

"Hehehe, but do you think there is no distinction between strong and weak monks of the same realm?" Zhang Chuan suddenly laughed, with a mocking look on his face, and said while looking at the other party.

"Strength?" Hearing this, the man shook his head and said sarcastically, "The gap between us is really too big, and we can't be measured by strength."

"Then I'll let you see what strength is!" Zhang Chuan roared, and his aura surged crazily.

He frantically instilled the spirit stone obtained from the Sumeru ring into his dantian.

I saw the green bead spinning continuously, and in just a split second, he reached the peak of transforming gods, and thunder calamity was brewing in the sky.

Looking at Zhang Chuan in front of him who was frantically stimulating his aura, the man frowned tightly, and an extremely bad premonition arose in his heart.

He knew very well how dangerous the other party's current state was, and if he wanted to cross the catastrophe without preparation, he was looking for death.

He knew that Zhang Chuan had been dazzled by anger now, and he no longer knew what regret was.

"You and I go back and explain the matter to the suzerain clearly. For my sake, they won't hold you accountable too much." The man took a deep breath and said in a relaxed tone.

"Do you think I will agree to you?" Zhang Chuan looked at the man and said.

Hearing this, the man's face changed slightly, "You and I are master and apprentice, why bother to face each other, if we really fall out, we will both lose and lose more than we gain!"

"Then you go." Zhang Chuan stared at the other party and said.

"Well, if that's the case, then I have no choice but to offend!" Seeing this, the man sighed lightly, and then stretched out his right hand. Although it was just an ordinary punch, the power of this punch was already Beyond the realm of transforming gods.

This punch of his seemed to contain the power of the entire sky, and with an indomitable aura, he bombarded towards Zhang Chuan.

What's more, just seeing a roaring prehistoric monster appearing in front of everyone's eyes, charging towards them, this powerful force made their hearts tremble.

In the face of this terrifying blow, Zhang Chuan showed an indifferent smile on his face. The corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, revealing a mocking smile. With the opponent's terrifying blow, he slammed into it.

(End of this chapter)