Peerless God Emperor

With a single glance, he could clearly see that the number of people on the third floor was much fewer than the second floor. There were only fifty-four people.    

Not only that, the majority of martial cultivator in the third floor were in the Fourth Level of Origin King Stage realm, while only a small minority were in the Third Level of Origin King Stage realm.    

"The higher you go, the fewer people there are. However, their strength will increase exponentially." The sword spoke.    

Xuanyuan Potian's gaze congealed for a moment, and he could not help but glance at the sword. To be able to reach the sixth floor with just the strength of the Fourth Level of Origin King Stage, the sword was indeed very frightening.    

The moment Qin Xuan and the other two appeared on the third floor, several tens of gazes immediately shot over. They were incomparably sharp and carried a trace of ill intent.    

"Two Fourth Level of Origin King Stage s and one Third Level of Origin King Stage, the lineup is not bad." Someone laughed softly, a hint of amusement in his eyes.    

This person's strength was at the middle stage of the Fourth Level of Origin King Stage, and his face was slightly pale.    

"So what if you're at the fourth level? You still have to go down." The other person said in a light voice, and his tone was obviously very casual, as though he did not put the fourth floor of Origin King Stage in his eyes at all.    

The two did not deliberately lower their voices, and the words that they spoke were naturally heard by Qin Xuan and the other two. They were extremely clear, but somewhat ear-piercing.    

Qin Xuan's eyes flashed with astonishment. The martial cultivator on the third floor were evidently more arrogant than the first two floors; to be able to reach the Fourth Level of Origin King Stage by the age of thirty, he indeed had the ability to be proud.    

Xuanyuan Potian creased his eyebrows, coldly laughed, and said: "You yourself don't even have the strength of Fourth Level of Origin King Stage, where did you get the courage to say all these to me, don't you think it's funny?"    

"Is it funny?" The man chuckled once again, but he did not look at Xuanyuan Potian, and instead asked the person beside him: "Are my words funny?"    

"Since Young Master Luo has spoken, naturally, it is not wrong. These three people are most likely new to the Demonic Desolate Domain, and do not know Young Master Luo's position.    

The person said with a smile, as the corners of his mouth held a hint of a smile, and similarly, he did not place Qin Xuan and the other two in his eyes.    

Even if they were both from the Fourth Level of Origin King Stage, they would still have to depend on where they came from and how different their powers were.    

"Don't waste your words, just directly smash him down." An extremely cold voice sounded, immediately attracting everyone's attention.    

The one who spoke was a white-clothed man, with a jade-like face and handsome face, thick black eyebrows that were slanted across his forehead. Even with his eyes closed, it was still possible to imagine what kind of demeanor he would have when he opened his eyes, and his temperament must be extraordinary.    

The moment this voice was heard, the entire crowd immediately quietened down. Even the expression of the arrogant young man from before changed as he shut his mouth, as if he feared the person who spoke.    

"This person must be from the great power, if not he would not have caused so many people to fear him." Qin Xuan thought, he could clearly see the fear in everyone's expressions, and even the fear. It was obvious that the person who spoke had an extraordinary background.    

"Throw it down? I really want to see, who dares to attack me? " Not only did Xuanyuan Potian not get angry, he smiled. He wanted to see who would seek death first.    

"Is it hard to chase you down?"    

A teasing laugh came out, following that voice, a burst of fierce wind blew out in the air. It was extremely sharp, and when it hit Xuanyuan Potian's face, it hurt.    

"Rules of the Wind."    

Xuanyuan Potian's expression flashed with a sharp glint, he suddenly took a step forward, and with an ordinary punch, a powerful and ferocious force smashed into the gale. The gale deformed, and the trajectory twisted, as though it had been torn apart by the Fist Light.    

"Puchi …"    

The heavy fist smashed into the raging wind, causing the wind to howl. The countenances of the spectators all changed, this person's strength was too terrifying, he could actually use pure strength to break apart the laws.    

"So what if you have brute force? If I was a bit faster, you wouldn't even have the time to react and would have to endure. In front of absolute speed, everything is just a lie."    

That person spat out a disdainful voice and his body flickered again. Sure enough, he was even faster than before. His speed was as fast as a gale, and it was extremely shocking.    

Around his body, there seemed to be a tempest gathering. A silver-white light shone as the Rules of the Wind blossomed, sweeping through the void as if it could tear apart everything in its path.    

"Do you know the difference?"    

A mocking and mocking voice rang out, filled with a thick sense of disdain. In front of absolute speed, everything was an illusion.    

"Absolute speed?" Xuanyuan Potian laughed coldly in his heart. This fellow, did he really think that his speed was extremely fast?    

The gazes of the crowd all closely followed the steps of that person. That person stepped out with ease, carrying with him an incomparably terrifying tempest, akin to a god of war.    

Boom!    

The storm's speed was as fast as lightning and instantly appeared in front of Xuanyuan Potian, tightly wrapping him within. The person's face revealed a proud look, as if victory was within his grasp and Xuanyuan Potian was definitely going to die.    

Gradually, the aura of the storm subsided, and the scene of the storm appeared in front of everyone. Only one person stood there, and Xuanyuan Potian was nowhere to be seen.    

"How tragic, he died when he couldn't even take one blow. To think he's still at the Fourth Level of Origin King Stage." Someone shook his head, not feeling sympathy for Xuanyuan Potian's death, but disdain, as if he was looking at a clown.    

Since he was so weak, why did he come here for? He was simply courting death.    

"The Demonic Desolate Domain is too big, and there are too many heaven's pride experts. There are some that can't help but watch from the sidelines and think that they have great talent, hoping to challenge some people that they shouldn't provoke.    

Another person laughed. His eyes were brimming with vitality and a strong sense of pride, as if he was born to be superior to others.    

His cultivation and Fourth Level of Origin King Stage, at the same age, his talent was already considered not bad. Although the people in the upper levels of the Wind King Tower had powerful cultivations, they were still slightly older, and would soon leave the desolation tower. At that time, this desolation tower would be theirs.    

In a few years, he would also step into the top few levels of desolation tower, becoming an existence that would make people look up to him.    

"Who did you say hit a rock with an egg?"    

A voice filled with coldness abruptly drifted out from the void. The expressions of everyone froze as they stared at a certain spot in the air.    

The person who was fighting Xuanyuan Potian frowned, the voice was clearly coming from the man just now, was he still alive?    

When Qin Xuan and the sword heard the voice, their faces did not change at all. They were extremely confident in Xuanyuan Potian.    

He only saw a figure walking out of thin air with an expression on his face. However, his entire body was filled with a terrifying chill as it rolled about in the air.