Chapter 421: Shocked Hemmers, a strong man above the great perfection?
Zhang Tian knew very well what the Lord of Death was talking about. After all, for these powerful people in the Panlong Universe, they were at the top of the divine clone cultivation system.

To be honest, compared to those higher gods, they only have more authority and more willpower. If the main godhead is removed, they are not even a match for the Great Perfection.

Such are the limits of the universe.

When they gain endless life, they lose the opportunity to move forward one step further and can go no further.

Zhang Tian couldn't help but think of Ye Fan, who had entered the Red Dust Fairyland ahead of time because of him. That place was a place where one could live forever as an immortal at the second level, but it was also extremely cruel. The rules of the Dao there were too perfect. For ordinary people to break through and become an emperor or a Red Dust Fairy, the difficulty would increase by n dimensions.

"Thank you!"

"I will come when the time comes."

Zhang Tian continued to pretend to be ignorant, but he had already begun to think about how to win over the Lord of Death. Even if he couldn't get him to fight for him, at least he had to make him stand on his side secretly and not do anything behind his back.

After all, he is the Lord of Light.

And destiny dominates.

They are all extremely difficult to deal with!
Having a teammate is always better than having an enemy.

"A secret that can increase combat power 10 times at any time..."

"It can already be considered as a power of will!"

"After all, except for the Great Perfection, the first willpower can increase the strength by a hundred times, and each subsequent one is only ten times."

Zhang Tian believed that he still had a lot of chips in his hand that could attract people, but he did not say this in advance, only because he knew it very well in his heart.

The Lord of Death in front of him would look up to him only because he knew Beirut, guessed what Beirut was going to do, and regarded him as the future Lord God, so he gave him a few words of advice.

otherwise.

Great perfection is also for ants!
After all, the opponent's Lord of Death is actually in this Netherworld Mountain. No matter how capable Zhang Tian is or how powerful he is, he will be killed easily when facing the Lord who is so close to him.

Zhang Tian was shameless. He ate the Netherworld Fruit from the Lord of Death and stayed at his Netherworld Restaurant. He then practiced in seclusion there and comprehended the mysteries of the law.

His soul is extremely powerful.

In the previous life, I had a deep understanding of the laws of water.

With the help of the Netherworld Fruit.

Zhang Tian’s strength improved very quickly, almost every moment. In less than three years, he had completely integrated the two mysteries of the water system.

Strength increased tenfold!
In less than ten years, the third mystery was perfectly integrated.

Strength increased a hundredfold!
Another twenty years passed, and with the integration of the fourth mystery, the speed of cultivation began to slow down.

But the strength has increased thousands of times!
Zhang Tian did not go on, because he had already felt the difficulty of blending the mysteries. Each fusion would consume a lot of time. He felt that it would take at least a hundred years to integrate the fifth mystery.

And the sixth one.

too difficult!
He felt that after achieving the status of a higher god, the repulsion between the mysteries had reached its peak.

"It only takes one hundred and fifty years to integrate the five mysteries and become a true commander-level powerhouse. For other god-level powerhouses, this is simply something that can make people laugh!"

“After all, even if they get the Netherworld Fruit, it will take at least a thousand years to fuse the fourth and fifth mysteries.”

"But for me..."

"not worth it!"

With the help of the Netherworld Fruit, Zhang Tian, ​​who has already integrated the four mysteries, has a look of confidence in his eyes. His strength has increased by thousands of times. Even the Great Perfection is like a child in front of him. "No need to waste time anymore."

"Return to Yulan Continent as soon as possible and obtain the main godhood. With the blessing of endless power of faith, you will be able to become invincible faster!"

So he chose to end his retreat, but found that the entire Netherworld Hotel was already crowded with people. Not only was the hotel full of people, but even the open space at the door was filled with people sitting cross-legged.

All those god-level powerful men were looking at him in unison, their eyes full of respect and admiration.

"Great Perfection, Great Perfection Master!"

"It's from the Great Perfection Master!"

The eyes of many god-level strong men flashed with excitement. After all, in the hearts of the god-level strong men, a great perfection strong man was even more scarce than a main god-level strong man.

He can be said to be a man who truly stands above the god level.

However, every trace of great perfection is elusive and cannot be seen just because you want to. It is extremely mysterious.

So when the video of the battle between Zhang Tian and the Lord of Death was spread, it instantly caused a sensation among everyone. Two powerful masters of great perfection, who had not appeared for billions of years, actually appeared at once.

No one doubted their strength.

The kind of raising of hands and feet.

Isn’t it the special sign of great perfection that the space is broken into pieces and even the turbulence of space cannot suck them in?
They all rushed over.

There was a warm look in his eyes, hoping to follow the Great Perfection and receive guidance from the powerful Great Perfection masters.

Zhang Tian was not interested, because he was no different from those powerful main gods at this time. There were very few people in the world who could move him, and they all came to ask something of him. This was the charm of strength.

But when his spiritual sense swept across the crowd, he still saw someone who interested him slightly. The man was not good-looking, but was extremely tall, about three or four meters tall, which was actually not unusual in the underworld.

But the opponent's hair was golden, his eyes shone with golden light, and coupled with that strong body, based on Zhang Tian's many years of experience in refining weapons, the opponent was definitely like a spiritual stone spirit.

And there really is such a person in the divine plane.

"Hemmers?"

This is the famous sandbag.

A legend comparable to the protagonist.

Born with a strong body, he could easily blast out space cracks. Later, he integrated the four mysteries and obtained the main artifact of soul defense. Both his attack and defense were comparable to perfection.

He can be said to be a weakened version of Zhang Tian without any magical powers or secret skills.

He hooked his finger at the other party.

Hemmers chuckled, and immediately understood what he meant. Amid the astonished gazes of many god-level masters, he punched towards Zhang Tian.

The two sides exchanged fists in mid-air.

The powerful and terrifying body caused endless brittle cracks to appear in the space. After three or five punches, Hemmers, who had an extremely strong body, was already covered in flesh. His defense was very strong, but after all, it was not at the level of a main artifact, and was not even as good as the God-Eating Rat, not to mention Zhang Tian who was already more terrifying.

Hemmers' eyes were filled with disbelief, and he said excitedly, "Impossible, even the Great Perfection is not that strong. How did you do it? You clearly didn't use the power of your will..."

Zhang Tian smiled.

“There is still a way beyond Great Perfection!”

(End of this chapter)