Just like the Blood Demon who fought with him at the top of Yanshan Mountain not long ago, the sea of blood he condensed also followed a trace, and there was a process after all.
But this darkness appeared extremely suddenly, with almost no warning, and it enveloped them in just the moment Ye Chen felt it.
"Ye Lingtian, you can't see me now, but I can see the surprised expression on your face!"
"It's no wonder that although you defeated the Blood Demon, you are still too young and your understanding of the king level is not deep enough!"
"Let me tell you today what is king level!"
The voice of the hermit came again: "The so-called king level means that you can use yourself as a container to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, turn it into your own use, communicate the power of heaven and earth, seal off a world in the palm of your hand, and form a 'domain' in a single thought!
"
"Compared to the extraordinary realm, the king's understanding and use of the power of heaven and earth are just like adults compared to immature babies. They are not on the same level at all!"
"As we all know, if you want to achieve the king level from the divine level, you need to go through the third transformation of the king to convert the true energy into the true essence. However, not all strong masters who have completed the third transformation can achieve the king level!"
"If you want to truly become a 'king', you must have spiritual sublimation and understand your own 'field'!"
"Each king level has its own exclusive 'domain', collectively called the 'king's domain'. Only with the 'domain' can the king level possess true magical powers. Within their own 'domain', they can do whatever they want."
, dominate everything!”
There was a bit of pride in the hermit's voice. This "dark realm" was the supreme martial art he had just learned after sitting quietly on the Arctic ice sheet for forty years.
In this "dark realm", he is the master!
With the realm completed and the third transformation completed, it can be said that he is 100% ready to step into the king level. What he lacks now is just an opportunity.
"field?"
Ye Chen's lips parted slightly, with a bit of curiosity: "In other words, in order to become a king, you must first create your own 'domain'?"
"Not bad!" The hermit's voice was solemn, "Now I am only half a step away from the king level. This 'Dark Realm' is the most imperfect of the two realms I have understood, but I want to trap you, but
easy!"
"Now you can't even sense where I am, how can you fight me?"
"Ye Lingtian, I won the bet between you and me!"
Tan Bingbing's heart was sinking.
The Blood Demon was once the most ferocious and cruel world-class powerhouse she had ever seen, but even the Blood Demon had never made her fear as much as she did now.
She finally understood what "king level" was. This mysterious and unpredictable "realm" alone was far beyond her ability to understand. How powerful it was to condense a world with just a few clicks and regard herself as the creator.
Swallow thousands of miles?
Unless they are both kings, how can they compete with such a being?
At this moment, Ye Chen suddenly let go of his hand and broke away from her.
"Owner?"
She couldn't see Ye Chen's face, which made her even more nervous, but Ye Chen's voice suddenly came.
"Churchill, do you really think that by putting me in your 'field', you will win?"
"In my opinion, the so-called King's Domain is just a little bit more sophisticated!"
As Ye Chen finished speaking, Tan Bingbing felt a strong wind explode in front of her, and a little blue light shone in the darkness. No matter how pure the surrounding darkness was, it could never be suppressed.
"rub!"
The sound of the atmosphere being torn apart was heard, and the blue light cut across, sweeping the darkness into two parts.
Ye Chen's figure became clear as well. He punched out towards the dark place ahead.
"boom!"
The force of the fist is like a wild dragon rolling around, taking off and exploding, disappearing into a dragon shape.
"Bang bang bang!"
There were three explosions in a row, and there was a violent trembling sound in the air. Wherever the punch passed, a cry of surprise from the hermit Churchill was heard.
"You could actually spot me?"
Tan Bingbing could only see a mass of darkness, and a mass of blue light striking head-on, while the mass of darkness quickly retreated during the exchange.
"Do you think that in the 'realm' of the common people, if I use the power of space to move myself, I won't be able to find any trace of you?"
"Can you imagine what I'm capable of, especially?"
Ye Chen spoke with contempt, and then punched him from the air.
In this endless darkness, every time he threw a punch, he seemed to be able to discern Churchill's movements. A black mist danced wildly in this "dark field" and kept retreating.
"What a Ye Lingtian!"
No matter where the black mist hides, Ye Chen can capture its position and hit it with one punch. Finally, when Ye Chen punches the tenth punch, the black mist completely dissipates and disappears into the endless darkness.
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"Ye Lingtian, you are indeed worthy of being the strongest man in the world who killed the Blood Demon. You are indeed worthy of your reputation as the first person in the history of the world's combat power list!"
Ye Chen didn't make any move, but the hermit's voice in the darkness became farther and farther away.
"That's it for today, the game between the two of us has just begun!"
At the end, the hermit's voice was far away in the sky, and the surrounding darkness was fading at a speed visible to the naked eye. Daylight returned, and Ye Chen and Tan Bingbing stood in front of the abandoned manor again.
"Master, is the hermit gone?"
Tan Bingbing woke up from a dream and said strangely to Ye Chen.
Logically speaking, the hermit's move this time was tantamount to a showdown with Ye Chen, but the hermit just activated his "domain" and then simply ran away, which she couldn't understand.
"He is indeed the king of killers, interesting!"
Ye Chen grinned and then replied: "For the hermit, killing was once his profession, but it can also be regarded as one of his entertainments!"
"What he enjoys is not the momentary pleasure of hunting down the target, but the process before that, like a cat playing with a mouse, making the opponent feel the huge pressure of death!"
By the end of his words, Ye Chen's eyes were already filled with murderous intent.
"The Hermit Churchill, I will kill him!"
"The next time he appears, it will be his death!"
On the tallest church in the Holy City of Yelen, a figure crossed from the sky and landed on the tall tower bell tower like a roc spreading its wings. It was the hermit.
His black trench coat danced wildly in the wind, his face was handsome, and he put his hands behind his back, looking down at the city that once trembled because of him.
In the Holy City of Yelen back then, many powerful families were competing with each other, but in the end, he became a true legend, leading the Churchill family all the way to the top.
After a moment, he raised his right arm. On the crook of his forearm, a fist mark was clearly visible, glowing with a little blue light, and the whole arm was trembling slightly.
"What a terrifying power. How did Ye Lingtian achieve such divine and demonic power?"
Just now, he had received a total of nine punches from Ye Chen. For the tenth punch, he no longer chose to punch hard, but used the strength of Ye Chen's punch to escape backwards. However, even so, at this moment, his body was also surging with energy and blood, extremely
Uncomfortable.
Especially the last punch, although he used the force to retreat, Ye Chen's punch was like a tarsal maggot, wrapping around his arm and directly making his entire right arm numb.
"Every punch he punches is as powerful as mountains and sea waves, vigorous and awe-inspiring. This kind of power can compete with those hidden old monsters. The arbitration office and the snare are all under his control.
It is indeed not unjust for me to fall on my hands!"
He sighed secretly, and for the first time, there was a hint of fear in his brows.
He is only half a step away from becoming a real king, which is equivalent to stepping into the threshold with one foot. He already has the qualifications to become a king and has created his own "field".
Logically speaking, in the field, unless it is a king who is stronger than him, there is no way anyone can match him.