"Zhang... Zhang nglong?"
All the level nine Life Forms halted.
"Level Seven Life Form?" They clearly sensed that Zhang nglong's life level had now reached the elentary Level Seven Life Form.
According to the information provided by Universe 17 and Universe 18 last ti, it should have only been a little over a year since Zhang nglong broke through from a Level Six Life Form, right?
To advance from Level Six Life Form to Level Seven Life within a year's ti, such news would be earth-shattering in any universe.
Even in these universes' strongest, the First Universe, their most astonishing genius beca a Level Six Life Form at over 2000 years old but only broke through to Level Seven Life Form close to ten thousand years old.
And now, Zhang nglong, according to the age calculation thod in the universe, is just barely over 20 years old!
It's really hard for them to imagine how he managed to accomplish in one year what it takes ordinary people tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions of years to achieve.
Of course, if we consider his ancestor Zhang Kai, who accomplished in a few hundred years what so ancient relics couldn't achieve in a billion years, it seems sowhat understandable.
Then, their attention fell on the 32 level nine Life Forms behind Zhang nglong; though these individuals had just broken through to level nine, their aura was incredibly deep.
"Red... Black... Black..." a level nine Life Form from the temporary judicial committee muttered to himself, his face turning extrely grim. He looked very strange, with a third eye on his forehead, akin to the mythical Er Lang Shen.
"What's he saying?" Another Life Form of salvation was puzzled.
"It's a special ability of a civilization in their universe," explained another level nine Life Form from a different universe. "Their third eye can perceive future events; in their view, everyone has a color. Green ans safe, blue ans caution, yellow ans potential danger."
"And red and black?"
"As far as I know, red signifies extre danger, while black implies certain death!"
Everyone's face changed drastically. That three-eyed level nine Life Form was an ancient being, the strongest warrior in that universe, known as a Prophet, his life level having reached level nine peak.
And yet, in his eyes, either those people were extrely dangerous or dood... this...
"Wait!" The gaze of the three-eyed warrior fell on the group behind the level nine Life Forms.
Though their aura belonged to level eight Life Forms, their colors were at least yellow!
More than two-thirds were red, and a deep, dark red at that!
It's known that even in the First Universe, Mossad in his eyes was rely red, and only a pale red!
In other words, those level eight Life Forms could potentially possess the combat strength of level nine Life Forms!
Over twenty thousand warriors with level nine Life Form combat strength...
In contrast, they only had over two thousand people, who were gradually losing their fighting spirit and morale, a tenfold difference; how could this be fought?
Finally, his attention returned to Zhang nglong, whose outco was beyond shocking; a color he had never seen before, colorful like aurora, with a touch of ethereal.
His intuition told him this color was a thousand tis more dangerous than black!
"Royce, Gunath! Are you about to betray?" a General from Universe 65 shouted several nas.
Because among those people were several faces he was familiar with; they were previously Legion Commanders and so squad leaders from Universe 65, but now, they had all beco Zhang nglong's henchn!
The people called out didn't react at all, as if they had forgotten their original nas.
"Your General is calling you." Zhang nglong chuckled, "Co out and say a few words!"
A group stepped out from behind Zhang nglong, all now controlled by Zhang nglong's Soul Seal. Forget their General, they wouldn't recognize their own mother.
"Royce was my forr na, now I'm Zhang Ergou, a mber of the master's guards!"
"The old Gunath is dead; I have beco the most loyal warrior of the master; please call
Zhang Ritian."
"Now I am Zhang Batian!"
"Zhang Ziyi!"
"Zhang Yimou!"
"Zhang Yining!"
"Zhang Jie!"
"Zhang Han!"
Honestly, to co up with so many nas, Zhang nglong almost broke through the entire "Xinhua Dictionary."
"You... you all..." he understood that these people had been controlled by Zhang nglong and that sohow their life levels had increased substantially within a few days, becoming even stronger than him!
"Do you recognize him?" Zhang nglong gestured towards Universe 65 General Council.
"Don't know!" All answered without hesitation.
"See, they don't know you, so don't force familiarity, it's pointless." Zhang nglong shrugged.
At this ti, the United Army's warships were almost utterly defeated, even large numbers of people abandoning their ships to escape.
But the warriors from the IPX-001 Legion rushed out with bizarre weapons; whether a Level Six Life Form or Level Seven Life Form, they beca cannon fodder under their might.
Only now did they notice that Zhang nglong's entire legion numbered hundreds of billions people, yet half of those supposedly cannon fodder Level Five Life Forms had beco Level Six Life Forms, even capable of pursuing the United Army's Level Six Life Forms.
How could this be fought? It's equivalent to Zhang nglong's legion combat power multiplied ten thousand tis!
"We shouldn't have co!" Those generals watched their army's collapse, the most regretful decision they ever made.
"Hahaha, aren't you all mighty? Weren't you going to rush our Universe Seven? Co on!"
"Not one capable opponent, just this?"
The warriors of Universe Seven finally unleashed their inner anger built up for days; did they finally have their mont?
"If you want to escape, go ahead and see if you can make it!"
"I don't believe it; rely relying on a so-called color can determine one's strength?" A reckless and violent looking level nine Life Form seed defiant, "Even if we can't win, nobody can stop us from leaving, right?"
Purple flas erupted from his body as he charged toward the weakest part of the battlefield.
"Hm!" Zhang nglong casually gave a guard a glance.
Instantly, a force known as divine speed surged within him, capable of exceeding or even reversing ti, its most direct manifestation—speed.
No one even saw what happened.
In an instant, the level nine Life Form beside Zhang nglong had already returned to his side, holding a beaten figure like a dead dog—the very defiant level nine Life Form who had tried to escape.
"Trying to sneak away right under my nose?" Zhang nglong laughed, "Is he always this brave?"
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