Chapter 2768: Death of Zhulong

Zhulong's golden blood was very, very conspicuous on the staircase.

One must know that between heaven and earth, the power represented by Zhulong was simply close to the Saint level; it could even be said that Zhulong was a Saint who had not obtained the Dao fruit.

However, such a Saint-level existence had also died on this staircase.

Wu Feng saw that after Zhulong stepped onto this staircase, he suddenly seemed to perceive danger and quickly revealed his vast form from his human form.

However, the staircase also suddenly became boundless and vast, and waves of intense spatial power permeated from around the staircase, wrapping Zhulong.

Zhulong struggled hard, and had even exited the staircase.

However, following Zhulong's painful roar, those spatial powers that wrapped around him cut Zhulong into countless pieces.

Zhulong's Primordial Spirit was restrained, and a pitch-black giant hand stretched out from the mist, taking away Zhulong's Primordial Spirit.

Wu Feng withdrew his mind and looked up at the staircase that seemed calm.

Taking a deep breath, Wu Feng took the first step.

There was no movement.

Wu Feng continued upward.

After walking about a hundred steps, Wu Feng saw a man; this man was scorched black all over, and waves of intense death aura were rising from his body.

The man lowered his head, and his face was completely unrecognizable.

Wu Feng slowly approached the man.

The man was tall, fully over three meters, occupying half of the staircase.

Wu Feng reached out his hand and covered it toward the man's crown.

The man looked up suddenly, his pitch-black eyes staring fixedly at Wu Feng, and at the same time, waves rose without wind, and a death aura spread rapidly from the man's body, wrapping toward Wu Feng.

Wu Feng's protective shield was rapidly eroded, and before he could even generate more protective shields, it was completely pierced through.

Immediately, Wu Feng's physical body and soul body were captured by that death aura and turned into nothingness.

After the man easily killed Wu Feng, he continued to lower his head and stood still, and the scene returned to silence.

And less than half a cup of tea later, Wu Feng appeared again on the staircase in front of the man.

Before Wu Feng's eyes were waves of power reflected from the River of Time; these powers were erupting and dancing crazily.

Wu Feng's body was rapidly evolving all things, and individual forms were reflected from Wu Feng's eyes.

Previously, Wu Feng used one of his clones, and this clone possessed one-tenth of Wu Feng's power.

One-tenth of Wu Feng's power was actually enough to walk sideways in the Primordial World, but it was still killed instantly by this man.

This indicated that Wu Feng's power seemed to be restrained by this man.

Through the clone's probing, Wu Feng perceived that the death power on this man could turn all living existences approaching him into nothingness.

In other words, if one wanted to cross this man, one needed to keep oneself in a state of immortality forever.

Wu Feng could do it; his power of time could evolve all things.

And every living body evolved was actually Wu Feng.

The man began to look up again, revealing his death power completely.

The things Wu Feng evolved died rapidly in Wu Feng's eyes, turning into nothingness, as if they had never existed.