Chapter 169

Ordinary people couldn't have beaten him into this shape—joking around.

But shouldn't the combat power of same-rank Godslayers be roughly equal? Could it be... he's actually a weakling among Godslayers? Lu Feiming was utterly bewildered.

Both are transmigrants, both are Godslayers among transmigrants.

Why are you so outstanding? But in the next instant, Lu Feiming remembered something.

He slightly furrowed his brows.

"That just now... was the power of the Dark-Dark Fruit... That doesn't make sense—this is supposed to be a Godslayer world."

Coming back to his senses, Lu Feiming was stunned.

He even began to doubt whether his ears had misheard.

Or had he simply hallucinated? Or was Su Han's shout of "Dark Dao" merely meant to deceive him?

"The power this guy just used must be some kind of special divine right."

Lu Feiming muttered to himself.

He forced himself to fabricate an explanation.

And at that very moment.

He saw, in the distance, beside Vellusarana, the figure of Aizen appeared.

And Aizen drew his Zanpakutō, Kyōka Suigetsu.

Lu Feiming: "..."

Wait... let me sort this out first.

First, he hadn't entered the wrong instance, had he? Could it be... the opponent in this instance wasn't another transmigrator at all?

But a Reincarnator from the Main God Space, or perhaps a Judicator from the Time-Space Administration? Lu Feiming began to doubt his entire existence.

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