Chapter 512: Hall Master of Water Spirit Hall: Come Drink the Wine I've Drunk

At this moment, the various powerhouses between heaven and earth.

Upon hearing Mo Xinyan's words, were dumbfounded on the spot.

Holy shit, Martial Emperor Second Heaven?

In other words, doesn't Xu Chen now have the qualification to fuse two Daos?

Although it's normal for a Martial Emperor to comprehend one Dao.

Then by comprehending more on that one Dao, one can step directly onto Second Heaven, Third Heaven.

For example, Sword Dao—if comprehended deeply, one can ascend straight to Ninth Heaven.

But if one can directly comprehend two or more Daos, then one still has to comprehend them.

They felt that Xu Chen could not be viewed with ordinary eyes.

This thief Xu has very likely already comprehended two or more Daos.

Although they aren't any terrifying Laws, Daos aren't simple either.

After all, Dao stands above Holy Domain and Emperor Domain.

For a moment, those absolute geniuses who had just been chatting cheerfully with Xu Chen.

Now had twitching mouths and incomparably ugly expressions.

Their smiles had long since gone utterly stiff, even frozen. For instance, Yang Han felt at this moment as if his face had been slapped hard.

His face darkened—thief Xu is at Martial Emperor Second Heaven?

Damn! Three years to advance two levels in a row?

You have to know this isn't some Martial Saint, but the Martial Emperor realm!

The difficulty of advancement is a hundred times harder than Martial Saint, right?

This is just too absurd!

Zhao Wuji was also numb, his face instantly darkening.

He felt he was just like a clown right now.

He had been calm and composed just moments ago, but how could he possibly remain calm now?

His fists clenched slightly, and the look in his eyes as he gazed at Xu Chen once again held displeasure.

Damn that thief Xu, he's actually at Martial Emperor Second Heaven.

Luo Qianshang on the other side was about the same.

He had been graceful and elegant just moments ago, but now he was already a mess in the wind.

The exquisite, beautiful folding fan in his hand nearly dropped to the ground.

Even the pressure of Martial Emperor First Heaven he had been emanating was hastily retracted.

His face was full of anguish.

Damn, how many pills has thief Xu popped.

This bastard's advancement speed is really too terrifying.

Three years from Martial Saint to Martial Emperor Second Heaven.

This is just not ordinary absurdness.

The last was Ye Xuan, his face incomparably ugly.

His fingernails dug into his palms, his teeth clenched tight.

Damn it, I thought this time I'd crushed Xu Chen.

But I didn't expect that in the end, I was still the one crushed by Xu Chen.

But fortunately, Xu Chen should, in such a short time.

Be unable to comprehend any Dao that's too strong.

Undying Dao is surely Xu Chen's main Dao.

But beyond Undying Dao, Xu Chen probably has nothing else.

He believed his Sword Dao could surpass Xu Chen's Undying Dao.

With that thought, Ye Xuan felt reassured once more.

A hint of confidence appeared on his face.

Having received the inheritances of both Sword Emperor and Tyrant Emperor, and now thoroughly digesting them.

In the aspect of Sword Dao, he was not joking. "Hmph!"

With that thought, Ye Xuan gave a cold snort.

It seemed he was confident that his Martial Emperor First Heaven Peak realm could defeat Martial Emperor Second Heaven.

Xu Chen, hearing this sound, couldn't be bothered to pay it any attention.

He cast a casual glance at Ye Xuan, then still wore an expression of utter calm and ease.

After all, at this point, he no longer really regarded Ye Xuan.

Only the weak would frantically care about the existence of the strong.

Instead, Xu Chen looked at Luo Qianshang and the other two with amusement: "What happened to the smiles, you three?" These three had been carefree and unrestrained just moments ago, coming over to provoke him.