Chapter 2623

The Demon Dragon Soul panicked and struggled. He wanted to escape from this cage, but the Golden Divine Prison was very domineering. As long as it was used successfully, they would have to compete with each other's mental power. Of course, Qinchuan had a great advantage, but it wasn't equal. After all, Qinchuan was the master of the Golden Divine Prison.

Only when the Demon Dragon Soul's mental power was so heaven-defying that it surpassed Qinchuan's by too much, would it have a chance to escape.

Yes, it was to escape, not to let the occupation turn over.

This was the domineering part of the Golden Divine Prison.

Everything was over!

The Demon Dragon King's demonic flames slowly disappeared. Then, the Dragon God's spirit started devouring again. This time, the Demon Dragon Soul couldn't stop it.

Boom!

After the Dragon God's spirit devoured the Demon Dragon King, it seemed to grow instantly. It wasn't that its body grew bigger, but it was like a teenager had become a robust young man.

It was a feeling. Its body didn't grow any bigger. At this level, it could be as big as it wanted. It was more of a state.

It had matured and grown!

The moment the Dragon God's spirit changed, Qinchuan's body also underwent a subtle change. Powerful aura and Yuan Qi fluctuated violently around his body.

Puff …

Many small secret realms seemed to have been opened in his body. At that moment, the profound meaning of his body seemed to have been unlocked.

The ninth level of the Wargod Realm!

Qinchuan was extremely surprised. He had reached the ninth level of the Wargod Realm directly.

The Wargod Realm was divided into ten stars and thirteen levels.

The star level was very important, and so was the realm. Qinchuan's ten stars was already a heaven-defying existence. It couldn't even be publicized. If people knew, perhaps many people would kill Qinchuan in the bud.

Yes, Qinchuan was now in the Wargod Realm. This realm could be said to be very powerful, but in the eyes of some people, it was still in the bud. However, it was an existence that couldn't be ignored. After all, no matter how powerful an existence was, it still started from the bud.

Qinchuan was really stunned. This progress was a bit too big. Although in history, there were people who ascended to become immortals in a day, that was a story after all, a legend.

However, breaking through a few small realms at once, even in the war-god realm, was extremely rare. It could even be said that it required a bit of luck and opportunity.

Under normal circumstances, it would be extremely difficult to break through each minor realm. Countless people would be blocked by a minor realm for their entire lives.

However, Qinchuan had reached the ninth level of the Combat God Realm in a short period of time.

Especially Qinchuan's Heart of the War God.

Back when he condensed the Divine Battle Heart and became a Ten Star Battle God, this Divine Battle Heart was an important asset for Qinchuan.

Previously, during the Demon Dragon's attack, someone had helped him at the last moment. If no one had helped him, Qinchuan's last hope would have been the Heart of the War God, not some treasure.

Even his Great Dao Mystique was useless at that moment, because Qinchuan's body and primordial spirit were no longer under his control.

At that time, only his body's instincts and his own existence had the hope of doing something.

For example, the Divine Battle Heart.

This was an existence that belonged to Qinchuan himself. He could instinctively do some things and resist, as well as awaken his body and resist the invasion of foreign objects.

Of course, it wasn't certain that it would succeed. Therefore, Qinchuan still felt very fortunate that he had met a benefactor this time.

Not only did he avert danger, but he also obtained an incomparably huge benefit that greatly increased his strength.

When he came back to his senses, the divine light on Qinchuan's body was restrained, but it was obvious that he was different from before. That man was still watching Qinchuan from afar and could also protect him.

At this moment, Qinchuan had already recovered. With a smile, he cupped his fists and said, "I can't thank you enough for your great kindness. How should I address you, old brother?"

"Sima Haotian!"

The man's smile was very infectious and amiable. It was like a spring breeze, invisible and formless.

The man wasn't old. He looked to be in his thirties and was slightly older than Qinchuan. From his appearance, his actual age was estimated to be more than a hundred or two hundred years old.

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