Above the Eastern Sea, brilliant sunshine poured down, casting a solitary shadow of Jiang Chen.
"Impressive, truly impressive. I have seen the power of the Primordial Heavenly Demon's Dao of Formlessness today, it's truly commendable." Standing in the void, Jiang Chen's face did not look good.
Everything he had just experienced was merely an illusion. Unaware, he had fallen into the trap of the Primordial Heavenly Demon, descending into the dreamland that he had meticulously woven.
Hadar not Jiang Chen summoned all his strength to break free from the mirage, he might have already been devoured by the Primordial Heavenly Demon.
"Great Divine Transcendents are indeed formidable, none of them are simple."
The swell of confidence that momentarily arose from Jiang Chen's transformation into an Innate Divine Saint was shattered by the blow from the Primordial Heavenly Demon. The gap between him and the Great Divine Transcendents was still too large.
