Zhang Yuejun, who is ranked eighth on the list of demi-gods.

Zhang Yuejun is not of the younger generation, but belongs to the older generation. Among his contemporaries, a few have become powerhouses in the realm of gods, some are still lingering at the sub-god level, and most of them have long since turned into a pile of withered bones.

It is undeniable that as a veteran demi-god, Zhang Yuejun is still very powerful.

The status of the top ten in the sub-god level is difficult to shake. It has not changed for many years, but now, it has been broken by Bai Yanluo.

"Bai Yanluo." Chen Zong whispered, this is really a terrible guy. Maybe he has had a huge adventure, but it's nothing. There are many cultivators who have had adventures, and he is one of them.

What really interests Chen Zong is the speed at which the opponent's strength increases.

There is obvious improvement almost every year, which is amazing.

"Second God List." Chen Zong smiled slightly and put the list aside. Everyone recorded on it had tyrannical strength. The higher the ranking, the more amazing the strength, which made his blood boil.

But, when it comes down to it, strength comes first.

The current self is still not strong enough and needs to continue to improve.

Immediately, Chen Zong took out a void coin, clasped it tightly in his hand, and used all his strength to activate the eighth level of Taichu Sword Yuan Gong, continuously pouring into the void coin.

The Void Coin is about the size of an egg in cross section, round in shape, and one-third as thick as a finger. It is engraved with a nebula relief. If you look closely, the nebula seems to be rotating and lifelike.

Inside the Void Coin, there is a trace of power, and that power is also a sign of the authenticity of the Void Coin.
Chapter completed!