Reborn 80,000 Years

The Shura world is a very magical place.

Similar to the higher planes above Canglan Continent, there are countless ethnic groups living here, and they are different in appearance and various aspects.

There are powerful races and there are weak races. The law of the jungle is still the unchanging law here.

But the most special thing about the Shura world is that they have the most special ethnic group in the Shura world, the Asuras.

The four great Shura kings are Pochi, Rahu, Kaila Qituo, and Bhimozhitara.

The four Asura Kings respectively command hundreds of millions of Asuras. No matter at any time, they are the most powerful fighting force in the entire Asura world, and they are also the most important ethnic group in the entire Asura world.

It can be said that Asura is the main body of the Shura world, while other ethnic groups are mostly tribes that have gradually developed from various creatures and reincarnated beings over the endless years.

Asuras are warlike. In fact, all ethnic groups in the entire Asura world are warlike, but the most peculiar thing is that they are all kind-hearted in nature.

They were once heavenly beings, but because they disdained the company of heavenly beings, they eventually turned into Shura. They fought bloody battles for hundreds of millions of years just to resist the so-called rule of heavenly beings.

The giants were the first group of warriors who followed Asura in all directions.

They can be used as mounts during war, and even if they are separated from Asura, they can still wield giant axes and point directly at the sky.

However, all of this is an extremely distant past.

The entire Shura world has lost its former glory, and what exactly happened can only be waited for by those who are willing to search for the fragments bit by bit and restore the history of that year.

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There are many giants like Shaoli.

They were born to fight, but in the many years since Garo appeared, they had never fought to their fullest.

If one's nature has been suppressed for a long time, resentment will inevitably arise.

However, Asura, who was the closest to the Giants back then, has now become their enemy. The Giants, surrounded by powerful people, are now in a precarious situation. No wonder some people want to break the rules.

This is what is called breaking the jar and breaking it.

But it's a pity that Shaoli first misunderstood Yang Chen's identity, and secondly, he also chose the wrong opponent.

"A doll from the Shura tribe, with your little energy and blood, can you compete with me, Shaoli, a warrior who has never been born in the giant tribe for thousands of years?"

Shaoli had a ferocious look on his face, his fangs turned outwards, and he leaned forward and sprinted forward. At an extremely fast speed, the hot breath sprayed from his mouth obviously meant that he had pushed his body's ability to the limit at this moment.

Shaoli's every step erupted with a strong sense of power, and each foot could even make a pit on the ground. He and the petite figure were about to collide.

"Die, regret the decision you made today!"

He roared angrily and twisted his body into an illogical angle, as if his entire body was charging for this punch.

Like a fully opened strong bow, the giants behind Shaoli even heard the sound of muscles and bones exploding in Shaoli's body due to excessive exertion.

boom!

Shaoli's giant fist, as hard as a piece of rock iron, split into the air. Due to its extremely strong force, the space was gradually distorted at this moment. If it was hit by this punch, even if there were ten lives on the opposite side, it would not be able to withstand it.

However……

In front of Yang Chen, the power of space and time is as docile as a kitten.

Yang Chen, who was still moving forward quickly, stopped strangely in mid-air through some unknown means.

Shaoli's eyes were filled with shock, but the punch had already been sent out and there was no possibility of taking it back.

But when this punch was delivered, the expected scene of bloody flesh and blood did not appear.

"How is this possible! I have clearly shattered the space. There is no way you can catch this punch!"

Shaoli yelled, and the scene in front of him made his eyes split open.

In his eyes, the seemingly weak Shura man actually used one hand, no, I should say, with just one finger to resist his full-strength punch.

At the point where the fist and finger collided, the space collapsed inch by inch, and a sense of chaos filled the entire place, giving everyone a strange feeling of dizziness.

"Blast the space to pieces?"

Yang Chen smiled.

"You may not be very clear about your own strength. Your punch is indeed very strong, but it is still a thousand miles away from shattering the space."

Yang Chen gently retracted his fingers, turned them into palms, suddenly squatted down, and his whole body was like a loach, completely pressed against Shaoli's chest.

A palm imprinted on Shaoli's chest. For the first time in his life, Shaoli felt what fear was.

"This is called the power of space."

There was a fierce flash in his eyes, and Shaoli felt a strong wind whistling past his ears. The surrounding scene changed rapidly, and he felt nothing. Not to mention the pain in his body, even the touch had disappeared.

When he opened his eyes again, he only saw a bunch of figures rushing toward him in a hurry. The whole world seemed to have lost its sound, and everything slowed down in his eyes.

Later, he finally closed his eyes and fell unconscious.

Of course, this was Shaoli's own perspective. Only the subordinates behind him could really see how powerful Yang Chen's palm was.

In their eyes, every movement of Yang Chen was like a flash. A moment ago, he was facing Shaoli's palm. In the blink of an eye, literally in the blink of an eye, Yang Chen had already appeared on Shaoli's chest.

That seemingly soft palm gently touched Shaoli at the moment.

Countless starlights condensed, and the next moment, Shaoli carried an unstoppable momentum, like a meteor flying fire, instantly flew upside down and shot into the rock wall at the end of the tribe.

Finally, the sound of the earth shaking caused all the giants to come out to watch.

But at a glance, they saw the dying Shaoli embedded firmly in the rock wall. They never imagined that such a scene was actually caused by the little guy at the entrance to the clan.

"Tsk...it seems like the attack was a bit harsh."

Yang Chen curled his lips. He mainly saw that the opponent was thick-skinned and felt that even if the opponent was inferior in strength, he would not be able to kill him instantly. It was a bit difficult to deal with him now.

"You...who are you!"

Ling Yuyao sighed and returned to Yang Chen. They originally wanted to have a good exchange with the giant clan, but now this scene——

Countless members of the giant clan, even if they hate this cheap clan leader, they will not add insult to injury when their own family members are beaten. This is the so-called common hatred and hatred. This is a very good quality of the Shura world clan.

"First of all, let me state that we are not Asuras. Secondly, we don't mean any harm. The big guy hit me without any explanation. I can't stand and get beaten, can I?"

Yang Chen smiled slightly, but his smile clearly made the giants misunderstand his meaning. Even if someone became angry, his skin was as red as Shaoli's before.

"This matter is making a fuss..."

Yang Chen only felt a headache.