The Supreme Realm of Fighting Break

Chapter 4575 Not the limit
There were exclamations coming from all around. They did not recognize Tianlin, and they did not know that Tianlin was the son of the thirteenth generation original king.

They also transformed into bodies of ten thousand feet in length. The two fought fiercely, and soon Tianlin fell into a disadvantage again. For the past thousand years, he had been practicing alone, and everything he had was the result of his own hard work and practice.

But Feng Zheng is different. He grew up among the Original God clan and obtained the best resources among the entire Original God clan.

Therefore, when the strength is equal, what matters is one's own foundation. There is no doubt that Feng Zheng is much stronger than Tian Lin.

"It's really surprising. You are so talented... yet you can make it this far."

Feng Zheng crushed Yu Tianlin again. Although a body of ten thousand feet long was rare, he was not the only one. After the ancestral realm of the original god, it was the ancient realm.

Those who break through to the ancient realm are called ancient gods.

All the ancient gods have bodies of ten thousand feet, so ten thousand feet is not the limit of the original gods.

The original gods are able to stand above many worlds, and they are even able to forcibly elevate an entire world to a higher level. Their power cannot be so simple.

Bang bang bang! !

Feng Zheng's crazy attacks did not stop after he turned into a thousand-foot-tall body. He possessed too many powerful methods, so many that they were outrageous.

Tianlin was no match for him at all and was soon defeated again.

"Why do you look so familiar to me? So... infuriating!"

Although Tianlin was defeated, the anger in his eyes never subsided. Even though his body was seriously injured, he still did not fall down and continued to question Feng Zheng.

"You are not qualified to know these, but I can tell you that your father died because of a waste like you."

Feng Zheng answered in a cold voice. Tian Lin was slightly shocked when he heard it. What on earth had happened? He was the son of the thirteenth original king, so how could his father, the original king, die?

Tianlin couldn't guess it, so he was unwilling to die here.

At this moment, Feng Zheng's fist was shining with golden light. The bright golden light on the entire fist created a whirlwind, and he swung it with terrifying power and smashed it towards Tianlin.

This was not the first punch Tianlin had endured. Feng Zheng’s fists kept falling on Tianlin’s body. It could be clearly felt that Tianlin’s blood was constantly weakening.

"The Thirteenth King is my father, so who are you?"

"I am the future king of the Original God clan. If I die at the hands of the king, I will live up to the reputation of your father, the Original King." Feng Zheng answered proudly.

"If that's the case, if I kill you... can I take your place and become the new crown prince of the original god clan?"

Tianlin's body was covered in bruises and blood, but even so, his eyes were still firm. It seemed that he was at the end of his rope.

"A dying man is still dreaming this big dream here!"

Another punch hit Tianlin's face, and the latter fell backwards. At the same time, golden light suddenly appeared!
Tianlin’s body exploded once again, and then in the void filled with golden light, a larger figure... slowly emerged!
Once again, Feng Zheng, who was sure of victory, was completely dumbfounded. He originally thought that ten thousand feet was Tianlin's limit, and the most he could accept in his heart was only ten thousand feet. However, the giant before him exceeded Feng Zheng's bottom line of what he had imagined for Tianlin.

"One hundred thousand feet... this is the size that only an ancient god can reach. He is obviously only a nine-star..."

Feng Zheng stepped back, looking at the ten thousand feet tall Tian Lin and the overwhelming power of qi and blood, which had proved everything.

A palm that covered the sky and the sun whizzed down towards Feng Zheng. He was determined to find out why his father died.

Just as the giant palm was about to fall, several cold lights whizzed out from one of the stars, and then a giant palm that was as powerful as Tianlin's also condensed in an instant!
Even Tianlin's vast body of ten thousand feet was suddenly shaken!
"We can leave this matter alone. I never thought that the son of Prince Zhuo would grow to this level."

"I thought you had fallen a long time ago, but today you have returned to the family. Your aptitude is so high. Is it okay if you return to the family and can be crowned as the crown prince?"

There were not just one but nine figures that flashed out.

"Nine damned old bastards, if they hadn't betrayed me, how could they have died... How could I have died!!"

Xiao Yan looked at the scenes in front of him that seemed real, and a low voice came to his ears. It seemed to be from the huge voice that Xiao Yan had seen before. From what it said, it can be guessed that the one Xiao Yan saw should be the thirteenth generation original king!

"Haha...returning to the family, I am just an abandoned child who happens to have the blood of the original god. I am not here to care about this broken family, I just want to find out why my father abandoned me and why my father died."

Tianlin laughed wildly, his laughter was unruly but with a hint of madness. This answer also caused the nine figures to fall into a brief silence.

"Although you are the son of King Zhuo, you cannot mess with this clan of original gods. We can kill you at any time!"

One of the nine figures shouted with an unquestionable majesty.

"You old ghost Wu, how dare you act so arrogantly after my death!"

The voice was heard again, and Xiao Yan seemed to be able to feel the anger contained in it.

"Is this the original God clan? If you want to kill them, just kill them. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

Tianlin didn't seem to intend to give in to him, and immediately chose to respond in a domineering manner.

"Good boy, you are indeed my son. You are just as domineering as your father was in the past."

Xiao Yan continued to hear these sounds, which made him laugh bitterly. These were all illusions of what happened that year, but it seemed that King Zhuo still couldn't let it go.

Among the nine figures, a man suddenly rushed out, and a giant golden palm suddenly condensed in the air, which was even bigger than Tianlin's body!

Tianlin tried to resist after being slapped, but the power of this giant palm seemed to wipe him out in an instant.

Tianlin spat out blood several times. Until now, Tianlin only knew that he was the son of the thirteenth original king, but what happened that caused his father to die?

"My father didn't abandon me, did he? He just died in battle... So he didn't abandon me... He just died..."

Tianlin seemed to have figured something out, and his eyes suddenly became empty.

"My son, I wanted to give up the throne and spend my life with you, but I never thought that you would be plotted against and die. It's really hard for you..."

"But your father also anticipated this, and that is why I left you on Xuanhan Star. If you can survive, you can break free from the shackles."

“…I really did it!”

The voice seemed to want to communicate across the air, but in the picture, it was just an illusion, so how could it be heard?

Xiao Yan looked at the body of Tian Lin that was shooting backwards and collapsing again. A hundred thousand feet was still not his limit...

(End of this chapter)