Its claws were lengthening inch by inch, eventually growing to a length of forty centimeters, shimmering with a cold luster.

Royal-grade Iron Claws?

No, should it be called Steel Claws?

This charred zombie was undergoing a transformation, and it wasn't happening in an instant.

Chen Luo could completely stop its terrifying transformation, but he didn't.

Are you kidding me? This is exactly what I wanted.

Hurry up and transform for me.

Chen Luo looked at it in disbelief. A royal-grade mutant?

"No way."

Having lived for twelve years in his previous life, Chen Luo had never seen a royal-grade zombie.

After the monsters descended, he also killed zombies. The zombies didn't last much longer than the survivors and were completely wiped out.

It could be said that the zombies only survived for about six years.

At most, Chen Luo had only seen king-grade mutants. He hadn't even heard of royal-grade ones, let alone seen them.

Chen Luo thought for a moment and suddenly understood. Just because he hadn't seen or heard of them didn't mean they had never been born.

The time such zombies could survive must be frighteningly short. If Chen Luo picked up a royal-grade crystal, would he tell others?

Besides, this was a royal-grade zombie transforming in another continent. It was normal that Chen Luo hadn't heard of it.

Chen Luo was very excited. Rice is the best! (yyds is an internet slang for "yong yuan de shen," meaning "forever god," expressing admiration)

If Rice hadn't said anything, this crystal might have been taken away by the natives.

A royal-grade crystal.

Hehehehehe.

Soon, this zombie that had been scorched by flames completed its transformation.

Suddenly, it turned its head coldly: "You've been behind me the whole time. What do you want?"

Chen Luo grinned: "No other intentions. I just want to spar with you."

Chen Luo had been thinking before: with my dual space-time abilities, wouldn't it be easy to defeat a royal-grade enemy when I'm at the king-grade?

Slow down time for the opponent, speed up time for myself, and then use the Dimensional Blade. It would be easy.

In the end, it was just imagination, unable to be put into practice.

A master is lonely.

Now the opportunity has come.

This is an opponent that I could easily delay, but no, I insist on going head-to-head.

At this moment, Steel Claw created an afterimage where it stood and instantly arrived beside Chen Luo, raising the steel claws in its hands.

The speed was too fast, and it was too close to Chen Luo.

If it were any other king-grade cultivator, even if they realized it, their body wouldn't be able to dodge.

The steel claws swept through the air with a chilling sound, but they only struck empty space. Chen Luo instinctively used Void Walk and instantly dodged the attack of the steel claws.

Chen Luo appeared behind Steel Claw and slashed the Dimensional Blade towards its neck.

But Steel Claw's royal-grade reaction allowed it to react instantly. It swung its hand back, slashing towards Chen Luo's waist.

If it continued, Steel Claw would be hit by the Dimensional Blade, and Chen Luo would be injured by Steel Claw.

Chen Luo did not choose to trade injuries for injuries and once again chose Void Walk.

Chen Luo shook his head. The gap between king-grade and royal-grade was a bit too large. It was difficult to sneak attack a royal-grade cultivator.

Steel Claw said in shock: "How is that possible? How did you dodge? Impossible, it's so fast that even my eyes can't detect it?"

Chen Luo smiled. I really want to make things difficult for you, but this time I choose to go head-to-head.

Time Slow, Time Accelerate.

Steel Claw's speed plummeted tenfold, while Chen Luo's speed increased tenfold.

Steel Claw attacked again with its claws, but in Chen Luo's eyes, the speed was as slow as a snail. The royal-grade Steel Claw's speed was not even as good as a king-grade cultivator.

Chen Luo's speed, on the other hand, was much faster than that of a royal-grade cultivator.

How could it fight like this?

Unless Chen Luo deliberately crashed into Steel Claw's attack.

Chen Luo ignored Steel Claw's attack and directly inserted a sword deep into Steel Claw's skull. It encountered considerable resistance, but it wasn't a big problem.

The Dimensional Sword was successfully inserted.

Steel Claw cried out in pain, its eyes bloodshot, but the head injury was not a big problem for a royal-grade cultivator.

At this moment, Chen Luo leisurely dodged Steel Claw's attack.

Too easy. A royal-grade cultivator wants to kill me?

Impossible.

Chen Luo attacked again with his sword, aiming for Steel Claw's arm. He didn't expect that Steel Claw's arm was even harder than its head.

It took eight swings to cut off Steel Claw's arm.

Steel Claw screamed in pain, looking at Chen Luo with fear in its eyes.

This person is too strong.

Those with Iron in their name are no good, and neither are those with Steel.

Although Chen Luo seemed to easily gain the upper hand, Chen Luo's consumption was not small.

Time Slow, Time Accelerate, Dimensional Blade, no matter which one, the consumption was not small.

Using three abilities at the same time consumed even more energy.

Chen Luo couldn't hold on for long.

Especially when the Dimensional Blade was used to attack Steel Claw with force.

Maintaining the Dimensional Blade and using it in intense combat consumed completely different amounts of energy.

However, it was not a problem to last long enough to kill Steel Claw.

Chen Luo was wondering if he should stop using his time abilities and let Steel Claw threaten him, forcing his potential when danger came?

If he wore a helmet to protect his vital points, even if Steel Claw was royal-grade, it wouldn't be able to kill him instantly.

But Chen Luo was thinking too much. Steel Claw was only a level-nine zombie before, and the time it could exist after mutating to royal-grade was too short.

While Chen Luo was hesitating, Steel Claw, who was already somewhat retreating, suddenly roared loudly with its head exploding.

"Ah, it hurts so much! What did you do to me?"

Steel Claw thought that Chen Luo was the reason for its headache.

Chen Luo cursed inwardly. Can't you hold on a little longer?

Too disappointing.

Steel Claw couldn't attack because of the headache and could only roar in place.

After five or six seconds, Steel Claw fell straight to the ground, motionless.

It just died like that?

I really want a royal-grade sparring partner who can last a long time.

Could Steel Claw be playing dead?

After waiting for a few minutes and seeing that Steel Claw hadn't moved, Chen Luo, who was as prudent as a tortoise, stepped forward and kicked Steel Claw, turning it over so its head was facing up.

"Let me help you open your mind."

Taking a deep breath, Chen Luo was very excited. A royal-grade crystal.

He hadn't gotten his hands on one in two lifetimes.

"You've got a pretty tough head too."

It took a little effort, but Chen Luo managed to open Steel Claw's head.

Chen Luo squatted down and easily took out Steel Claw's crystal.

A relatively transparent crystal, about the size of an egg.

Inside the crystal, the light flowed.

The size of level-ten, king-grade, and royal-grade crystals was almost the same, but the energy contained within was completely different.

Chen Luo held the crystal stained with blood, his hand trembling slightly, as if examining a rare treasure.

"Good stuff."

A talented ability user could quickly become an unparalleled powerhouse if they obtained it.

Chen Luo thought unsatisfactorily, it would be even better if it was a space-type royal-grade crystal.

In the distance, a group of survivors with feathers in their hair were rushing towards this place.

Chen Luo didn't bother to get into any conflicts with them. He put the crystal into his space and prepared to absorb it when he got back.

It would probably take ten days to half a month to absorb it completely.

Of course, Steel Claw's corpse couldn't be wasted either.

These steel claws were also a sharp weapon, with strong killing power.

And if Steel Claw's corpse was given to the giant tree, who knows what kind of fruit it would bear.

If the king-grade fruit was less than five, the giant tree must have embezzled some.