At that moment, Yu Shizhong had almost no weight, and not even a trace of aura.
Had Chen Fei not now viewed the world from a different perspective, Yu Shizhong really would have slipped past him by secretly crossing through Chencang.
This secret art was truly wondrous.
However, it could only work against the eighth order. Those in the ninth order supreme realm saw a world composed of rules, and any other disturbance would be apparent at a glance, just as it had been to Chen Fei.
Still, it had to be said that this was the most concealed escape method Chen Fei had ever seen.
Forcibly seized by Chen Fei, Yu Shizhong looked ashen. He had never imagined the Mo Clan's secret art would be broken so easily.
Yu Shizhong had kept a sliver of hope in his heart precisely because of this secret art. Thus, although he had seemed crazed, burning his essence, qi, spirit, and soul like the ancestors of the other two clans, he still had hope.
Yu Shizhong had never given up on escape. When the attacks from both sides churned the world vital energy in every direction, he had abandoned everything and fled.
Yet even then, Yu Shizhong had been caught. This utterly shattered the last shred of hope in his heart.
Apart from this secret art, Yu Shizhong had no other trump cards left.
The strength Chen Fei displayed was absurd. It felt as though they were facing not someone at the eighth order peak, but a true ninth order supreme realm expert.
Only someone in the ninth order supreme realm could treat eighth order peak cultivators like them as nothing. Yet the aura Chen Fei displayed was indeed only at the eighth order peak.
Everything unreasonable and bizarre seemed to converge in