Fu Chongyi's body shuddered. All sensation vanished from his body, and boundless darkness spread toward him.
Fu Chongyi tried to raise his arm and point at Chen Fei, but before he could finish, his entire body abruptly burst into a cloud of blood mist.
Ninth-order experts underwent manifestation of rules, giving them extraordinarily vigorous vitality and making them extremely difficult to kill.
But by the same token, if their opponent also possessed the power of rules, they could use rules to wear down rules. Even without doing so, powerful soul essence energy, or even physical strength, could break through rules.
The ultimate purpose of a ninth-order expert's manifestation of rules was simply to make their own power stronger. Rules did not stand loftily above everything else. To cultivators, they were merely one part of their strength.
Controlling a rule did not make one invincible beneath the heavens. If it did, the Dao Ancestors who controlled powerful rules could each have swept away all the experts from beyond the realm single-handedly.
Yet in the end, the races from beyond the realm and the native races of the Void Return Realm had reached a state of equilibrium, however fragile that equilibrium was.
Chen Fei held the Qian Yuan Sword angled downward. Pale golden blood slid off its edge, and his aura ebbed along with it.
The dozen or so breaths afforded by Minor Heaven Passage had elapsed, and Chen Fei entered a period of weakness.
Fu Chongyi's perception had been correct: Chen Fei's ninth-order state was only a facade. But Fu Chongyi had not dared gamble on it. Even if he had, the final outcome would not have changed.
Faced with the restraints of the time subordinate rule, Fu Chongyi's strength had still fallen a little short. Its influence had persisted, allowing