The sound of blood and qi flowing was like rivers and mountains in upheaval. The skin over Chen Fei's body trembled faintly as berserk power surged from within, ceaselessly battering against the restraints of his flesh.
But in the end, Chen Fei forcibly suppressed that explosive power, bringing every last bit of it under his control.
Tan Bingxiu and the other two had been about to charge Chen Fei, only to be so shocked by his activation of the sixth forbidden art gate that they halted where they stood.
Five forbidden art gates were already unimaginable, yet their opponent had directly opened six?
Just how had his physique been tempered? Why could he endure such an outrageous impact of power without showing the slightest sign of weakness or flaw?
Tan Bingxiu and the other two had originally intended to forcefully kill Chen Fei after activating their forbidden arts, but Chen Fei's move abruptly stopped them in their tracks.
The two sides had suddenly returned to their previous balance, neither able to do anything to the other. Or rather, they might be the first to fail to hold on.
Not everyone who activated a forbidden art could fight without end.
Forbidden arts were meant for desperate life-and-death moments. After maintaining them for one or two moves, the body and Joint Apertures would be the first to give out, forcing one to stop the forbidden art.
Otherwise, the enemy might not even be dead before they themselves exploded and died first.
Tan Bingxiu and the other two exchanged glances, their expressions grim. Just where had this person come from? The Broken Ruler in his hand was clearly that shattered spiritual treasure from back then.
When the spiritual treasure had emerged, two of them had gone as well, only to return empty-handed. And