The Blood Mist that Wizard Rui had transformed into trembled violently, trying to return to its original form.
The vitality possessed by a Sky Opening Body far exceeded the imagination of ordinary cultivators. To truly slay someone in the Sky Opening Realm, one had to erase the rules within every shred of flesh and blood in their body.
For those below the Sky Opening Realm to kill a Seventh-Order expert, the difficulty was easy to imagine. Even among fellow Seventh-Order cultivators, if their strength was roughly equal, the final result would likely only be one side fleeing after suffering heavy injuries.
Against other Mid-Stage Sky Opening Realm cultivators, Wizard Rui would never have ended up in such a miserable state, but he had encountered Chen Fei, who bore two main rules: power and space.
Although his elemental energy and divine soul did not contain the Power Rule, relying on the Law of Space within his elemental energy alone was enough to grind Wizard Rui, who had turned into Blood Mist, completely away.
Thus, in the blink of an eye, the mass of Blood Mist before him stopped trembling. The majestic vitality contained within it fully dispersed. Wizard Rui had truly died in Dao Dissipation, with no possibility of recovery.
Chen Fei withdrew his right hand, and at the same time, the spiritual essence within the Blood Mist was forcibly drawn out.
A trace of emotion appeared in Chen Fei's gaze. He was not sighing over the fact that he had blown apart a Mid-Stage Sky Opening Realm powerhouse, but rather over his own current talent and comprehension.
Thinking back to those years in Pingyin County, whether it was his predecessor or Chen Fei himself, their aptitude for the martial path could not be called mediocre. It was purely that they