At this moment, Yu Shizhong had almost no weight at all—not even an aura.
If Chen Fei's perspective on heaven and earth had not changed, Yu Shizhong really might have secretly crossed the warehouse right under his nose.
This Secret Art was truly wondrous.
However, it could only be used against Eighth-Order cultivators. To those in the Ninth-Order Supreme Realm, the heaven and earth they saw were composed of rules; any abnormal movement would be seen through at a glance, just like Chen Fei had done a moment ago.
But it had to be said that this was the most concealed escape method Chen Fei had ever seen.
Yu Shizhong was forcibly seized by Chen Fei, his face ashen. He had never imagined that the Mo Clan's Secret Art would be broken so easily.
A sliver of hope had remained in Yu Shizhong's heart all along precisely because of this Secret Art. Thus, although Yu Shizhong had appeared frenzied, burning his Essence, Qi, and Spirit Soul like the ancestors of the other two clans, he had never given up on escaping.
When the attacks from both sides stirred the Heaven and Earth Essence Qi in every direction, Yu Shizhong abandoned everything and fled.
But even so, Yu Shizhong had still been caught. This time, the last bit of hope in Yu Shizhong's heart was utterly shattered.
Because aside from this Secret Art, Yu Shizhong no longer had any trump cards left.
The strength Chen Fei displayed was far too exaggerated. What they faced seemed not to be some Peak-Stage Eighth-Order cultivator at all, but a true Ninth-Order Supreme Realm expert.
Only a Ninth-Order Supreme Realm could regard Peak-Stage Eighth-Order cultivators like them as nothing—yet the aura Chen Fei displayed was indeed only at the Peak-Stage Eighth-Order.
Unreasonable, bizarre—everything was concentrated