Chen Fei frowned slightly and looked ahead. Yu Congzhang, who had just been shattered, appeared again, without a single injury on him.
"How exactly did you cultivate? Your origin can't be plundered, and even your strength has reached an inconceivable degree."
Yu Congzhang brushed the spot where the Qian Yuan Sword had struck him just now. If not for the special nature of his cultivation technique, that sword would already have killed him.
In Yu Congzhang's view, there should be no Eighth-Order in the Ruin Realm capable of taking that sword head-on.
Unless they had comprehended the Time Subordinate Rules, and had comprehended them deeply enough at that. Otherwise, the final result would not differ much.
Yu Congzhang had not comprehended the Time Subordinate Rules. In truth, with Yu Congzhang's talent, after so many tens of thousands of years, it was not necessarily impossible for him to comprehend them.
But that Dao Ancestor's curse was absolutely not limited to his body decaying and his inability to break through to the Ninth-Order Supreme Realm. It also contained a prohibition against the Time Rule.
Anyone who dared to comprehend the Time Subordinate Rules would immediately have their divine soul shatter.
The Time Rule was probably the only power capable of changing the Yu Clan's fate. That Dao Ancestor took joy in tormenting the Yu Clan, but he did not want any unexpected situation to occur.
"By piling up resources. To reach where I am today, the resources I used exceeded the entire foundation of a top-tier Tier 8 Race."
A smile appeared on Chen Fei's face. He looked at Yu Congzhang and continued, "That sword just now didn't hurt you because you used the lives of the other Yu Clan members to offset it?"
"They had long since become one with me.