Close at Hand, Yet Worlds Apart!
This was the defensive move Xiao Jiwen was using at this moment, based on the Earth Rule and imitating the characteristics of the Mystic Feather World's Space Rule.
However, the Space Rule's characteristics belonged to Thirteenth-Order power, and Xiao Jiwen, only at the Twelfth-Order Mid Stage, naturally could not comprehend them. Thus, if this move, Close at Hand, Yet Worlds Apart, were used within the Mystic Feather World, its effect would merely be that of an ordinary Twelfth-Order Mid Stage technique.
But inside the Secret Realm, because the Space Rule was not so strict, this move, Close at Hand, Yet Worlds Apart, could instead bring out the power of the Space Heavenly Dao.
At this moment, Xiao Jiwen seemed to be only a few zhang away from Chen Fei, but the space within the Measuring Heaven Ruler had long since expanded to a distance of several hundred thousand li. Any force that attacked into it would be stretched, thereby weakening its might.
Relying on this move, Close at Hand, Yet Worlds Apart, even if the strength Chen Fei revealed was greater than his own, Xiao Jiwen had enough confidence to hold out until the Secluded Abyss Formation broke the sword formation.
Earlier, when he had tried to provoke Chen Fei into leaving with words, it was more out of caution than because Xiao Jiwen felt he was certain to lose.
But now, as a new figure appeared behind Chen Fei, and the sword this figure slashed out carried a force no weaker than Chen Fei's—indeed, even a notch stronger than Chen Fei's—Xiao Jiwen's already turbulent state of mind nearly collapsed.
Was this a clone?
A clone with strength almost exactly the same as the main body?
It was bad enough that Chen Fei himself