One-Armed Underworld King's Three Kowtows

In the Mountain Sea Realm, one divine palace meant one minor realm.

Within every divine palace, Essence, Qi, and Spirit Soul were nurtured. If the cultivation techniques learned were comparable, then having one more divine palace would raise one's combat power by at least a notch.

When the strong contended, what they fought over was that single sliver. Being one notch higher sometimes meant being higher beyond measure.

Thus, realm was forever the most fundamental and most important thing. If your foundation was strong, everything else that extended from it would naturally be much stronger as well.

Xing Xinyang had three divine palaces within his body. The spirit treasure he used and the cultivation techniques he had learned were all choices among choices. Facing Chen Fei, who was likewise at the Mountain Sea Realm Initial Stage but had only one divine palace, he truly had reason to be confident.

Heaven and Earth Essence Qi churned. Xing Xinyang began rapidly closing the distance to Chen Fei, countless streaks of blade light flying out from his body.

They did not slash at Chen Fei, but instead circled the area for several li around, forming a blade formation that completely encompassed Chen Fei within it.

Chen Fei had left the Saint Yama Sect's mountain gate without a sound just now. Xing Xinyang was not worried that he could not take Chen Fei down; he had to guard against Chen Fei fleeing after finding himself outmatched.

Xing Xinyang had tracked him for several hundred li to this place with a very simple goal: either capture Chen Fei alive, or, if he could not be captured alive, kill him on the spot!

Chen Fei glanced at the blade formation around him, his expression unchanged. Without waiting for Xing Xinyang to arrive before him, Chen Fei