Lu Chen's lips twitched violently, and even as calm as he always was, the depths of his gaze were now filled with unadulterated shock as he muttered softly.
"The Chaos Realm... So this is the Chaos Realm... Compared to it, saints truly are like fireflies before the bright moon..."
Yuan Thirteen's mechanical eyes flashed frantically, his detector overloading once again as wisps of blue smoke rose from the top of his head, accompanied by a crackling electric hiss.
Clearly, his logical core was unable to process the out-of-spec data unfolding before him.
Buddha Light Insect Queen Tang Sanzang pressed her palms together and chanted a quiet Buddhist title, but her strange eyes—interwoven with compassion and ruthlessness—were likewise filled with unprecedented solemnity.
And a trace of deep reverence. She could sense that this trace of subtle Sword Qi contained the true meaning of "annihilation" that she could not comprehend.
Though Lu Chen had long since mentally prepared himself, knowing that Bai Yaoyao was strong—terrifyingly strong.
Yet seeing her act so casually, so dismissively, without even drawing her sword as she instantly killed a menacing saint.
His heart still couldn't help but twitch violently and beat wildly out of control.
"Is this... the true strength of the Chaos Realm?"
"It's strong... to the point of being utterly unreasonable!"
He had originally thought that his integration with the Boundless Realm had vastly increased his strength, and that even if he fell short of a saint, he should still be able to hold his own for a while.
Now it seemed that before a genuine Chaos Realm expert, the so-called saints were seemingly no different in essence from quasi-saints or mortals?
They were all ants! Just of different sizes!
Bai Yaoyao seemed to have merely done a trivial chore, such as swatting a buzzing