If All Else Fails, I, the Venerable, Shall Simply Slay Them

What kind of power was this?

Hei Ye and Hei Li were horrified.

They were Yin Messengers of the Nine Netherworld, and they had seen countless treasures and countless Experts.

Even within the Nine Netherworld, Profound Heaven Immortal Treasures were exceedingly rare. They were the life-bound treasures of many Ghost Kings and were extraordinarily difficult to damage.

Even Dao Realm Cultivators going all out might not leave a single mark on a Profound Heaven Immortal Treasure. Unfettered Heaven Experts might be able to do so, but certainly not in a single move.

Qiong Dao was equally shocked.

The Qian Yuan Supreme Ranking was linked to his bloodline, and he could clearly sense the trembling and pain transmitted from its true body.

Once he returned, who knew how many Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures it would take to repair it.

The next moment, the Qian Yuan Supreme Ranking's power erupted on its own.

It was not Qiong Dao driving it, but the treasure's own survival instinct—the phantom suddenly contracted into a streak of light, wrapping around Qiong Dao as it forcibly tore through Chen Lin's spatial blockade.

It had not broken through it, but torn it apart.

Chen Lin's spatial blockade was too strong—so strong that even a Profound Heaven Immortal Treasure could not breach it head-on, and could only rip open a gap by damaging itself.

With a flash of light, Qiong Dao vanished from where he stood.

Chen Lin remained expressionless and did not pursue him.

His gaze settled on the disappearing streak of light, his expression as calm as still water, as though he had merely done something utterly insignificant.

The lingering aftershock of the Qian Yuan Supreme Ranking phantom shattering still remained in his hand—those few cracks alone would be enough to make the Qiong Clan ache