For those in the Below Immortal Realm, especially Immortal Cultivators who had practiced the Empty Mountain Art,
the versatility of the Kongshan Finger was absolutely top-tier.
The technique's exceptional compatibility with the Empty Mountain Art made it extremely efficient at channeling qi, and it could be cast almost instantaneously.
But that was not the case for cultivators above the Ascension Realm.
Immortal Cultivators above the Ascension Realm possessed the most efficient means in this world—
Dao Rhyme.
Yet Chen Yan did not use Dao Rhyme.
This was his first probing strike against the countless Outer Dao monsters entrenched on the ground.
A clear light descended.
Beneath his feet lay a vast land that had endured three hundred years of catastrophe, its cities shattered, its mountains and rivers stained with filth.
Countless mutated and evolved Outer Dao monsters crowded together, writhing and piling atop one another to form an endlessly spreading black ocean, deathly still yet savage.
Even the spiritual qi of heaven and earth twisted with them.
This was the most terrifying Outer Dao apocalypse he had seen across four reincarnations.
Among the black ocean were Outer Dao Puppets comparable to the qi sea realm, Spirit 통 Realm, and Wanhua Realm, all of whom could fly.
Yet the moment those Outer Dao Puppets leaped a dozen or so zhang into the air, an immense, invisible force immediately pressed them back down.
This was the barrier Chen Yan had established for the Outer Dao.
It prevented those Outer Dao Puppets from interfering with Chen Yan as he stood above the heavens.
For now, his External Incarnation alone was enough.
A faint glimmer of clear light descended from the sky, utterly pure and pristine.
It was only a speck of light the size of a mote of dust.
That clear speck slowly