A Sudden Turn for the Worse

The cold wind swept up the dirt on the ground.

The training grounds were silent, broken only by the occasional whinny of a horse and the cries of the wounded.

More than a dozen elite soldiers lay on the training grounds, their bodies curled up in pain.

Only the young man stood alone in the center of the grounds.

His hands remained clasped behind his back, his expression calm and unruffled.

The Tiger Leopard Battalion soldiers who had witnessed everything stood nearby, utterly stunned. They could hardly understand what had just happened.

What they had seen with their own eyes moments ago had gone far beyond the understanding of these Great Yan frontier troops.

And every one of them shared the same question—

What kind of monster was Lieutenant Chen?

Chen Yan lowered his head slightly and held his right hand before him. After examining it, he gently clenched his fist.

He was feeling the power currently contained within his body.

Pathetically weak.

That was Chen Yan's assessment of himself.

Of course, he was measuring his body against the standards of a True Lord in the Void Return Realm—one who had once wielded power comparable to that of a Sage, at that.

The Body Tempering Realm was merely the first threshold on the long Path of Immortality.

But to ordinary people, even a cultivator who had only just entered the Path of Immortality, at the Body Tempering Realm, stood across an impassable gulf from them.

Even the Tiger Leopard Iron Cavalry, battle-hardened and rich in combat experience, was no match for a cultivator.

"Now do you understand the difference?"

Chen Yan turned toward the elite soldiers selected from the Yanbei Iron Cavalry, who stood at the edge of the training grounds.

The assembled soldiers remained silent. Not one dared