Not enough.
Still not fast enough.
Chen Yan did everything he could. His sparrow form almost became a blur as he shot into the distance, covering a hundred zhang in an instant.
But it still wasn't fast enough.
The enormous hand that blotted out the sky and sun slowly pressed toward the ground.
Its shadow enveloped almost the entire forest.
The immense pressure made the true qi flowing through Chen Yan's meridians increasingly sluggish, and his flight grew slower and slower.
Then—
After a thunderous crash, both earth and sky trembled.
An enormous palm print appeared in the forest.
Countless trees snapped and toppled in the same direction.
And at the very center of that enormous palm print lay a small gray sparrow.
Countless thoughts flashed through Chen Yan's mind.
Even a Guiyi Realm cultivator could have delivered that palm strike.
Yet Chen Yan had sensed something extraordinary within it.
Dao rhyme.
Dao rhyme had flowed within that palm descending from the heavens.
That also meant his opponent's cultivation realm was at least the Ascension Realm.
There was nowhere left to run.
Realizing this, Chen Yan undid the Great Evolution Art's transformation of his appearance, changing from the small gray sparrow back into human form.
I let my guard down after all.
I should have noticed sooner how strange it was that not a single bird or beast appeared within several li of that spirit stone vein.
This was a trap.
A trap meant solely for me.
I had already concealed every trace of my aura with the Hidden Immortal Art. Even in the eyes of an Ascension Realm True Person or a Void Return Realm True Lord, I should have been nothing more than a gray sparrow.
Yet my opponent set a restriction in this forest.
*No bird or