The Origin of Power

Within Cloud Top Palace.

The Immortal Skirt Woman watched in shock and uncertainty.

She hadn't expected things to turn out this way.

When Lu Jianxia had challenged the trials, she had clearly regarded Chen Yan as her greatest enemy.

She had clearly seen Lu Jianxia swear that she would kill Chen Yan.

What had caused Lu Jianxia to change?

She didn't know.

She couldn't make sense of it. Then she swept a hand, and Chen Yan's figure appeared inside Cloud Top Palace, his head bowed.

"Chen Yan," the Immortal Skirt Woman began.

"Such was life."

Her heart was troubled. It seemed she had played the villain.

By now, she also understood that she might have made a mistake.

But she was the Lord of Martial Arts, and she had acted with Chen Yan's best interests in mind. Naturally, she couldn't apologize.

More importantly, she still had to lecture Chen Yan on the Dao.

Chen Yan had endured immense pressure in his battle with Chi Xue.

After that, he would surely be more cautious when listening to her lecture.

"Chen Yan?"

The Immortal Skirt Woman asked again, furrowing her brows. Chen Yan had actually ignored her.

She sighed inwardly, preparing to ask again.

The next moment.

"Now that I've come here, what are you waiting for?" A low voice suddenly rang out.

The Immortal Skirt Woman froze. Chen Yan was saying that again. Who was he talking to?

No.

The Immortal Skirt Woman abruptly stood, fury appearing in her eyes.

"What exactly do you know?"

Suddenly—

Clatter!

The rumble of chains rang out.

The Immortal Skirt Woman's eyes trembled, and she tried to strike.

In the next instant—

A series of inexplicably powerful forces appeared, pinning her to the ground.

"Damn it, what's... happening to you?"

The Immortal Skirt Woman cried