The Sky Really Was... Easier to Kill Than Pigs and Dogs

The boundless sky was dim and gray, yet a Great Sun stood in the void, radiating endless splendor.

Chen Yan gripped Chen Lanqiu's face in one hand. Under the terrifying surge of Internal Force, her flesh and blood scattered, leaving a bloodied skeleton beneath her beautiful head.

"Too weak. Far too weak."

Disappointment filled Chen Yan's eyes. True Martial Power surged around him, spreading without end like a blaze that could scorch the heavens and boil the seas.

"Humans of the same rank have no advantage whatsoever over Ancient God Beasts," he murmured, the disappointment in his eyes growing ever deeper.

"Chen Yan, I'm—I'm..."

Agonizing pain wracked Chen Lanqiu. Her expression trembled with fear, and terror surged through her heart. As she watched True Martial Power crash against the Azure Heavens like monstrous waves, she had no will to fight.

So this was Chen Yan?

How had he done it?

Why was he so powerful?

Nearby, Lu Zhiwei's face was deathly pale. She forcibly suppressed the terror in her heart as ten thousand silver moons circled her. When she extended both hands, rules-based martial techniques formed from the Life and Death Aura pressed down on Chen Yan.

But in the very next instant—

Confusion appeared in Lu Zhiwei's eyes.

She couldn't lock onto him. She couldn't use her technique.

The slender young man stood right beside her, yet her rules-based martial techniques simply wouldn't descend.

It was as though... he didn't exist at all.

She could barely breathe. The same despair she had felt years ago when facing Lu Xunyang had overtaken her.

Impossible. Impossible. Impossible!

Lu Zhiwei screamed inwardly. Her slender, fair hand shot out, countless Secret Script characters gathering in her palm as she struck at Chen Yan.

HUM!!!

Ten thousand grand, boundless Buddhist chants rang out. Behind