I'm Going to Smash This Face

In the Mist Mountain Range, the three of them, clad in Void Nether Armor, once again arrived before the black shadow.

One more step forward, and the Mist Shadow Puppet would spring into action.

"You all basically know Big Black's strength. Be careful."

Chen Qing did not step forward this time. With thousands of times the peak power of a World Lord, and the defense of the Void Nether Armor and Cloud-Touching Vine, as long as they weren't hit continuously, serious injury was unlikely.

Besides, with two people watching each other's backs, safety was still high. Danger would benefit their training.

"Relax, we're not rookies!"

Yao Rao flexed her wrists, twirling the Thunder Firmament sword into a flourish, sparks of lightning flickering across it.

Sister Fang said nothing, slowly drawing "Clear Ripple," bending her knees slightly as she lowered her stance.

"Whoosh"

No sharp sonic boom, only the sound of air swirling around. It seemed her application of the laws still lacked finesse.

Jiang Fang left an afterimage, her blade already arcing toward the Black Mountain ahead.

"Boom"

The black shadow reacted quickly. A massive black arm extended from the shadowy mountain, blocking the incoming blade.

Suddenly, dozens of black whips branched out from the surroundings, seemingly aiming to restrict the target.

Without Chen Qing's suppression this time, Jiang Fang's pressure spiked.

Seeing this, Yao Rao kicked off, the Thunder Firmament in her hand erupting with blinding lightning as she split off several sword shadows, severing the black whips.

"It seems that as an energy lifeform, if the energy density isn't high, no matter how big the body, the strength is limited.

Even with secret patterns reinforcing it, these mist whips it splits off are at most a nuisance!"

Chen Qing stood to the side, observing the puppet's behavior and gathering intel. What he would face later would only be stronger.

Just then, the black shadow began to churn continuously, reforming into a "humanoid" shape, its face much clearer than before.

"Looking for death!"

Seeing a face clearly identical to Chen Qing's, Jiang Fang gritted her teeth and growled.

"Little young man, I'm going to smash that face to pieces. You don't mind, do you?"

Yao Rao glanced back, her expression very serious, but her words were a bit chilling.

Chen Qing helplessly nodded. He couldn't tell if Yao Rao was protecting him or taking a dig at him. He felt it was more likely she wanted to vent some personal grudge.

Now that the black shadow had taken human form, it didn't mean it was easier to deal with. On the contrary, it was more troublesome than before.

During their last fierce fight, Chen Qing had noticed the puppet had no secret techniques, but its imitation ability was strong.

That meant it took human form just to facilitate imitating secret techniques.

Although it was only superficial, and the effect was much weaker, it was still better than brute force.

Fortunately, things like amplification couldn't be imitated. But it still had its own tricks.

Sure enough, just as Yao Rao was about to hit the face, a hand extended from the puppet's face and sent her flying.

Chen Qing held back a laugh, quickly using his mental energy to sense her. Luckily, it was just a light injury. The combination of Void Nether Armor and Cloud-Touching Vine was working well!

But winning wouldn't be easy. Chen Qing took the opportunity to scan the secret patterns on the puppet.

They didn't look like conventional refining methods, but rather something temporarily copied.

If Chen Qing were to act, he could easily destroy a few nodes, but it would probably only last a few breaths.

The core of the Mist Shadow Race lay in the Source Crystal, but this puppet didn't have one. In its chest cavity, there was only a phantom of secret patterns.

Chen Qing cautiously glanced at his wives, who were fighting hard, and felt a pang of unease. If he didn't speak up, he probably wouldn't get beaten, right?

But this was their battlefield. Chen Qing's gaze drifted into the distance.

If they could defeat a Marquis—even a crippled one—at the World Lord level, then with their clones later, becoming a King should be no problem.

"Go for it, sisters!"

Chen Qing silently blessed them, not disturbing the two. He stepped across the battlefield, his figure slowly fading from where he stood.

Just how vast the thick fog was, Chen Qing had no concept. The sky was perpetually hazy, with no sense of direction.

Though no living creatures existed on the ground, the trees were dense, and mountains, rivers, and ravines were tightly packed.

Coupled with the mental suppression, his speed was greatly limited. But to train his movement technique, Chen Qing mostly traveled on the ground.

"Bam bam bam"

With a series of crashing sounds, Chen Qing stopped. His ideals were full, but reality was harsh.

He had many secret techniques in his study, like the spiritual mind master's Ten Thousand Thread Flow, which he could draw on for reference.

But when speed reached a certain level, even if one grasped the essence of the laws, changing the direction of force was no easy task.

Who could blame Chen Qing for his brute strength? A thousand times the gene level was already touching the floor of a Marquis!

"It seems I need a deeper understanding of space, to borrow its power—using brute force alone is still too shallow."

Chen Qing stood on a broken branch, his mind gradually calming as he summarized the experiences along the way, sensing the space around him.

Within this space, the earth lay sprawling, forests stood tall, water vapor rose into mist, wind brushed gently past, and all kinds of light pierced through...

Every substance could stir ripples in space—ripples so fine, so subtle, they were nearly imperceptible.

Only Chen Qing, with his unique state of mind, grew more sensitive the deeper he entered meditation.

Coupled with the Origin Land, where the laws were exceptionally clear, he could feel these minute fluctuations in space with every ripple.

"What if I could freeze these ripples?"

A strange intuition struck Chen Qing, and he naturally began to focus on it.

"So that's it—the essence flickered once, transmitted to this... I never would have guessed..."

"'Quake Seal' seems to have a similar principle..."

Chen Qing stood there for another two years. Suddenly, the space around him grew heavy, a vortex appeared above his head once more, and a single silvery droplet fell.

"I didn't expect that rushing along would earn me a suppression!"

Chen Qing smiled wryly and touched his forehead. His innate secret technique, "Quake Seal," was complex, but it was also his instinct—deeply familiar on a subconscious level.

Combined with this unexpected insight and his sensitivity to spatial confinement, he instead comprehended "Space Suppression."

This was one of the three major branches of the Law of Space—a small offshoot of spatial sealing—and thus he received preliminary recognition from the law.

"Whatever, it's a good thing. Time to keep moving!"

Helpless, Chen Qing could only honestly start "running" again. A series of afterimages flickered, and he quickly vanished into the mist.

At the outer edge of the mist, Jiang Fang and Yao Rao supported each other as they boarded the flying ship, then promptly collapsed onto the floor.

"Sister Fang, our movement skills have improved a lot now, but our attacks are far behind. Even if we 'scrape' it all day, it's not enough."

Yao Rao panted, staring blankly at the ceiling, lightly complaining to Jiang Fang.

"It doesn't matter. First, follow the textbook, get familiar with the essence of application, then think about integrating everything. Our goal is clear—just get recognized by the upper laws.

Didn't the teacher say that once we reach Immortal, as long as it doesn't affect our comprehension, becoming a King is still possible!"

Jiang Fang's chest gradually steadied as she encouraged Yao Rao.

"True. I never thought before that I'd have a day as an Immortal. I wonder how my husband is doing?"

"Why didn't you say that to his face? What's the use of telling me?"

Jiang Fang turned her head and teased her. Her best friend was all talk now.

"As if you've said it either. Don't think I don't know—you're too embarrassed too!"

"You're asking for it, daring to mock me! Watch my Dragon Claw Hand!"

"Ah! Help—"