Blood mist churned and surged across a hundred li.
A gigantic black wing stretched across the void.
The red toad raised its head and stared blankly at the sky.
Only the terror at the corners of its mouth betrayed its fear.
It couldn't help murmuring, "Th-this... how is this possible?!"
Never mind the murderous aura emanating from that Central Palace, enough to make one's soul tremble.
Just look at the base of that forest of palaces.
Only a single stone statue stood there.
A single stone statue.
And it corresponded to this young woman in black robes, whose cultivation was merely at the level of a single Chess-Player piece.
Yet with cultivation at that level, she had spread a blood-red fog across a full hundred li.
As everyone knew,
the range affected by the celestial phenomenon at the moment a Central Palace appeared represented the depth of its owner's most fundamental reserves.
For an ordinary one-piece cultivator, five li was already respectable.
Ten li marked a monstrous talent.
It was said that even the personal disciples of the Nine Great Dao Sects, or the direct descendants of Cloud Dream Palace, could manage only a few dozen li at most.
A hundred-li phenomenon...
Forget a mere one-piece Chess-Player.
Even if Immortal Lord Guanlan personally manifested his Central Palace, with his lofty cultivation at the Sixth Rank of Chess-Player and the formidable foundation he had built over the years with the support of the Southern Immortal Palace,
he could probably manage a hundred li, barely.
In other words,
this girl who had appeared from who knew where
had reserves so absurdly deep that even with cultivation at only the one-piece level, she could rival an Immortal Lord?
What kind of heaven-shaking talent was this?!
The arm clutching the Steel Fork began to