Yang Chen slowly opened his eyes. A gleam of light shot from them, and the space around him seemed to tremble.
He stepped onto the scattered boulders, and they immediately exploded, breaking into countless small stones that tumbled to the ground.
Yang Chen's lips curled. He suddenly punched the air!
Boom!
The air burst apart. Ripples spread through the space where Yang Chen's fist had struck.
Yang Chen looked at his fist, feeling the immense power within it. If he encountered someone like Anla again, he could probably kill him without even using Dragon Tiger Transformation!
"So this is the Shackle Realm! It really is powerful!"
Yang Chen exhaled, letting out a breath of stale air.
After taking a moment to adjust to his strength, Yang Chen slowly turned his gaze toward the stone gate.
Beyond it lay a winding path, shrouded in thick mist like a veil that concealed its true appearance.
Even with his Divine Soul Power at the Shackle Realm, Yang Chen couldn't extend it through the mist!
"Is the next trial ground beyond the stone gate?"
Yang Chen stroked his chin as he studied the winding path, trying to see through its mysteries.
"Never mind. I'll just go through!"
Yang Chen shook his head, then walked toward the stone gate.
As he approached it, he immediately sensed countless sword auras all around him, tearing through the air as if they would shred anyone who entered to pieces!
Frowning, Yang Chen reached out an arm, then quickly pulled it back.
In an instant, a series of sword marks appeared on his arm!
Thin streams of blood trickled out.
Yang Chen furrowed his brows. "Even a body at the Shackle Realm can't withstand this?"
The secret realm was truly terrifying. No wonder even Shackle Realm experts risked dying