Yang Chen slowly rose to his feet and looked down imperiously at the Northern Suppressing King before him. His eyes were unfathomably deep, as though stars were reflected within his pupils.
A glint of divine light flashed past.
"If you don't believe me, you can try!"
The corners of Yang Chen's lips curled up, his expression teasing.
The Northern Suppressing King stared deeply at Yang Chen. For some reason, although Yang Chen was merely standing there, he seemed to have merged with heaven and earth itself, with the world around him embracing him.
Or rather, this entire world was Yang Chen!
His white robes swayed gently, as though a light breeze were blowing around him.
Yang Chen suddenly looked at the Northern Suppressing King, black mist slowly billowing in his eyes.
All at once, dense goosebumps rose across the Northern Suppressing King's skin, while his heart issued one warning after another, as though something terrible was about to happen.
In an instant, Yang Chen vanished from the Northern Suppressing King's sight.
Then, a soft voice rang out behind him.
"You've lost!"
The Northern Suppressing King's body abruptly tensed. He felt something cool pressed against his waist. Sharp Sword Qi rippled all around him; it seemed that if he so much as moved slightly, that razor-sharp Sword Qi could kill him in an instant!
Yang Chen had pressed the Heaven Feather Sword against the Northern Suppressing King's waist.
One had to know that the Heaven Feather Sword was a Nine-Turn Gods and Devils weapon. Even Nine-Turn experts could be erased by its power. Although Yang Chen was not currently a Nine-Turn Gods and Devils Realm expert, with his attainment in the Sword Dao and certain formations within Human Hall's small world, he could still briefly elevate his cultivation.
Yang Chen looked