Big Brother Su, Don't Blame Me

Countless razor-sharp edges sealed off every expert above the seventh revolution.

Yang Chen stood lightly in the void, dressed in white, his gaze icy as it continuously swept over the surrounding crowd.

It was as though the slightest movement from any expert above the seventh revolution would bring down Yang Chen's terrifying assault upon them!

"While fighting me, you still dare to let your mind wander!"

Qiao Jingyun looked calmly at Yang Chen.

With a wave of his hand, the giant mountain trembled.

A heavy aura spread from the giant mountain manifestation behind him, covering Qiao Jingyun's fists as though a pair of gauntlets had been slipped over them.

Boom! Boom!!

Qiao Jingyun threw punch after punch.

He blasted apart the void, exposing the pitch-black nothingness beyond.

Faced with such ferocious attacks, Yang Chen merely remained where he was, a faint smile playing on his lips.

Yang Chen was only at the sixth-revolution Gods and Devils realm. He was indeed still somewhat lacking if he wanted to contend with an eighth-revolution expert—but do not forget, all that time spent checking in had not merely granted Yang Chen cultivation!

"System, Invincible Defense!"

Yang Chen spoke softly to the system in his mind.

"Ding! Invincible Defense activated. Duration: one quarter-hour!"

It was something Yang Chen had checked in for one day. It could defend against attacks from experts no more than two realms above himself; it was just right for use against an eighth-revolution Gods and Devils expert!

Buzz! Buzz!!

Immediately afterward, a faint layer of radiance enveloped Yang Chen, as though he had put on a skintight garment.

Thud!

Qiao Jingyun's fist smashed into Yang Chen's chest. The faint radiance merely rippled once before returning to perfect condition, utterly unscathed.

Qiao Jingyun's pupils trembled slightly. He suddenly threw several more punches