Deep in the mist-shrouded swamp, the miasma was almost tangible.
Several dark shapes erupted from the murky mire, bringing a rush of foul wind.
They were several seventh-rank peak crocodile beasts that had been lying in wait for a long time. Their shells were jagged, and cruel golden light glinted in their vertical pupils.
Bai Lingshuang had never seen beasts like these in any Blue Star reference book. They were clearly species unique to the Imperial Capital Rift.
But that was hardly surprising... Every time a Rift opened, some ferocious beasts from other worlds found their way onto Blue Star.
Even with the East Continent Alliance strictly controlling the entrances and exits, it was impossible to prevent all such incursions. The Alliance could only step up monitoring and do its best to reduce civilian casualties.
Bai Lingshuang tensed, just about to ready herself, when Chen Yan moved beside her.
He gathered his breath in his dantian, his expression unchanged. Only his throat moved slightly.
"Pfft."
A soft sound.
A condensed stream of white breath shot out, splitting into several strands that pierced every crocodile beast precisely between the brows.
The massive beasts, which had been raging a moment earlier, froze in midair. Then they crashed heavily back into the muddy water, lifeless.
Bai Lingshuang stood where she was, silently watching it all, her beautiful eyes clouded with disbelief.
That was it... over?
Her mind was in turmoil.
Even if he practiced a legendary Divine Ability Rank martial art, did it really have to be this ridiculous?
He'd opened his mouth... spat out a "mouthful of phlegm," and instantly killed several seventh-rank peak beasts that would have given even a Martial Arts Grandmaster a serious headache?
Just how powerful was this guy?
A Grandmaster? Or... even stronger?
Along the way, the