If Yang Chen truly stumbled on the seventh level, many people would surely gloat over it.
Meanwhile, Yang Chen, who stood within the secret realm, stared straight ahead with his usual calm expression, utterly unruffled.
To him, if the Laws of Life and Death could not suppress them, there were naturally other methods to resolve the matter.
Yang Chen was not surprised to see that the Laws of Life and Death could not suppress these souls. After all, he had never intended to sweep the entire field with those laws alone.
Now that suppression by laws had failed, Yang Chen did not linger. He simply raised his hand and aimed it forward.
"Go!"
In an instant, a fox-like soul wielding a saber charged out from Yang Chen's sleeve.
The soul grew larger and larger, swelling explosively until it was as large as a house.
The moment this fox-like soul appeared, it swept forward. Its might was vast and surging; wherever its saber passed, it struck those souls as though cutting through mud, effortless and unrestrained.
The group of souls that had seemed indestructible a moment ago were instantly severed into nothingness by the fox soul!
Yang Chen's expression remained unchanged, as though none of this stirred the slightest ripple within him.
His steps were calm as he headed straight ahead. When his figure flashed and vanished once more, he had already entered the Eighth Level.
Yet every person had seen clearly what he had done on the seventh level, and the sight remained fresh in their minds. Even now, many were still immersed in that scene, unable to snap out of it.
Those who had eagerly waited to gloat and see Yang Chen make a fool of himself had no choice but to shut their mouths.
Through his actions, Yang