But reality was often more fantastical than imagination. Cheng Yuan had truly been scared out of his wits by Chen Xun's actions, time and again.
If someone had openly and aboveboard targeted him, perhaps he would not have been frightened to this extent.
It was like an Immortal-Slaying Blade hung over his head day and night. As the years accumulated, the shadow cast over his Dao Heart grew ever larger, beyond all measure...
Yet Cheng Yuan's distant flight was not an unwise move. The immortal fortunes of the two truly clashed. Perhaps one day, Chen Xun might slaughter Cheng Yuan without even meaning to. No one could say for certain.
"Go!" Chen Xun no longer dwelled on it. He strode forward step by step, entering Qi Xiao's ancient formation.
"Yuexi, stay with us." Qi Xiao also cast aside his distracting thoughts at that moment and followed Chen Xun into the fray.
Rumble...
Heaven-shaking sounds exploded through the void. Beneath the crushing might of the Immortal Artifacts of the ten Overlord Clans, they were no match at all. Even Chen Xun's true body remained trapped and had yet to emerge.
"You go first!" The Immortal of the Devil Race guarded one side of the ancient formation with his Dharma Aspect, fending off the surging Immortal Artifacts from the depths of space. "Qi Xiao, one incense stick's worth of time!"
He fought bloodily on one front, his arms drenched in immortal blood, yet the ferocity in his bloodline only grew stronger.
The Devil Race Immortal from his own clan looked even more displeased. The Great World said that the Devil Race could be both righteous and wicked, but it had never said the Devil Race could become so wicked that they would wage war against their own clan's foundations!
"Mo Ye... haven't