Second Level of the Sword Domain

The ball of Origin Energy fused into Ye Chen's body, the black hole rapidly dispersed, and the Triple Heaven was restored in an instant. Below, Ye Chen's momentum soared without limit, so immense that even the Triple Heaven could not contain it.

"King-Level True Essence truly deserves its name. In terms of quality, it has increased fivefold. Below the Life and Death Realm, even those with peerless talent would find it extraordinarily difficult to make up for the gap in True Essence. Over a thousand years, only a handful of people could achieve it."

Raising his right hand like a blade, Ye Chen casually slashed.

With a tearing sound, space was ripped open into a pitch-black gash, from which Space Power spread.

"Condense!"

Ye Chen's Space Profundity had reached fifty percent. He easily kept the gash open as all the spreading Space Power condensed together, clinging to the edges of the gash and forming a simple frame.

Bang!

Space's restorative ability was simply too strong. After three breaths, the gash was still repaired, and the Space Power condensed into a frame was scattered once more.

"The Space Power I controlled just now was a little too little. If there had been more, it should have lasted longer." Shaking his head, Ye Chen's gaze fell upon the Masked Man again.

The Masked Man did not run. He knew perfectly well that running was useless. Ye Chen's combat strength was at least upper Three-Star, perhaps even peak Three-Star. Before this, his own combat strength had only been middle Three-Star, and now it had fallen to lower Three-Star. How could he possibly escape? The moment he fled, he would certainly die. He did not believe Ye Chen would spare him.

"I'll give you three breaths. If you can escape, I might spare your