After all, the gap between a Nascent Soul late-stage great cultivator and a Nascent Soul middle-stage cultivator was by no means slight.
Not only was the quantity and purity of their true essence at least fifty percent greater, but their comprehension and application of the laws of heaven and earth were as far apart as heaven and earth, enough to utterly overwhelm the other.
Many Nascent Soul middle-stage cultivators could not even condense a single wisp of the power of laws, possessing only scattered traces of rules;
A great cultivator had to condense at least three wisps of the power of laws! Stronger ones could even combine three wisps into a single thread of rules, or even more.
For example, Xiao Canglan, who had been at the Nascent Soul peak back then, had condensed three threads of rules and then undergone one transformation of his water-element rules!
They could completely thrash their opponents.
Moreover, when a great cultivator wanted to kill an ordinary Nascent Soul True Lord, even if their nascent soul left their body and shifted away, the great cultivator had plenty of methods involving rules to deal with them, even without a supreme treasure to restrain their nascent soul.
And this time, Qing Chen had spent millions upon millions of spirit stones to activate the trial, but his fundamental purpose was not to clear it.
Rather, on the eve of ending his seclusion, he wanted to use these superb opportunities for pressure in combat to thoroughly temper himself, master his vastly increased strength, and familiarize himself with applying the power of laws in higher-level actual combat.
The best way to become familiar with his combat strength was to exchange blows with experts repeatedly. That had always been his thinking.
Thus, this was already the third time he had