In truth, Qing Chen had played a little trick. The Power of Laws the Immortal-Burying Coffin could originally wield amounted to only one Rules Thread and roughly three additional wisps.
He had blended those three wisps of Power of Laws into the imposing presence of another Rules Thread, then bolstered it with the power of the six Demon Banners and the Demon Lotus Platform. Only then had he frightened Feng Jiuling, for the Black Bird Heaven-Bearing Sect also had a Demon Lotus Holy Son, and Feng Jiuling knew all too well how terrifying this thing was.
Above all, the sight of Qing Chen breaking through in a battle of life and death had been too terrifying. Feng Jiuling thought he might as well let him severely wound Penglai True Lord and deepen their enmity. Perhaps he would even become entangled in some karma with the Dao sects...
He had never considered that Qing Chen might kill Penglai True Lord. That was hardly realistic. How could a veteran Great Cultivator be so easy to kill?
In any case, the Black Bird Heaven-Bearing Sect held a special position. As one of the Four Symbols Heavenly Gate, it had rendered great service to the Nanhua Realm. The Sunset Glow Dao Sect, mindful of the bigger picture, would not do anything to them.
"Clinging like a medicinal plaster." The cold gleam in Qing Chen's eyes intensified.
He had broken through to the Nascent Soul Middle Stage and mastered the Lawless Devil Aspect and Five Elements Void-Breaking. He needed a sufficiently substantial whetstone to fully adapt to his soaring strength and speed.
The gravely wounded, fleeing Penglai True Lord could not have been more suitable.
The two fought across the distance as they swept over tens of thousands of miles of sea.
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