"How is this possible?!"
Many spectators' expressions suddenly changed.
Jia Jian felt the same, his eyes filled with shock and his expression drastically altered.
Yet the invincible Sword Qi of Great True Monarch Jia Jian was unable to harm even a single hair on Chen Yuan. It was truly unthinkable!
Such a terrifying power fluctuation had never been seen by Jia Jian before.
He had only felt this kind of illusion when facing the Sect Leader and the Ancestor of his sect.
This feeling was as if it was irresistible!
"This world may seem vast to you,"
"but to me, it's still too small."
"The so-called prodigies, Sword Sons, Divine Sons, are merely a joke."
"If I wish, I could crush them with a raise of my hand."
Chen Yuan, with his hands behind his back, stepped across heaven and earth.
He was enveloped in Chaos Divine Light, step by step walking towards Jia Jian.
"Slash!"
