Overriding the Heaven

That was all Chu Yan did.    

But at this moment, Qian Cheng, who was already several tens of meters away, felt as if his entire body, without a single thread, was thrown into a world of ice and snow.    

All the blood in his body seemed to have frozen.    

There was still no expression on Chu Yan's face.    

It was like facing an opponent of this level. To be precise, Qian Cheng was not even considered an opponent in his eyes.    

Does an adult need to show a joyful expression to pinch an ant to death?    

No need.    

That's the truth.    

Chu Yan raised his hand. The boiling blood and blazing flames had already engulfed him.    

His five fingers slightly curled.    

"Buzz ~ ~ ~"    

A loud boom echoed out.    

The blood and fire that had been rushing towards him suddenly stopped.    

Not only that, at this moment, Qian Cheng also felt a huge force suddenly attacking him from all directions.    

His body could no longer move. He just stopped in mid-air.    

What made Qian Cheng feel even more hopeless and terrifying was that the spirit energy in his body could no longer circulate.    

This gave him an unprecedented feeling of terror.    

What kind of monster was he facing!    

This guy is so strong, why does he only have Earth Origin Stage, and also have to mix in with the Horizon Sect Disciple!    

No sound came out. At this time, Qian Cheng saw that the sacred art he had created immediately dissipated.    

If not for the surrounding space still being distorted, Qian Cheng could not help but suspect whether or not he had used a sacred art.    

But soon, he was no longer in the mood to care about this problem.    

Because he saw Chu Yan in the distance; his arm pulled back a little.    

This action was as though a person had pulled a kite string.    

The range of his movements was very small, but in this instant, Qian Cheng felt himself fly towards Chu Yan with a speed faster than a shooting star.    

Because his speed was too fast and his strength was too ferocious, the trajectory that Qian Cheng had taken in midair could even be seen with the naked eye at this moment, as if it had existed since time immemorial.    

Amongst the large amount of rubble, Qian Cheng only had a badly mutilated head that was still exposed.    

Everything below the neck was buried in the ground. It was indescribable.    

For cultivators of the celestial mood stage, their spirit energy was dense, and their protective force was almost solid. If it were not for powerful abilities or treasures, it would be almost impossible to harm them.    

But just now, Chu Yan had only used the most ordinary of strengths to directly smash a celestial mood stage cultivator to death.    

Before this, Qian Cheng probably never would have thought that there would come a day when he would die under such a near impossible method.    

The sacred art that Qian Cheng released just now only melted and collapsed the surrounding space.    

However, because the process was extremely short, the damage caused was actually extremely limited.    

At most, it would only make people feel that what they saw was slightly distorted when they looked over.    

What caused the most damage was instead, Chu Yan threw Qian Cheng into the air as if he was a human sandbag.    

The floor of the palace, which was large enough to hold a thousand people, suddenly split apart.    

The distant rubble and earth were still rippling like water, constantly spreading and surging about.    

Those closest to him, such as Li Mo, Ma Cheng and the others, were all smashed into pieces by the impact of the explosion.    

As for Wusilanma and her, under Chu Yan's deliberate protection, they were not harmed in the slightest, and the ground did not even tremble from the impact.    

This feeling was like a heavy rain had fallen on an area, but in the end, there was a very small open area where not a single drop of rain touched. It was as if the entire area had been forgotten by the heavy rain.    

He turned and looked at Wusilanma and Puyang Yi, who frowned, and revealed a dissatisfied expression.    

He was not dissatisfied with Wusilanma and Puyang Yi's actions, but was instead dissatisfied with how he was able to protect the two of them.    

As I have yet to fully occupy this body, it was only an accident that I was able to come out this time. That is why I have temporarily compromised — This person behind the Gates of Hell is currently trying to console me.    

However, this consolation had no effect on him. Instead, it made him even more irritable.    

Why should I comfort myself?    

He had taken a fancy to this fellow's body and was determined to obtain it. His current actions were just a last-ditch effort.    

The so-called plan to deal with him was just a bluff.    

If that was the case, then why would she compromise with a weak chicken like him, who only had Earth Origin Stage?!    

I'm not afraid of anything!    

Chu Yan frowned even more.    

Obviously, the more he thought about a reason for his actions, the angrier he got.    

Was he going to kill the man and woman to prove that he wasn't afraid or worried?    

With that thought in mind, Chu Yan turned to look at Wusilanma and Puyang Yi.    

Wusilanma and Puyang Yi had not woken up yet, so they naturally did not notice Chu Yan's gaze that was filled with killing intent.    

Taking two steps forward, Chu Yan's right hand slowly clenched, causing his joints to emit crackling sounds.    

However, he only took two steps before he stopped. He then fiercely swung his fist and threw a punch towards the high platform in front of the palace.    

This punch was full of anger and embarrassment.    

The air shook violently, and in the next moment, the highest platform in the deepest part of the palace, along with the wall behind it, all disappeared.    

Disappeared without a sound.    

This scene was like throwing a flaming mountain into snow.    

There was no reason for the snow to melt in an instant.    

After this fist had been punched out, the anger in Chu Yan's heart lessened by quite a bit.    

He was no longer hesitant about killing Wusilanma and Puyang Yi. Instead, he stood up straight and looked at the wall that he had broken.    

Red light shone from behind the wall.    

This light was like water. At first, it was only a little, but gradually, it began to flow out.    

Chu Yan's face revealed an impatient expression, as a "En" came out from his nose.    

In an instant, the red light increased its speed tenfold!    

A moment later, a blood red ruyi that was about a foot long flew straight in front of Chu Yan from inside the big hole and stopped in midair.    

Chu Yan's gaze swept over it, the blood red ruyi, suddenly trembled, as though it had intelligence, and was afraid.    

"Heh, what a crappy thing." Chu Yan snorted from his nose.    

The blood colored ruyi trembled even more violently, but it didn't dare to escape.    

It seemed to understand that the cultivator in front of it right now occupied the soul of its body, and was an existence that it could not afford to provoke.    

At this moment, even if he was looked down upon, he should still be grateful.    

This was because the opponent had at least glanced at him.    

"Trash like him is actually treated as a treasure."    

When he thought about how the female zombie had tried to peer into her heart just so that this Blood-colored ruyi wouldn't be touched by anyone else, the flames of fury that had already been extinguished in Chu Yan's eyes once again burned fiercely.    

This kind of feeling was like someone wanting to buy a murder for a single copper coin. The killer actually accepted the price because he felt that it was a fair price.    

For the victim, a single copper coin was enough to buy her life. If this wasn't a humiliation, then what was it?    

Chu Yan reached out his hand, about to crush the Blood-colored ruyi.