The Law of Strength?
Chen Chang'an has comprehended the Law of Strength?
Impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
What level is he even at?
Just a Golden Immortal—how could he possibly wield such power?
"Don't try to deceive me."
"I won't be intimidated by you," Qin Shengtian said coldly.
"Intimidate you?"
"I have no such interest."
Chen Chang'an sneered, and in the next moment, he appeared right in front of Qin Shengtian, throwing a direct punch.
Feeling the force behind Chen Chang'an's strike, Qin Shengtian's expression drastically changed. His body was sent flying backward like a kite with its string cut, the excruciating pain nearly knocking him unconscious.
He was a Celestial Emperor, his physical body incredibly resilient—yet Chen Chang'an had inflicted such severe damage with pure physical strength alone?
Could it be… he truly had comprehended the Law of Strength?
The Law of Strength—absolute force that shatters all techniques!
"Spare me!"
"I surrender!"
"Do whatever you want with me, just don’t kill me!"
After witnessing Chen Chang'an's terrifying power, Qin Shengtian had lost all will to resist. His only thought now was to beg for mercy and survive.
"Fine."
"What I want from you is simple."
"Die."
At these words, Qin Shengtian's face twisted in disbelief. Even after his surrender, Chen Chang'an had no intention of letting him live.
A Celestial Emperor—he was a Celestial Emperor! Didn’t Chen Chang'an want to recruit him? With Qin Shengtian under his command, he could have gained control over the entire Shengxian Dynasty.
A single word from him, and both Qin Shengtian and the Shengxian Dynasty would have fallen into his hands. How could he possibly resist such temptation?
Qin Shengtian couldn’t understand. He refused to believe anyone could reject such an offer—even the strongest faction in the Liuyun Domain, the Wuji Palace, would surely be tempted.
But before Qin Shengtian could say anything more, Chen Chang'an gave him no further chance.
Watching Qin Shengtian's soul scatter into nothingness, Chen Chang'an sighed helplessly.
"My limit."
"It seems this is the peak of my current strength."
Though Chen Chang'an had seemingly killed Qin Shengtian with ease, this was the full extent of his power. If he hadn’t first intimidated Qin Shengtian into abandoning all resistance, killing him so effortlessly wouldn’t have been possible.
Meanwhile, the Ancestor of the Qi Family stood dumbfounded. He had expected an intense battle, but it had ended far too quickly.
What the hell… were Celestial Emperors this weak?
Or was Chen Chang'an just absurdly overpowered?
"What’s with that look?"
"Got something on your mind?" Chen Chang'an asked, glancing at the Ancestor of the Qi Family.
"Tell me the truth."
"Did you really reincarnate?"
"Or did you find some supreme treasure and secretly train all these years?"
"How the hell are you this ridiculous?"
"A Celestial Emperor—he was a Celestial Emperor! And he died so pathetically?" The Ancestor of the Qi Family stared at Chen Chang'an in shock.
"Pathetic?"
"Didn’t he bring it upon himself?"
"I wasn’t even looking for him, yet he came after me. Was I supposed to go easy on him?"
"Relax, don’t be so surprised."
"Remember this—your big bro is just this strong."
Faced with Chen Chang'an's shameless boasting, the Ancestor of the Qi Family had no retort. After all, everything he said was true—it was just infuriatingly smug.
"So… are you really just a Golden Immortal?" the Ancestor of the Qi Family asked curiously.
"Not just a Golden Immortal—I’m even planning to compete in the Heavenly Pride Rankings."
The Heavenly Pride Rankings?
Under thirty thousand years old?
Holy shit!
Even if he had reincarnated, was it necessary to be this monstrous?
Under thirty thousand years old, yet overpowering a Celestial Emperor?
Qin Shengtian of the Shengxian Dynasty might not have been a peak-level Celestial Emperor, but he was at least around the third level of the Celestial Emperor realm.
At such heights, even a single level of difference meant a vast disparity in strength.
Take the Ancestor of the Qi Family, for example. Though he had broken through to the Celestial Emperor realm, he hadn’t made any progress in hundreds of thousands of years.
In fact, he might remain at this level until the day he died.
But then there was Chen Chang'an… The Ancestor of the Qi Family suddenly felt like a complete waste. In the eyes of others, he was a Celestial Emperor, a lofty figure revered by the Qi Family.
But comparing himself to Chen Chang'an? It was like comparing a pebble to a mountain.
"What’s going on? Is it over?"
"Are they not fighting anymore?"
"Probably not—there’s no more movement."
"Damn, I thought my life was about to end."
"That aura earlier was terrifying."
The sudden return to peace left everyone sighing in relief. No one wanted their home to become a battleground for powerful experts—collateral damage was inevitable.
A battle between Celestial Emperors would devastate the land, affecting countless lives and regions, especially those at the center of the conflict. None would survive.
"Ancestor, which Celestial Emperor came earlier?"
"Has he left already?"
"Left?" The Ancestor of the Qi Family scoffed. "Yes, he’s left—permanently."
"The one who came wasn’t a Celestial Emperor from our Liuyun Domain."
Not from the Liuyun Domain? Then why come here?
"Ancestor, did he flee in fear of your power?"
"Flee?" The Ancestor of the Qi Family glared at his clansman in displeasure. "If you don’t know how to flatter, keep your mouth shut."
"Do I have that kind of strength?"
"Do you think a Celestial Emperor would fear me?"
"If you want answers, ask him—he was the one who fought the Celestial Emperor."
The Qi Family’s question had embarrassed the Ancestor. Though both were Celestial Emperors, the other party had only hesitated due to the Qi Family’s status in the Liuyun Domain, not because of the Ancestor’s cultivation.
Otherwise, there wouldn’t have been so much talk earlier.
In the end, it all came down to inferior strength.
"Chen… Chen Chang'an fought him?"
"But… we didn’t sense much of a disturbance."
"Senior, how did you fight him?"
"Senior…"
The Qi Family members bombarded him with questions. Chen Chang'an exhaled calmly and said, "When you reach the pinnacle of power, you’ll understand."
"Sometimes, you don’t need a grand spectacle to kill your enemy."
"The only requirement is absolute superiority."
"Take your time—I believe in you."
"You’ll get there someday."
With that, Chen Chang'an turned and walked away.
Watching his retreating figure, the Qi Family members exchanged bewildered glances.
"Killed your enemy?"
"Killed?"
He actually killed a Celestial Emperor?
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