"This Spiritual Energy…" As the many gazes filled with terror, Chen Fei narrowed his eyes, fixating on Yan Zhen's body. He could gradually feel the pressure from the fluctuations of Spiritual Energy. With his sharp perception, he could naturally tell that the Spiritual Energy Yan Zhen cultivated was no ordinary force; it was a cut above the common Spiritual Energy of the same realm.
For people like them, whether Ancient Martial Artists or Qi Practitioners, a hair's breadth of deviation could lead to a thousand-mile error.
"ROAR!"
A low growl escaped Yan Zhen. His formidable and startling Hundred Battles Spiritual Energy surged like a thousand-strong army, its majestic presence tearing through the air. In the next instant, he fiercely stomped his foot. The already ruined main battle platform beneath him collapsed with a loud bang as the immense force blasted a deep crater into the ground.
