Some laws were so powerful that they could turn even the most ordinary farmer into an incomparable expert.
Other laws were so weak that they could barely serve to create a gentle breeze on a hot day.
And then there was a third type of law, laws that were beyond the control of the heavens.
Qingyi's primordial chaos flames were part of this third type, something that could overcome a heavenly tribulation on its own.
The moment Qingyi felt the law of Jiantian, he understood: that law was part of the third type.
The space around him distorted violently and the heaven-defying thunder sword was almost knocked out of his hands, forcing him to hold on to it with all his might.
Jiantian's law was linked to the control of space and he was at that very moment trying to use this power to tear Qingyi's body apart, creating horrible spatial distortions.
