At this moment, the heavens and earth froze, the surrounding chaotic space-time remained stationary, and from afar, it seemed like this was not a real world but merely a painting.
Chen Yuan widened his eyes, as if gazing through endless time and space, witnessing the true visage of the Great Chu's Grand Ancestor. His appearance was ordinary, his stature common, but his eyes radiated sheer authority.
It was as if no one in the world could act recklessly before him, confident in his ability to sweep away all enemies.
The sharp energy pierced the skin, deep into the bone, but neither Chen Yuan nor the Grand Ancestor seemed to care. Their gazes met, as if encompassing all things in the world.
A gentle breeze brushed against the cheek once more, and the God Slaying Spear that could pierce Chen Yuan's physical body made no further movement, as a phantom figure slowly coalesced behind Chen Yuan.
The figure's form, appearance, and presence were identical to the Grand Ancestor.
