“Si Kong, what a guy!”0

Chen Fan narrowed his eyes, his expression solemn as he watched Si Kong crush Mo Xue.0

The aura Si Kong exuded was nothing like that of a young elite. It felt more like the presence of an ancient monster, a being who had lived for millennia and seen through all things. It was as if an old soul resided within a youthful body; that was the unsettling impression Chen Fan received.0

Si Kong’s strikes looked simple but seemed to contain an indescribable profundity, an elegant condensation of the Great Dao into its purest form.0

Chen Fan wasn’t the only one who felt this way. Even the higher-ups and elders watching from the layered space sensed it even more acutely.0

“Heavenly Punishment,...0