630: Chapter 630 The Power of Rules

Yan Wendao's pupils constricted violently.

"How is this possible?"

His voice sounded dry, as if squeezed from his throat.

"This Purple Heaven Thunderfire Gourd is an Innate Spirit Treasure; it can incinerate all things and break all Law Power! How could you possibly..."

Before he could finish speaking.

Qin Han raised his hand and struck out with his palm.

"Tear the Heavens and Split the Earth!"

A silver-white radiance exploded from his palm, like a blade of light that tore through heaven and earth, moving so fast that the naked eye could not capture it.

Wherever the silver light passed, space was torn into a ten-thousand-foot-long rift, the edges shimmering with a cold, eerie light. The earth was cleaved into a bottomless chasm, the walls smooth as a mirror, and the rubble was vaporized, leaving not even ashes behind.

Yan Wendao didn't even have time to dodge.

The silver light had arrived.

Bang—!

His entire body was sent flying backward as if struck by a mountain, blood spraying wildly from his mouth.

Mixed within the blood mist were dark red fragments—they were his internal organs.

His chest had collapsed, his robes were shredded, and broken bones were visible beneath his charred skin. After tumbling dozens of times in the air, he crashed heavily onto the ground, sliding to leave a long trail of blood.

"Brother Yan!" Liu Xuanyin was greatly alarmed. His figure flashed as he arrived beside Yan Wendao and pulled him up.

Yan Wendao's face was as pale as paper, blood still seeping from the corners of his mouth. He said in a weak voice: "Join forces, otherwise... no one will get out of here alive."

Liu Xuanyin gritted his teeth and looked up at the others.

Liu Tianci, Lu Bihe, True Lord Piaomiao... the dozen or so people exchanged glances and nodded simultaneously.

It wasn't that they wanted to fight, but that they had no choice.

"Form the formation!" Liu Xuanyin shouted.

The dozen people attacked at the same time. Law Power surged from all directions, spiritual light intertwined, and runes flowed, condensing in the air into a massive sword of Law Power.

The sword body was entirely transparent yet shimmered with a chilling light that made one's heart palpitate. The blade was covered in dense Law Power runes, each one emitting an aura capable of destroying heaven and earth.

The heavens and earth changed color.

Dark clouds surged from all directions, sunlight was completely swallowed, and the earth plunged into darkness.

Space also began to crack, and jet-black rifts spread through the Void Realm, with violent Void Power pouring out from the rifts, devouring everything around them.

"Immortal Slaughter Slash!"

The giant sword descended. Wherever it passed, space shattered inch by inch, leaving behind a trail burning with black flames.

Qin Han looked at the giant sword and tilted his head.

Then he raised his hand and spread his five fingers.

"Hand of Rules."

A massive palm was thrust out from his palm.

The palm was entirely silver-white, its five fingers like hooks, its palm lines like mountain ridges.

There was no fluctuation of Law Power, no explosion of spiritual light, only an invisible power of rules—that power transcended Law Power, transcended space, and transcended time, fast beyond comprehension.

The palm descended.

All Laws were broken.

The giant sword collided with the palm and shattered inch by inch; its spiritual light dimmed. The giant sword could not even withstand a single breath before the palm, turning into specks of light that dissipated in the wind.

The palm's momentum remained undiminished as it slapped down toward the dozen people.

Bang, bang, bang—!

The dozen people were all slapped away at once.

Some sprayed blood wildly from their mouths, some had their bodies crack, and others had their protective spiritual light shatter like paper.

Liu Tianci slammed into a mountain peak, causing it to collapse and bury him beneath the rubble.

Lu Bihe's body cracked; she lay on the ground, blood spilling from the corner of her mouth, her face deathly pale.

True Lord Piaomiao was struck on the shoulder by the palm wind; half his shoulder collapsed, leaving it a bloody mess.

Everyone was trembling.

Not from pain, but from fear.

"What kind of power is this?" someone asked, their voice trembling.

"The Dao... no, this is the power of rules!" Liu Xuanyin's voice was also shaking. "Does he... could he have mastered the power of rules?"

No one answered him.

Because no one knew the answer.

This was all thanks to the countless Heaven And Earth Treasures that many people had sent to the Heavenly Palace over the years, all of which you ended up feeding to Qin Han. You didn't handle a single one of those people's requests, but Qin Han's strength increased significantly.

Qin Han retracted his hand and stood on the devastated land. He looked down at his palm, then looked up at the figures struggling on the ground, and licked his lips.

"That move just now hurt a little!"

No one replied.

And they didn't know how to reply.

The Law Power condensed by over a dozen Void Refining Cultivators combined was already comparable to that of a Integration Stage Cultivator, yet it only hurt a little?

This was too demoralizing.

Yan Wendao struggled to climb up, his voice weak: "Flee separately."

This time, no one hesitated.

Liu Xuanyin pulled up Yan Wendao, his figure flashed, and he fled toward the east.

Liu Tianci rushed out from the rubble and fled toward the west.

True Lord Piaomiao gritted his teeth and crushed a Teleportation Talisman. With a flash of white light, he disappeared ten thousand miles away.

Lu Bihe climbed to her feet and fled toward the north without looking back.

Flashes of teleportation light appeared one after another, and space was torn open by one rift after another.

Qin Han did not hesitate.

He raised both hands and grabbed toward two directions simultaneously.

With a grab of his left hand, ten thousand miles away, True Lord Piaomiao's figure had just emerged from the Void Realm when his body suddenly stiffened—an invisible force surged from all directions, like an unseen giant hand, gripping him tightly and dragging him flying backward.

With a grab of his right hand in the other direction, Lu Bihe had just teleported ten thousand miles away when her body suddenly stalled, as if something had grabbed her by the neck, leaving her suspended in mid-air, struggling desperately.

"No—!"

Two screams rang out almost simultaneously.

True Lord Piaomiao struggled desperately, his Law Power surging wildly as he summoned a bronze ancient mirror. The light on the mirror's surface surged, transforming into a beam of light as thick as an arm, which he blasted toward his rear.

Qin Han didn't even look; he opened his mouth and blew, and the beam of light exploded in mid-air, scattering like fireworks.

Lu Bihe slapped her hands repeatedly, summoning dozens of beams of spiritual light to blast toward her rear. Qin Han didn't dodge or evade, letting those beams of light hit him, not even feeling an itch.

In the blink of an eye, the two were dragged before Qin Han.

One on the left and one on the right, they hung in mid-air like two chickens being held by the neck.

True Lord Piaomiao opened his mouth, wanting to beg for mercy—Qin Han opened his mouth and swallowed him in one gulp.

Crunchy.

A mist of blood exploded from his mouth; he hadn't even had time to scream.

Qin Han chewed twice, swallowed, licked his lips, and turned his head to look at Lu Bihe in his other hand.

Lu Bihe's face was deathly pale, her whole body trembling, her lips quivering: "No... don't... please..."

Qin Han tilted his head and looked at her, as if looking at a dish of food.

"You look so ugly."

He muttered.

Then he swallowed her in one gulp.

Crunchy.

Two mists of blood dissipated in his mouth one after the other.

Only dead silence remained between heaven and earth, along with the lingering scent of blood in the wind.

The remaining fugitives heard the commotion and looked back—True Lord Piaomiao was gone, Lu Bihe was gone, and that simpleton was licking his lips, looking around, which was terrifying.

Liu Tianci gritted his teeth and pushed his speed to the limit, not even bothering to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Liu Xuanyin supported Yan Wendao, not daring to even look back, desperately circulating his Void Power.

No one dared to look back.

No one dared to stop.

Qin Han stood in the center of the ruins, watching those fleeing figures, but did not pursue.

He licked his lips and muttered: "They run really fast."