In the blink of an eye, a black crack rapidly engulfed the eerie old man who had no time to react and let out a furious roar,
"Damn it, what the hell are you."
It seemed to say that Chen Yuan's origins were not simple, possibly involving Divine Skills like those of the void. Without a formidable heritage, even reaching the realm of Martial Vault, it would still be difficult to touch the threshold.
But his roaring was quickly silenced as the black crack closed, and Chen Yuan imprisoned him in the Heaven Pot.
After doing all this, Chen Yuan's pupils flickered intensely.
The old man's methods were indeed strange; shedding his skin and fleeing when attacked, and within a breath, he launched three killing moves, yet the other party seemed unscathed.
This was something Chen Yuan had never encountered before.
If he didn't have a means of imprisonment like the Heaven Pot Skill, he really couldn't have dealt with the opponent.