In terms of paper data, Chen An didn't have much advantage against the Law King.
After all, he was too old, at this age, he couldn't possibly beat the Law King, a young and strong successor.
Especially since the other party was so unethical, often using means such as sneak attacks.
So from the very beginning, Chen An understood that his only chance to defeat his opponent was with that move.
Ice sealing a thousand miles away, this was the martial art spirit he acquired from the Song Taizu's relics, its power even among the innate was considered top-notch.
Chen An was certain that even at his peak, taking such a blow would not end well for him, he would most likely be killed on the spot.
This was his ace in the hole.
But then a problem arose.
Having the big move was one thing, but actually hitting someone with it was another.
It was a well-known fact that if you couldn't hit the target with your big move, it was as good as not using it at all.
And compared to others, Chen An was at a disadvantage in terms of his condition.
While others could use their big move once and then maybe go into cooldown or at most suffer some injuries, it was different for him.
In his current state, Chen An felt that if he unleashed this move, without any unexpected circumstances, he would most likely perish.
In other words, he only had one chance.
How to ensure that this one hit could accurately strike and not be avoided by the opponent, this was the problem Chen An had to consider.
It was essential to ensure that the strike landed and hit accurately.
Otherwise, merely grazing the opponent might leave them partially disabled or gravely injured, but it wouldn't serve any purpose.
With the formidable innate strength, as long as the opponent had a breath left, they would still be the best in the world.
Why else would the opponent want to kill Chen An?
Because only he could threaten another innate.
And coincidentally, this was the perfect opportunity.
Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Chen An's face, his expression gradually becoming peaceful and calm.
But to the Law King across from him, his smile was extremely terrifying.
"Let go!"
Facing Chen An's gaze, feeling the immense sense of danger in his heart, he roared and tried his best to break free.
But it was too late.
Everything had already happened.
The vast martial spirit enveloped the area, exploding with a loud bang.
Then in the distance, countless people raised their heads and saw a strange scene.
On the distant mountain peak, a powerful aura exploded, a terrifying torrent descended from the sky, spreading mightily below.
In an instant, the huge mountain peak collapsed directly, followed by a sky full of mysterious ice energy swirling, shrouding the area in a snowy wilderness.
In an instant, the sky lost its color, large patches of the earth covered by the condensed ice crystals, with the strong aura lingering within, making it impossible for anyone to approach.
Even if it was just a slight aftermath, it still contained extremely enormous energy, ready to explode at any moment.
Even the Law King standing there would feel bone-chilling cold.
The terrifying force shook everyone's mind, leaving them unable to react.
And in the center of that torrent, where were Chen An and the Law King?
They had long since disappeared.
In the center, needless to say, the Law King had to directly face all the impact head-on, instantly being killed on the spot, his body being crushed into fragments, unable to die any further.
The phrase "powder to ashes" was the best description for his current state.
As for Chen An?
Naturally, he was also dead.
He was already close to the end of his life, and in this state, using such a terrifying technique drained all the power from his body.
After that blow, he had no more perception.
If one were to consider it seriously, he only lived a few breaths longer than the Law King, barely surviving a little longer.
In the end, both sides were injured.
But considering their age, it was clear that Chen An had won.
After all, he was supposed to die, and in the end, he could still hold his own against an innate who was at the peak of his power before dying, no matter how you looked at it, he didn't lose out.
Not bad at all.
Consciousness engulfed in darkness, gradually falling into a hazy state.
After his death, Chen An's consciousness became hazy, no longer able to sense any vivid existence.
Only after a considerable amount of time had passed, his consciousness gradually returned, awakening once again.
Subconsciously, he opened his eyes and looked forward.
Before him was a very familiar sight.
Dimly lit room, with a few night pearls shining here and there, creating a dim atmosphere.
With this faint light, Chen An could barely make out the surroundings.
Simply put, this seemed to be a cultivation room, arranged harmoniously in all aspects, very pleasing to Chen An's aesthetics, making him nod in approval.
The owner of this room had good taste.
But slowly, he began to feel that something was off.
The place was nice, but why did it seem so familiar?
After a moment of confusion, Chen An finally realized.
"I'm back?"
He finally understood the situation.
It was inevitable.
In that other world, he had spent nearly two hundred years.
This time was longer than the combined lifetimes of Chen An's two generations.
The accumulation of memories made his recollection of the past hazy.
Fortunately, his memory was still good, and he finally remembered and understood his current state.
Obviously, his projection in that world had died, so his consciousness had returned to his original body.
In other words, he was now in the Bai family's cultivation chamber?
Chen An realized.
No wonder everything seemed so agreeable, fitting his aesthetic taste.
It turns out the owner was himself.
Confirming his return, Chen An pondered for a moment, then rose from his spot to begin inspecting and testing various aspects.
There was no way around it.
He had already tried out the template's skill boosts and predictions quite a bit, but this projection function was something he had only used for the first time.
There were still many blank areas that needed more understanding.
And now was the time to do so.
"The flow of time isn't static, but the ratio should be different."
Chen An looked at the candle that had burned out long ago, first confirming the issue of time.
It seemed that while he was projecting, time in the main world where his body was had been passing, but at a different speed.
This ratio was probably exaggerated. While several decades had passed there, only a few days had passed here.
How could he be sure of this?
Because Chen An could feel that he was very hungry.
He had noticed as soon as he returned that his body was frighteningly hungry, as if he hadn't eaten for years.
Considering this feeling of hunger, even as his consciousness left, his body was still functioning normally.
So, he would still be hungry, to the point of possibly starving to death.
But based on the fact that he was just very hungry and hadn't starved to death yet, the time ratio between the main world and the Da Hua world was probably different.
Ah, in order to distinguish between them easily, Chen An had given names to the two worlds.
The world his body was in was called the main world, and the world where the projection was placed was called the Da Hua world, in honor of Cheng Zheng and the others.
"Is the time ratio fixed, or does it differ due to the different projection worlds?"
Sitting in place, Chen An silently pondered, "If I continue to project in the future, will I project into the Da Hua world or elsewhere?"
Questions lingered in his mind.
But these questions could not be answered.
There was no way, the sample size was too small.
To find out the answers, Chen An would have to project several times in the future.
But from his experience in this projection, this so-called projection was not without risk.
The biggest risk was starving to death.
Although martial artists could withstand hunger better than ordinary people, they weren't at the level of fasting.
Even so-called innate martial artists needed to eat, it was just that they could endure hunger for a longer period.
Judging from this projection, if Chen An inadvertently stayed in the projection world for too long, he might still be at risk of starving to death?
This was somewhat uncomfortable.
Not dying on the battlefield, only to starve to death at home.
Although Chen An had come to terms with life and death, the thought of such a scene still felt terrifying.
If that were to happen, he would probably become famous right away.
Instantly died while sitting at home!
Chen An shook his head, trying to drive away that thought from his mind.
And at that moment, the subtitles in front of him began to flicker.
It was familiar subtitles, similar to the simulation time.
Skipping the beginning, Chen An looked at the end.
"Your projection has ended."
"You've gained Source Energy: 320 points."
"Three hundred and twenty?"
Staring at the number, Chen An's eyes lit up, "Not bad at all."
The harvest from the projection was indeed stronger than the simulation.
How much Source Energy did he usually get from a simulation?
It was usually in the double digits or at most thirty points even with the most successful attempt.
Now after a projection, he had over three hundred points, which was ten to twenty times more than before.
Three hundred and twenty points of Source Energy, this harvest combined with what Chen An had collected and acquired in the Da Hua world, was quite substantial.
This time was definitely a big win.
And this was not all.
As the subtitles in front of him disappeared, more prompts appeared.
"Would you like to retrieve the projection?"
The faint font in front of him suggested.
"Retrieve the projection?"
Projection could be retrieved?
Chen An was taken aback, he had never expected this.
He really wanted to know how this projection retrieval worked, so after a brief reflection, he quickly confirmed his choice.
Then, Chen An's vision began to change.
A strange transformation began to take place.
Vaguely, he seemed to sense the existence of another self.
Without a doubt, this existence was his projection.
In the Da Hua world, his projection had already died, leaving behind only a nearly skeletal corpse, looking emaciated, as if a starving old man who had died.
The reason it appeared so miserable was that the martial spirit Chen An used before his death had drained all the vitality from his body, resulting in this appearance.
But as his consciousness returned, this dead body began to change.
First, his fingers began to tremble slowly, then his eyes opened wide, a pair of deep and dead eyes looking towards the sky.
It was a strange feeling.
It was as if his consciousness was trapped in a corpse, aware of itself, but unable to freely control the body.
Because this body was essentially dead, its movements couldn't be as agile.
But soon, this feeling completely disappeared.
Under Chen An's gaze, his body began to slowly melt, eventually disappearing on the spot.
In the next moment, his consciousness returned to his body.
An inexplicable warmth flowed into his body, spreading out.
"What is this."
In terms of paper data, Chen An didn't have much advantage against the Law King.
After all, he was too old, at this age, he couldn't possibly beat the Law King, a young and strong successor.
Especially since the other party was so unethical, often using means such as sneak attacks.
So from the very beginning, Chen An understood that his only chance to defeat his opponent was with that move.
Ice sealing a thousand miles away, this was the martial art spirit he acquired from the Song Taizu's relics, its power even among the innate was considered top-notch.
Chen An was certain that even at his peak, taking such a blow would not end well for him, he would most likely be killed on the spot.
This was his ace in the hole.
But then a problem arose.
Having the big move was one thing, but actually hitting someone with it was another.
It was a well-known fact that if you couldn't hit the target with your big move, it was as good as not using it at all.
And compared to others, Chen An was at a disadvantage in terms of his condition.
While others could use their big move once and then maybe go into cooldown or at most suffer some injuries, it was different for him.
In his current state, Chen An felt that if he unleashed this move, without any unexpected circumstances, he would most likely perish.
In other words, he only had one chance.
How to ensure that this one hit could accurately strike and not be avoided by the opponent, this was the problem Chen An had to consider.
It was essential to ensure that the strike landed and hit accurately.
Otherwise, merely grazing the opponent might leave them partially disabled or gravely injured, but it wouldn't serve any purpose.
With the formidable innate strength, as long as the opponent had a breath left, they would still be the best in the world.
Why else would the opponent want to kill Chen An?
Because only he could threaten another innate.
And coincidentally, this was the perfect opportunity.
Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Chen An's face, his expression gradually becoming peaceful and calm.
But to the Law King across from him, his smile was extremely terrifying.
"Let go!"
Facing Chen An's gaze, feeling the immense sense of danger in his heart, he roared and tried his best to break free.
But it was too late.
Everything had already happened.
The vast martial spirit enveloped the area, exploding with a loud bang.
Then in the distance, countless people raised their heads and saw a strange scene.
On the distant mountain peak, a powerful aura exploded, a terrifying torrent descended from the sky, spreading mightily below.
In an instant, the huge mountain peak collapsed directly, followed by a sky full of mysterious ice energy swirling, shrouding the area in a snowy wilderness.
In an instant, the sky lost its color, large patches of the earth covered by the condensed ice crystals, with the strong aura lingering within, making it impossible for anyone to approach.
Even if it was just a slight aftermath, it still contained extremely enormous energy, ready to explode at any moment.
Even the Law King standing there would feel bone-chilling cold.
The terrifying force shook everyone's mind, leaving them unable to react.
And in the center of that torrent, where were Chen An and the Law King?
They had long since disappeared.
In the center, needless to say, the Law King had to directly face all the impact head-on, instantly being killed on the spot, his body being crushed into fragments, unable to die any further.
The phrase "powder to ashes" was the best description for his current state.
As for Chen An?
Naturally, he was also dead.
He was already close to the end of his life, and in this state, using such a terrifying technique drained all the power from his body.
After that blow, he had no more perception.
If one were to consider it seriously, he only lived a few breaths longer than the Law King, barely surviving a little longer.
In the end, both sides were injured.
But considering their age, it was clear that Chen An had won.
After all, he was supposed to die, and in the end, he could still hold his own against an innate who was at the peak of his power before dying, no matter how you looked at it, he didn't lose out.
Not bad at all.
Consciousness engulfed in darkness, gradually falling into a hazy state.
After his death, Chen An's consciousness became hazy, no longer able to sense any vivid existence.
Only after a considerable amount of time had passed, his consciousness gradually returned, awakening once again.
Subconsciously, he opened his eyes and looked forward.
Before him was a very familiar sight.
Dimly lit room, with a few night pearls shining here and there, creating a dim atmosphere.
With this faint light, Chen An could barely make out the surroundings.
Simply put, this seemed to be a cultivation room, arranged harmoniously in all aspects, very pleasing to Chen An's aesthetics, making him nod in approval.
The owner of this room had good taste.
But slowly, he began to feel that something was off.
The place was nice, but why did it seem so familiar?
After a moment of confusion, Chen An finally realized.
"I'm back?"
He finally understood the situation.
It was inevitable.
In that other world, he had spent nearly two hundred years.
This time was longer than the combined lifetimes of Chen An's two generations.
The accumulation of memories made his recollection of the past hazy.
Fortunately, his memory was still good, and he finally remembered and understood his current state.
Obviously, his projection in that world had died, so his consciousness had returned to his original body.
In other words, he was now in the Bai family's cultivation chamber?
Chen An realized.
No wonder everything seemed so agreeable, fitting his aesthetic taste.
It turns out the owner was himself.
Confirming his return, Chen An pondered for a moment, then rose from his spot to begin inspecting and testing various aspects.
There was no way around it.
He had already tried out the template's skill boosts and predictions quite a bit, but this projection function was something he had only used for the first time.
There were still many blank areas that needed more understanding.
And now was the time to do so.
"The flow of time isn't static, but the ratio should be different."
Chen An looked at the candle that had burned out long ago, first confirming the issue of time.
It seemed that while he was projecting, time in the main world where his body was had been passing, but at a different speed.
This ratio was probably exaggerated. While several decades had passed there, only a few days had passed here.
How could he be sure of this?
Because Chen An could feel that he was very hungry.
He had noticed as soon as he returned that his body was frighteningly hungry, as if he hadn't eaten for years.
Considering this feeling of hunger, even as his consciousness left, his body was still functioning normally.
So, he would still be hungry, to the point of possibly starving to death.
But based on the fact that he was just very hungry and hadn't starved to death yet, the time ratio between the main world and the Da Hua world was probably different.
Ah, in order to distinguish between them easily, Chen An had given names to the two worlds.
The world his body was in was called the main world, and the world where the projection was placed was called the Da Hua world, in honor of Cheng Zheng and the others.
"Is the time ratio fixed, or does it differ due to the different projection worlds?"
Sitting in place, Chen An silently pondered, "If I continue to project in the future, will I project into the Da Hua world or elsewhere?"
Questions lingered in his mind.
But these questions could not be answered.
There was no way, the sample size was too small.
To find out the answers, Chen An would have to project several times in the future.
But from his experience in this projection, this so-called projection was not without risk.
The biggest risk was starving to death.
Although martial artists could withstand hunger better than ordinary people, they weren't at the level of fasting.
Even so-called innate martial artists needed to eat, it was just that they could endure hunger for a longer period.
Judging from this projection, if Chen An inadvertently stayed in the projection world for too long, he might still be at risk of starving to death?
This was somewhat uncomfortable.
Not dying on the battlefield, only to starve to death at home.
Although Chen An had come to terms with life and death, the thought of such a scene still felt terrifying.
If that were to happen, he would probably become famous right away.
Instantly died while sitting at home!
Chen An shook his head, trying to drive away that thought from his mind.
And at that moment, the subtitles in front of him began to flicker.
It was familiar subtitles, similar to the simulation time.
Skipping the beginning, Chen An looked at the end.
"Your projection has ended."
"You've gained Source Energy: 320 points."
"Three hundred and twenty?"
Staring at the number, Chen An's eyes lit up, "Not bad at all."
The harvest from the projection was indeed stronger than the simulation.
How much Source Energy did he usually get from a simulation?
It was usually in the double digits or at most thirty points even with the most successful attempt.
Now after a projection, he had over three hundred points, which was ten to twenty times more than before.
Three hundred and twenty points of Source Energy, this harvest combined with what Chen An had collected and acquired in the Da Hua world, was quite substantial.
This time was definitely a big win.
And this was not all.
As the subtitles in front of him disappeared, more prompts appeared.
"Would you like to retrieve the projection?"
The faint font in front of him suggested.
"Retrieve the projection?"
Projection could be retrieved?
Chen An was taken aback, he had never expected this.
He really wanted to know how this projection retrieval worked, so after a brief reflection, he quickly confirmed his choice.
Then, Chen An's vision began to change.
A strange transformation began to take place.
Vaguely, he seemed to sense the existence of another self.
Without a doubt, this existence was his projection.
In the Da Hua world, his projection had already died, leaving behind only a nearly skeletal corpse, looking emaciated, as if a starving old man who had died.
The reason it appeared so miserable was that the martial spirit Chen An used before his death had drained all the vitality from his body, resulting in this appearance.
But as his consciousness returned, this dead body began to change.
First, his fingers began to tremble slowly, then his eyes opened wide, a pair of deep and dead eyes looking towards the sky.
It was a strange feeling.
It was as if his consciousness was trapped in a corpse, aware of itself, but unable to freely control the body.
Because this body was essentially dead, its movements couldn't be as agile.
But soon, this feeling completely disappeared.
Under Chen An's gaze, his body began to slowly melt, eventually disappearing on the spot.
In the next moment, his consciousness returned to his body.
An inexplicable warmth flowed into his body, spreading out.
"What is this."
