This scene made the scalps of countless onlookers prickle, a bone-deep horror causing their limbs to tremble.
Chen Yang had an impressive, glorious past, but Gu Liangren was different. He came from Biluo Sword Valley on Yuning Mountain, part of a reclusive family that eschewed worldly affairs to focus on cultivation. In terms of wealth, they perhaps couldn't compare to the four great royal clans, but when it came to the number of powerful experts and resources for training Fist Masters, the latter could not hold a candle to them.
Putting aside Gu Liangren's status in Biluo Sword Valley, the fact that this man, not yet thirty-five, could claim the title of a master of swordsmanship spoke volumes of his extraordinary strength. Yet, when Gu Liangren attacked with all his might, fueled by rage, Chen Yang didn't even shift in his chair. He easily dodged the prized Longsword, and with that very blade, nailed Gu Liangren to the floor.
