Lin Ping'an's thoughts moved, manipulating various Powers of Rules, turning all attacks into nothingness.
His mastery far surpassed those Supreme Elders, making their attacks nothing but a joke to him.
Except for pure attacks with the Power of Heaven and Earth, any other attack mixed with rules depended on the degree of mastery.
Evidently, these beings of the Sixth Heaven, even if they mastered their realms to the limit, could only achieve a mastery rate of 69%.
While most of Lin Ping'an's mastery over the rules has exceeded 80%, surpassing them by two levels.
Dealing with these people is simply a piece of cake.
After the attacks disappeared, Lin Ping'an swept over with his Spiritual Power, and casually smoothed out the shattered space, restoring it to its original state.
Then, his tone, in its indifference, carried contempt.
"Rubble is rubble, it will never grace the halls of elegance!"
"A group of bastards dare to covet the Human Race Sacred Sword?"
