The old man widened his eyes and looked at the green ash and black-and-white power intertwining between Han Muye's fingers.
Then, these two forces merged into one.
He knew that Han Muye seemed to have control over Immortal Venerable Minghe's life and death power.
He also saw Han Muye refining his own power.
But all of this was insignificant.
Before the rules, even the power of an Immortal Venerable was just child's play.
As the strongest person in the previous calamity, he had naturally mastered the rules.
It was just that the power of those rules had been stripped away and integrated into another body.
Otherwise, he would not have been killed in the previous calamity.
But now, he was actually witnessing a junior controlling the rules.
"The power of the calamity fuses with the rules," Han Muye's fingertip's green light flickered and pointed at the old man's palm, then he spoke softly.