Hearing Chen Gang say this, the Taijin God Emperor merely smiled. It was no easy thing to make one genius willingly concede defeat to another. It was even harder when that genius had already mastered divine arts.
The crowd continued watching, offering comments from time to time.
As the saying went, one could not go three sentences without returning to one's profession. For Martial Gods, martial arts were always on their lips; they were the pursuit of their entire lives.
The crowd watched as though enjoying a spectacle. Fan Lang endured the Black Ice Tribulation and traveled a long way before encountering a new tribulation, one even stronger than the Black Ice Tribulation.
This time, it was the Barren Sand Tribulation. It whipped up a violent sandstorm, and anything touched by the sand rapidly turned to sand itself. If a person were swept into it, they would become a lifeless sand statue in the blink of an eye, only to be scattered by the wind.
Different tribulations required different methods of response.
Fan Lang changed tactics this time. A curtain of light erupted around him, containing endless mysteries. When the yellow sand struck it, it was actually assimilated in reverse, turning into countless tiny points of light that merged into the curtain.
Even if both were light, their fundamental natures could differ vastly.
The Taijin God Emperor saw that the curtain of light around Fan Lang was extraordinary. Some of its mysteries were things even he had never seen before, and he clicked his tongue in amazement. Before everyone, he declared that this was an immensely powerful method, worthy of dedicating one's entire life to studying.
The Barren Sand Tribulation still failed to stop Fan Lang.
After that, all manner of tribulations descended, each with different dangers. At times, two