The moment Ou Sheng's words fell, Yang Feng stepped forward, crossed the thousand-meter boundary, and staggered toward the nine-hundred-meter boundary.
Ou Sheng's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. Losing his composure, he cried, "How is this possible? How could he defeat his own replica so quickly?!"
Ou Sheng had remained before the Reflection Wall for three hundred years. During those three hundred years, he had fought his own replica almost without pause, advancing by leaps and bounds, yet he had been utterly unable to take another step forward. Yang Feng had actually defeated his replica so quickly—it was simply heaven-defying.
Wei Yang gave a bitter smile, a trace of envy flashing through his eyes. "A Child of the Universe truly cannot be judged by common sense."
Jealousy also flickered through Luo Yun's beautiful eyes as she sighed softly. "This is far too fast!"
If Yang Feng had stayed here for a year or two before making a breakthrough, Ou Sheng and the others could still have understood it. Yet in less than a single day, he had already crossed the thousand-meter boundary. It was simply heaven-defying.
Of course, this was also related to the terrifying Great Saint-rank computing power of the Level-6 intelligent optical brain network within Yang Feng.
With a mere thought, a Great Saint-rank powerhouse could deduce all manner of incomparably powerful spells.
Many of the mysterious, profound, and inconceivable secret methods of human Warlocks had been deduced by high-ranking Warlocks. Those Great Saint-rank powerhouses were even more like beings who knew all and could do all.
If any Great Saint-rank powerhouse descended upon a planet like Earth, they could effortlessly become the omniscient, omnipotent Only God, easily taking control of every affair on the entire planet. That near-omniscient, omnipotent ability depended upon their terrifying computational power.