"Big Brother, how could this lowborn wretch's cultivation be so high? The Lower Realm shouldn't have produced someone like him!"
Chun Sheng asked Dong Yan, the horror in his eyes refusing to fade for a long while. It was not just him—the other three were equally shaken, and despair welled up within them. Facing Shen Yi as he was now, even Xia Chang did not dare claim he could defeat him.
Little Black had not shown himself during this battle. He and Little Red had been responsible for guarding these four descenders, a duty even more important than Shen Yi's battle outside. Yet out of concern, Little Black had opened a corner of the barrier, projecting the battle outside into this place. Thus, Dong Yan and the others had seen the entire battle with perfect clarity.
This battle had utterly overturned everything the four of them believed. They had thought the Lower Realm was merely a toy raised by the Upper Realm, a place where they could sweep through all opposition. Never had they expected the Lower Realm to possess so many exceptional geniuses. In terms of cultivation and combat strength, they might still lag far behind the Upper Realm's foremost prodigies, but they were enough to rival second-rate geniuses.
This battle—especially Shen Yi's performance—had left them trembling with fear. The talent Shen Yi displayed would have earned him a place even in the Upper Realm. Only now did they finally understand what sort of existence they had provoked.
"Are you all right?"
Once the battle ended, Shen Yi crossed the distance in just a few strides and came to Hong Ling's side. Seeing her somewhat pale face, his heart ached. Thankfully, Hong Ling had stalled for him at the end, giving him the chance to merge the Golden Core