"He actually possesses eight different kinds of spiritual power!"
Even the War Emperor could not help but praise this sight.
The wonders of creation truly inspired awe.
Compared to the Great Thousand, the Lower Planes were barren and impoverished lands, yet they had still given birth to many extraordinary beings.
Then he took a step forward, his figure seeming to tear through space as he shot toward Lin Dong like lightning.
"But what does it matter if you possess many spiritual power attributes? Spirit Rank is Spirit Rank. Immortal Grade is not a gap you can make up for merely by having more types of spiritual power. No matter how many kinds you have, I shall break them all with a single force!"
"Devouring? Break!"
The War Emperor threw a punch, his iron-blooded and domineering War Spiritual Power transforming into a raging force storm that directly tore the sea of devouring to pieces.
"Thunder? Break!"
With a flip of his palm, the War Emperor's boundless War Spiritual Power transformed into a giant hand that blotted out the sky and struck down, smashing the sea of thunder to pieces as well.
"Flames!"
"Ice!"
"Life and death!"
"Break! Break! Break!"
One power after another was torn apart and shattered beneath his attacks.
Then, the War Emperor appeared before Lin Dong and ruthlessly pushed out a palm.
"Do you see? Before absolute power, all these flashy tricks are useless!" the War Emperor said calmly.
Although he was somewhat impressed that Lin Dong alone wielded eight different powers, there was even more scorn in his heart.
As everyone knew, possessing more powers did not necessarily mean one was stronger.
On the contrary, pursuing too many things without mastering any meant disorder, meant being mediocre at everything.
For an ordinary person, even one kind