"Not bad."
A flicker of surprise passed through the Western Heaven Battle Emperor's eyes.
Of course.
That surprise was not directed at Lu Yuan.
Strictly speaking, Lu Yuan's ability to block that attack had indeed fallen within the Western Heaven Battle Emperor's expectations. Though he had attacked with full force, without using spiritual arts or Secret Techniques, a full-force ordinary strike could not kill a Heavenly Sovereign. If an Earth Supreme fled without regard for anything else, there was also a slim chance they could survive.
Thus, this move was merely a threshold.
If you got past it, you were qualified to fight me.
If you did not, whether you lived or died depended on fate.
If you survived by luck, I would not pursue the matter.
If you died, that had nothing to do with me.
After all, before doing anything, one had to make some mental preparations. Though those preparations might not necessarily be useful, one at least had to possess that awareness. Put simply, one had to be prepared to bear the consequences.
This was common sense for an adult.
Yet, Lu Yuan had used a palm condensed from Spatial Power to block that attack, while keeping his aura at the Eighth Grade Supreme level throughout. The spiritual energy he released was also all within the range an Eighth Grade Supreme should possess. That was truly exceedingly rare—and exceedingly remarkable.
After all, this meant that Lu Yuan had used the cultivation of an Eighth Grade Supreme to withstand an attack capable of severely injuring or even killing an Earth Supreme. Moreover, it was not difficult to see that Lu Yuan had not used any spiritual art.
It was equivalent to trading ordinary attacks.
Of course.
Although the Western Heaven Battle Emperor had offered praise.
He also understood.