In a world with superhuman cultivators.
Exterminating a clan was truly only a matter of strength.
It did not matter how many people there were.
As long as one was strong enough, a single person could carry out a clan extermination.
Even the Implication of Nine Generations.
One person could do it too.
But what mattered even more was...
Gathering the old forces...
That was right, gathering the old forces...
It sounded funny. Of course, the truth itself was indeed funny. But no matter how funny it was, facts were facts. They would not change just because they were amusing or not; they existed objectively.
Before the battle began, Lu Yuan had not been confident either.
He had not been sure whether he could defeat the Western Heaven Battle Emperor.
He had even planned out what to do after losing.
After all, considering defeat before victory was the mindset a smart person ought to have.
Perhaps it was not especially clever.
But at the very least, it meant one's intelligence had not fallen below the bottom line.
Therefore, to avoid meaningless losses, Lu Yuan had told Luo Li to send Luo Cang and the others far away. He understood the strength of Earth Supremes, and he also understood the strength of some Spirit Grade Heavenly Sovereigns. After all, five hundred years ago, he had fought many battles—some against Earth Supremes, and others as sparring matches against certain Heavenly Sovereigns from the Five Ancient Clans. Naturally, he could not use the Years Blade or Red Dust Threads in a sparring match. Otherwise, he would be looking to make enemies and courting death. Still, Lu Yuan had a relatively clear understanding of a Spirit Grade Heavenly Sovereign's destructive power. It was truly not something Luo Cang and the others could withstand. Even