As Ji Xiaoyu was shocked by Zhang Buku's strength, above the sea of clouds, Zhang Buku stood in his tattered robes, the earth seeming not vast enough before him, the layer upon layer of cloud-sea circling around him like blazing arrogance.
Xu You stood atop the highest layer of the cloud-sea, his green robe fluttering in the wind. He seemed to be standing in a sea of fire, while his gaze stayed fixed on Zhang Buku, his eyes filled with complexity.
These past few days, while comprehending the Hongmeng Golden Body, he had gained many insights, but his insights were completely incomparable to Zhang Buku's.
Today, Zhang Buku had even cultivated a dharma idol, leaving him no mind for his own cultivation as he began observing Zhang Buku's physique.
Previously, when he had learned from Emperor Bone Mystic Profound Venerable how powerful the Hongmeng Golden Body was, he had been half-believing, half-doubting, feeling that a method of body cultivation could not possibly bring someone such a great transformation.
But seeing it today, he believed.
This was no longer a cultivation technique. It was wholly a kind of fortune wrought by creation!
He could sense the terrifying power inside Zhang Buku that could not be suppressed, and even his own magic power had somewhat congealed. He could not imagine what a terrifying figure Zhang Buku would become once he erupted with his full strength.
"Could it be that I really am inferior to him?"
Xu You was struck down once again. The insights of these past few days had finally allowed him to recover his confidence with great difficulty, but just as he found his feeling, Zhang Buku had cultivated such a physical body, leaving him shocked and bewildered.
Just then.
A gust of black qi appeared beside him and churned