Qi Yuan stretched out a finger. The turtle lying on its back with all four limbs in the air struggled incessantly, stupid and sluggish, trying to bite and claw at the finger. But its limbs were too short and its strength too slight; it simply could not flip itself over.
A terrifying being at the second layer of the Yang Spirit Realm had now become no different from an ordinary turtle in its foolishness. How could that not be shocking?
Immortal Spirit Ying Jun and the other three looked at Qi Yuan, and the shock in their hearts was beyond imagination.
The Yang Spirit who had been hiding within Wu Chun's consciousness also revealed herself at that moment.
She looked at Qi Yuan, her body trembling as she respectfully bowed.
"Greetings, Senior."
Wu Chun and Tong Chang also snapped out of their daze and hurriedly bowed respectfully.
"Greetings, Senior!"
Qi Yuan's move just now had truly stunned them rigid.
A lofty existence of the second Yang Spirit Realm had actually been so easily handled by the man before them.
What realm was this?
The legendary Great Supreme Truth?
As for an even higher Realm Master, they did not even dare imagine it.
To them, a Realm Master was like a Yang Spirit to mortals—the gap was simply too vast.
Immortal Spirit Ying Jun blinked, his expression twisting. "You... really became a Realm Master?"
He recalled the message Qi Yuan had sent him.
At first, he had been dumbfounded.
Later, he had managed to convince himself that his brother merely drove a Land Rover, and that had restored his balance.
Yet now, his brother was damn well driving an aerospace battleship.
The minds of the other three tightened.
A Realm Master?
A cosmic overlord, a Realm Master?
This overly young man