Ye Xiwen nodded gravely. Of course, he had not become so arrogant as to think he was the only one in the world capable of reaching such a level.
In truth, the human race's lifespan was far too short. Compared with humans, many long-lived races possessed innate advantages. Certain great fortuitous encounters could make their actual combat strength far surpass their ordinary realm. Perhaps they too had once been extraordinary geniuses, yet they had been trapped within that realm for countless years.
Matters such as attaining the Dao could not be explained in words. It was not as though being more formidable in the early stages necessarily meant one would attain the Dao. Some advanced by leaps and bounds in the beginning, cultivating to Demigod Peak in merely a few thousand years, and then... there was no then.
Others might spend a hundred thousand years reaching the Peak Myth Realm, yet ultimately attain the Dao. Fate and opportunity were truly impossible to predict.
Still, he would not belittle himself. Since he possessed strength comparable to one who had attained the Dao at his current cultivation, he naturally could not be compared to ordinary people.
Neither blindly arrogant nor blindly self-deprecating—this was true confidence!
"However, compared to that, it would be best if you quickly refined the energy contained within your body. Otherwise, you will suffer backlash from it yourself!" Kong Lao glanced at Ye Xiwen and immediately saw the immense power sealed within him.
Ye Xiwen could not help but smile bitterly. "I wanted to refine it, but didn't I rush back as quickly as I could?"
Of course, he was merely saying so. An opportunity that came only once every hundred thousand years was indeed an enormous stroke of fortune.
"Although there is no time for it now, there