I Come Clean

An Bulang's overwhelming dominance and invincibility caused a sensation throughout the Primordial Dao Field.

"Heavens, how did Imperial Son Bulang become so powerful? What exactly did he cultivate just now?"

"His entire body was shrouded in immortal and divine light, so we couldn't see clearly. But his strength seemed to have surged by leaps and bounds. He actually slew several top prodigies so easily, even killing the Ramen Holy Son without effort."

"Imperial Son Bulang revealed his original appearance. Is he done pretending and finally laying his cards on the table?"

"So handsome..."

One prodigy after another was shaken by Imperial Son Bulang's performance.

Even some powerful clans and factions that believed the Immortal Emperor Palace had declined had to admit that An Bulang now possessed some of an Imperial Son's bearing. Whether it was his strength or his supreme and peerless majesty, there was nothing to fault.

The prodigious elders of the Creation Clan could not help but curse loudly, berating Imperial Son Bulang for having no martial virtue.

It was no wonder they were so agitated. They had lost so many top prodigies in succession, and even the immensely promising Ramen Holy Son had fallen. This directly affected the Creation Clan's future—how could they not be furious?

Elf King Selena was extremely shocked. "What cultivation art or divine ability did Imperial Son Bulang practice to become so powerful? And isn't he a Divine Cultivator? Why is immortal light swirling around him? He even seems to command powerful immortal power. Can the powers of immortals and gods coexist?"

Worthy of being a battlefield commentator, she immediately spotted the key issue.

Heavenly Immortal Wu Zhi, who had remained silent all this time, revealed an unusual expression. He gave an answer that shocked everyone. "He did not cultivate some art or