"Unheard of, unseen!"
The Yellow Springs Ancient Ancestor shook his head bitterly. "When we cultivate, we might spend a thousand years—even ten thousand—in seclusion just to deepen our understanding of one Great Dao by a hair. But he eats Hot Pot, watches his Manifestations throw a combination of punches, and his cultivation shoots straight up. Is there any justice in this world?"
The young prodigies of the various races had long since lost the ability to think.
Most of them were still studying divine abilities and Combat Techniques, accumulating Mana. When had they ever seen the Great Dao manifest and Laws take form like this?
Many felt their Dao hearts tremble, nearly shattering on the spot. But a handful of peerless talents caught a thread of indescribable inspiration amid their shock. They stared at every detail in the sky. Even if they could not understand it, they would brand this scene into the depths of their souls. This was an opportunity that came once in ten thousand years!
Ye Qingci and Great Emperor Huo Li exchanged a glance. Each saw pride in the other's eyes, along with a trace of helplessness.
They were proud because this was their Fang Chen. They were helpless because the man kept staging spectacles terrifying enough to scare people to death.
The myna bird and his companions crowded together excitedly, cawing to one another in low voices. They had long known Fang Chen was extraordinary, but every time he made a grand move, they still basked in reflected glory.
Just as the Five Manifestation Dao Strikes' alchemy had left everyone utterly stunned, Fang Chen moved.
He slowly raised both hands, and his ten fingers began to dance faster than the eye could follow.
The crowd fell deathly silent. Only the Heaven Refining Furnace pulsed and