In the eyes of many martial artists, Hua Tianming's action was nothing short of incredibly arrogant.
Yet Luo Zheng merely wore a smile and nodded slightly. He knew Hua Tianming's temperament very well.
This fellow did not understand what arrogance was. Since he had said this, he must have been confident.
Dao Sons were indeed incredibly powerful beings, but no one had stipulated that Dao Sons were invincible.
Achieving Dao Son status only meant mastering the methods of a Divine Dao and comprehending the wondrous Dao Accumulation contained within the Great Dao. The Dao Accumulation was certainly incomparably powerful, surpassing the limits imposed by the laws of this Heavenly Dao, but that did not mean it was impossible to break.
Back then, when Hua Tianming had only been in the Innate Secret Realm, he had been the same way. Unexpectedly, ten years later, he was still exactly the same.
From this, it seemed that many people's personalities were innate. Even after being tempered, they only became sharper, while their true nature ultimately remained unchanged.
When Luo Xixuan heard what Hua Tianming said, however, a faint smile appeared on her face.
She was not angry.
On the contrary, a peculiar radiance appeared in the way she sized up Hua Tianming.
The Heavenly Rank Race was filled with geniuses. It could be said that any martial artist capable of joining the Heavenly Rank Race would be a core disciple in any Rank Ten Holy Land, yet within the Heavenly Rank Race, they could only be the tail of the phoenix.
Luo Xixuan had never made a move before—or rather, she had never fought a martial artist of her generation.
Yet whenever the martial artists of her generation in the Heavenly Rank Race saw her, their eyes always revealed solemnity. Hidden within that