"Divine Spring Realm against Dao Palace Realm!"
"How is that possible? He's a Saint Son too!"
"What kind of combat power is this...?"
"Even that rumored Divine Body of the Ji Family isn't much more than this, right?"
"..."
After a stretch of dead silence, the lackeys who had followed Saint Son Fifty-Three, along with the disciples who had gathered nearby to watch the spectacle, all erupted in astonished exclamations.
Fighting above one's realm and overcoming tribulations had always been the hallmark of prodigies.
It could be said that if one could not fight above one's level, one would be too embarrassed to call oneself a prodigy.
Yet even these prodigies could not skip many levels during the early stages of cultivation.
After all, they had not accumulated much yet, nor had they mastered many secret arts.
And Wheel Sea to Dao Palace was practically a leap across a major realm!
Even if a prodigy defeated an ordinary cultivator across realms, it would be something worth boasting about. Yet the one defeated was also a Saint Son!
For a time, the few lackeys who had followed Saint Son Fifty-Three wore uncertain expressions. In the end, they all chose to leave one after another, silently giving up on following him.
The gap was simply too great. They had provoked someone they absolutely could not afford to provoke. They could not beat him now, and there would be even less hope in the future. The distance between them would only grow wider!
There was no future left for them.
Yao Xi, who had been inspecting the situation nearby at the First Saint Son's request, was equally shaken.
Yao Xi and the First Saint Son were merely partners. They were both Shaking Light's public faces, and if they could maintain their standings, they