A guaranteed one-hit kill!!
Folks, a guaranteed one-hit kill!
It was an unmistakable feeling.
It was not arrogance. It was simply the conclusion he had reached after analyzing their strength.
After watching those people's battle recordings over and over, Ling Wuyuan had arrived at that judgment without hesitation.
He did not even need to test it.
After all... an elephant did not need to ponder whether one step would crush a snail beside its foot.
What other outcome could there be?
As long as nothing interfered, the snail's death was all but certain.
It could not be helped.
The gulf between them was too vast for any comparison.
Martial skill, Innate Divine Abilities, basic capabilities... in Ling Wuyuan's eyes, those Ji Yinghan had labeled extraordinary prodigies were all merely average.
Forget his current self.
Even when Ling Wuyuan had first advanced to the Heavenly Position Realm, he had possessed more strength than that.
Still.
Although the information Ji Yinghan had deliberately left behind had not inspired Ling Wuyuan with any awe for the strong, it had at least helped him place himself in the food chain. He now understood just how powerful he was... and had once again confirmed that, even beyond the surrounding domains, in far-off and far stronger regions, his talent was exceptional—so exceptional it went completely beyond the scale...
When Xi Xianlan came to Ling Wuyuan's side,
his mind was still working through all manner of knowledge like a supercomputer solving equations, seeking to fill the gaps in his understanding.
She had no idea what he was studying, but through the Gray Mist Imprint, she could sense his condition in real time. She could tell quite clearly that Ling Wuyuan was doing something important—and that it demanded considerable energy and concentration.
After all, the energy and