"...How could a [divine ability realm cultivator] possibly be this strong?"
"This simply makes no sense..."
Standing amid the [Snow Moon Cloud Heaven Pavilion]'s ranks, Yan Xiujin listened to the waves of startled exclamations coming from around her.
Although Ling Wuyuan's performance made her feel immensely proud,
Yan Xiujin, who had failed to understand the battle from beginning to end, let her eyes shift slightly before quietly asking a fellow disciple not far away:
"Senior Sister, you seem so shocked. Did something incredibly amazing just happen?"
Faced with her question,
the woman was somewhat speechless.
She could clearly tell that, given Yan Xiujin's actual strength, even if she explained it all, Yan Xiujin would most likely not understand a thing.
After all,
she was unquestionably the weakest person present.
If they truly wanted to find someone weaker than her,
they would probably have to look among those ordinary people in the distance, who were watching everything unfold with utterly bewildered expressions.
Those people understood even less.
Still,
though speechless, the woman ultimately explained to Yan Xiujin:
"If that sphere of light's destructive power alone was enough to seriously injure or even kill many relatively weak [True Form Realm cultivators] on the spot,"
"then Ling Wuyuan's act of forcibly gathering the destructive force it released a second time would at least multiply its power by a hundredfold!!"
"After all, for that sort of attack, the smaller its actual range, the greater its actual power..."
"And yet, even so, after that force erupted with a bang, Ling Wuyuan forcibly gathered it up and extinguished it in his hand, all without suffering so much as a scratch..."
"To be honest, even among all [True Form Realm cultivators], only the very strongest experts could probably possess power at that level."
Having said that,
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