Wan Daoyuan smiled calmly. "Whether I have the strength, you'll find out soon enough. But are you truly ready to fight me?"
As his words fell—
Wan Daoyuan raised a fist and punched at Tongtian and Shengyan.
The punch was clean and decisive!
It struck with the force of thunder!
Its power shook the heavens!
The moment he threw it, Wan Daoyuan's entire presence changed. He became as imposing as one who could swallow mountains and rivers, as though nothing in the world—not even the Great Dao of heaven and earth—was worthy of his notice.
Tongtian and Shengyan's expressions changed drastically.
Both cried out in alarm.
Their Great Dao Divine Images manifested instinctively in an instant and rushed to meet Wan Daoyuan's fist.
But—
Wan Daoyuan's fist was terrifying. It struck their Great Dao Divine Images one after the other, smashing each apart on contact with unstoppable force.
A Fist Mark came howling toward them.
Before it even touched them, a burst of heaven-shaking divine might sent them flying into the distance.
It was effortless—the crushing dominance of someone far above them.
Clean and decisive to the extreme.
Pfft! Pfft!
Tens of thousands of miles away, Tongtian and Shengyan each spat a mouthful of blood, their faces filled with horror.
"You... you're this strong?"
Wan Daoyuan did not answer.
But Jin Bujue, who had long been seething, promptly stepped forward, his face alight with vindication and his spirits soaring.
"Are you blind?"
“The likes of you are merely Great Dao Divine Lords who have barely managed to condense Remnant Images. Before true Great Dao Divine Lords, you're nothing but third-rate.”
"My big brother Wan Daoyuan is the strongest person beneath the Great Dao Divine Lords of the Small Immortal World! He may still be a Heavenly Gold Divine Lord, but