Everyone watching was aghast. Lu Yang and Wu Yao had chosen the most primitive and brutal way to fight, sweeping across the six directions and eight wastes. Anything that appeared near them was shredded into dust by the turbulence of their auras!
Even the stars were no exception.
Like they had in ancient times, the stars hanging high above were often caught in the crossfire of battles between high-level cultivators. Only this time, the collateral damage was worse, and the destruction far more complete!
"The history books say Wu Yao mastered all the arts of cultivation and was the culmination of the cultivation world. After seeing him today, I can say it's true." An old Tribulation Transcendence Realm cultivator recalled the fight so far and marveled.
The hundred arts of cultivation also required talent. They weren't something one could master simply by putting in enough time. Even great cultivators struggled to master a single art in their entire lives, yet Wu Yao had mastered them all—and brought many to heights never before seen.
"Even more terrifying is Lu Yang. How old is he? Yet he can handle all of Wu Yao's combat techniques, and now he's even gained the upper hand." Watching Lu Yang fight made the old cultivators feel as if the age had left them behind. The future belonged to the young.
But on second thought, they decided that was an illusion. Lu Yang was the only outstanding one among the younger generation.
"Word has it he once defeated a Spirit Transformation Realm cultivator while he was in the Foundation Establishment Realm. His strength now is no surprise."
The longer Wu Yao fought, the more alarmed he became. Lu Yang's recovery was truly astonishing. Could a Dao Fruit seed really grant such recovery? If Lu Yang didn't lack