"What if this thing breaks?"
Chen Changan sized up the enormous battle-power stele, worried that he might smash it to pieces.
But his words left the Night Spirit Race members watching from the shadows utterly speechless.
"Is he always this arrogant? He's actually worried he might smash the battle-power stele?"
"This is the highest-grade battle-power stele in the Divine Realm."
"Has anyone ever shattered a battle-power stele?"
"No. Never."
"It's said that even the Myriad Ancient Ancestor God, at the peak of his power, only managed to crack the battle-power stele. Shattering it was simply impossible."
"Unless someone's strength far surpassed the Ancestor God Realm."
"The Saint Son might have a chance of reaching that level someday, but right now... he probably isn't strong enough."
"The Saint Son is making his move. Let's see how it goes."
Just then, Chen Changan threw a punch straight at the battle-power stele.
"Green? Light blue."
"This..."
Gray, white, green, blue, yellow, red, black!
Green represented the Ancient God Realm.
The color was only light blue, not yet fully blue. In other words, Chen Changan's strength had not reached the Sacred God Realm.
How had he passed the first obstacle with strength like that?
Something wasn't right.
Everyone was puzzled, while Chen Changan looked at the battle-power stele and nodded in satisfaction.
"Seems pretty sturdy."
Chen Changan had only been testing it with that first punch. He hadn't expected the result to be green.
It seemed the condition represented by yellow hadn't been underestimating him after all.
"Hm?"
"This..."
Suddenly, everyone felt a terrifying surge of energy erupt from Chen Changan's body.
Boom!
Chen Changan slammed a fist into the battle-power stele, and its color shot up in an instant.
In the end, dazzling yellow light burst from the stele.
It had even reached