Boom! Boom! Boom!
Three more blazing bursts of light erupted. In an instant, the space around them trembled and shook violently as terrifying power locked onto Xuantian, intent on killing him on the spot.
With a cold snort, Xuantian rapidly circulated his magical power. Runes flashed across his fist as he threw three punches in succession, blasting the three magical artifacts back.
A pearl, a sword, and a ring hovered above the young men, spinning as they radiated the might of a supreme among Venerables, making heaven and earth rumble.
Xuantian looked at those surrounding him. Although they wore human forms, he could easily discern their true bodies. They were prodigies of the Feather Clan, the Teng Snake Clan, the Azure Luan Clan, and the Silver Blood Clan.
Each was an extraordinary talent, with magical power like a vast ocean and an astonishing aura. Apart from the Azure Luan clansman, they were all first generations. Their secret treasures had been personally refined by ancient elders of their respective clans and far surpassed the Venerable level. Even suppressed by the Spirit Realm, they could still unleash a trace of divine might, reaching the limits of the Venerable level and serving as Supreme Artifacts among Venerables.
"It seems the Azure Luan Clan has run out of talent. After I killed your first generation, all they had left was trash like you."
Xuantian glanced at the Azure Luan youth. Recalling his history with the clan, he mocked him with utter disdain.
"And the rest of you were no match for me a few years ago, and you still aren't now. You couldn't beat me even together. Is this scrap metal what gave you your confidence?"
His merciless words reduced the first generations to worthless nobodies. Although he thought he was merely stating the