"Is he issuing me a challenge?" Ye Fan murmured, staring at the words on the stone wall.
Rumble!
Suddenly, heaven and earth roared. The several words trembled ever more violently. Auspicious radiance descended from the sky, lotuses bloomed from the earth, and countless streams of rosy light filled the air. In that instant, dragons and phoenixes cried in harmony, the White Tiger Sky Roar shook the heavens, the Black Tortoise crossed the sea—every kind of world-shaking phenomenon appeared.
It was merely a wisp of martial will, yet it caused such a startling spectacle. It was truly a rare sight throughout the ages. Those ancient words had stirred the Dao of others and brought about a resonance of the Great Dao.
This was because many powerful cultivators throughout history had come here to pay their respects, leaving behind indelible Dao marks that now awakened!
Boom!
A shocking change occurred. An invincible fighting spirit burst from the ancient words, smashing through every phenomenon. It was as though a supreme being had awakened—absolutely powerful, shattering everything in an instant.
Just moments ago, the Great Dao had resonated, dragons and phoenixes had cried together, and countless rays of rosy light and auspicious colors had filled the skies. Yet now, every phenomenon was cut apart and utterly erased by that invincible will.
This was a belief that only oneself reigned supreme: who but I? When my flower blooms, all others wither. Such was the intent contained within that will, gazing down upon the Six Directions and Eight Desolations, tyrannical to the extreme!
For the first time, Ye Fan's expression changed so sharply. This was undoubtedly an incomparably dangerous figure, even more formidable than he had imagined—a peerless foe!
A mere wisp of martial will was already capable of this much!
There were only four words