The Nether Son hooked an arm around Dao Wushuang with his left hand and Hua Yunfei with his right, putting on the airs of a big shot as he rattled on.
His question was a tricky one, and well worth pondering.
Neither Hua Yunfei, Dao Wushuang, nor Tianming Wuji could come up with an answer right away.
From a place of confidence, they all felt the answer was no.
Whether they were Heaven-defying-level prodigies or Young Hegemon Grade experts, few could stand against them.
But from a practical standpoint, how could those Heaven Grade experts whose might was too great for ancient histories to contain have been ordinary in their youth?
If a young Heaven came along and the two sides fought, it was truly hard to say who would win.
One thing was certain: it would be a fierce battle, perhaps even a bitter one. The outcome would depend entirely on what each side brought to bear.
Even the cream of the crop among the Young Hegemon Grade experts was no simple opponent.
The fact that they had cultivated to the profound heights of Hegemon Grade showed just how terrifying their talent and comprehension were. Such people were monsters second only to the Young Heavens, the only ones worthy of being their opponents.
"There may not be a set combination, but we can still pick five at random."
Dao Wushuang thought for a moment, then said, "Nether Son, as the disciple of Senior Nether Lord, you have top-tier talent and comprehension. But don't underestimate the other experts who have made it to the top of the pyramid."
"The higher you climb, the fewer experts you'll find. Their talent and comprehension in their youth might have been a hair's breadth behind, but they would have had other ways to make