"Sure enough, he was terrifyingly strong."
The Chaos Daoist Son's strength made both Hua Yunfei and Nether Son frown. Just as they had expected, a Young Heaven of this level found it far too easy to fight others. A raised hand was enough to crush them.
Though they were both Young Heavens, it could be said that only those who stood in the same realm truly understood the feeling of this "gap."
When fighting cultivators of the same realm, they were not doing it on purpose, but their opponents truly felt as though they would shatter at a touch—"too weak to withstand the wind."
Were their opponents truly weak? Not necessarily. Anyone who could cultivate to the Hegemon Grade could not possibly lack talent. They merely seemed far too "ordinary" compared to Young Heavens.
This "reality" remained the same even at the very pinnacle of the world. Though those Overlords were stronger and possessed deeper foundations, they were still not worth looking at in the eyes of Young Heavens.
This could be seen from the battles of Undefeated Immortal Venerable, Hua Wuming, and the others. A raised hand meant crushing suppression; a wave of the hand meant sweeping all before them.
It was not that their opponents were too weak. It was simply that they were too strong, utterly beyond the same dimension. A crushing defeat was only normal.
That was also why many people could accept losing to Young Heavens. Some people were simply so formidable that refusing to accept it was impossible. There was no need to agonize over it—after all, the vast majority of people were inferior to them.
In truth, even Quasi-Young Heavens, including those who stood only half a step away from becoming Young Heavens, found it difficult to cross that threshold. The resources and