If Yin Mang hadn't meddled, giving this kid the fortune of the Heavenly Dao even though he knew it had been left behind by the Heavenly Dao, how could things have ended up like this?
Hanyu had single-handedly overwhelmed the Three Halls. They had felt such humiliation only once before, when the old Daoist had first shown his peerless brilliance.
They never imagined that thousands of years later, a green kid would be able to pin them down just as thoroughly—and even gain the upper hand.
"This guy only has those rules to rely on. Without them..."
Jiang Xinyuan began indignantly, but Hanyu brought down two massive mountains, leaving him scrambling to keep up.
Of all people, he was the least qualified to say that. The one who was qualified wore a frighteningly grim expression.
Wuxian had been confident that his strength far surpassed Hanyu's, but Hanyu possessed rules and moved with astonishing speed, allowing him to use that advantage to keep Wuxian at bay.
Wuxian could still hold his own, but Shang Wanfeng and Jiang Xinyuan were in a sorry state.
Just two mountains had been enough to keep Jiang Xinyuan from escaping.
Shang Wanfeng, meanwhile, was being worn down by the golden raindrops unleashed by Hexi Slash.
"I refuse to believe your Sea of Consciousness can withstand such a tremendous expenditure!"
"I refuse to believe your rules have no weaknesses!"
Both of them ground their teeth in fury, while Wuxian alone remained cold and composed.
"Retreat!"
He spoke in a frigid voice.
Shang Wanfeng and Jiang Xinyuan were both stunned. They couldn't believe those words had come from Wuxian.
The three strongest below the Heavenly Beings were actually going to flee from a puppet of the Heavenly Dao?
Absurd.
But Wuxian wasn't joking in the slightest.
He could