Those who reached the Jie Realm were all prodigies!
The life of every Human Race Great Being in the Jie Realm was a legend: peerless talent, unmatched fortune, and one fortuitous encounter after another.
Only then was there the slightest chance of reaching the Jie Realm and becoming a pillar of the Human Race.
The Dao Sect's sect master, Zong Chendao, was no different.
He had made a name for himself in his youth. Even before joining the Dao Sect, he had already been somewhat renowned. After entering the Dao Sect, his cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds. Opportunities had come one after another along his path, and he had slain countless opponents before finally reaching the Jie Realm.
Yet though they were both prodigies, he felt the pressure when facing Jiang Yan.
From the message Venerable Hua had sent him, he knew that the fellow before him had reached the Jie Realm only half a month ago.
And yet the strength he displayed was terrifying—he was even more formidable than Zong Chendao. It was almost unbelievable.
After all, it had been 300 years since Zong Chendao reached the Dao. Though he could not compare with those veteran martial artists, his strength was not to be underestimated.
Even so, he truly could not reach Jiang Yan's level.
When the Underworld Prison had appeared moments earlier, thunder and fire had poured down. Even though Zong Chendao was not their target, he had still felt their force, as if he were facing a heavenly tribulation himself.
So he asked Venerable Hua: where had this freak come from?
"Heaven's favor!"
Venerable Hua's lips moved, silently forming two words.
Zong Chendao understood at once, and his eyes lit up as he looked at Jiang Yan.
Whenever great chaos struck, a prodigy destined to face