Seeing an Immortal, Unmatched Momentum

"Really?"

"It looks like it's true..."

Ji Wuchen took a deep breath, confirming this.

The illusory figure here is not Qin Wudao, but Qin Wangchuan.

He stood on Heavenly Suspended Silk, with the Wheel of Fate slowly rotating behind his head, and nine Xuan Tian Mystic Heaven Ring shimmering with different Dao Rhyme behind him, like nine divine suns protecting him.

Simply by standing there, an invisible pressure caused space to freeze and the rules to groan, as if heaven and earth were bowing down to him.

This sight looks terrifying!

"Wasn't it supposed to be Qin Wudao? How come it's... him!?" Yan Wujin finally found his voice, and roared in disbelief and astonishment.

"How... how do we fight this?"

These words also expressed the shared feelings of Ji Wuchen and Ye Lingchuan.

Qin Wudao's Desolate Ancient Sacred Body certainly has boundless potential, but it has not yet been fully awakened at the Supreme Realm.

They were not difficult to deal with for the few Prodigy present.

But Qin Wangchuan is different.

He stood in mid-air, every detail of his body seemingly proclaiming the word "invincible".

I have absolutely no idea where to begin.

"Just wait," Chu Wujiu's voice rang out from outside the door, tinged with a hint of helplessness.

Just then, a noise came from another direction.

Zhao Lingyun and Yun Zexuan appeared one after the other.

Zhao Lingyun spotted Chu Wujiu and Li Xuan in the corner and walked over with a puzzled look. "What are you two doing sitting here, looking at the scenery?"

Yun Zexuan, on the other hand, was more direct.

He ignored everyone and walked straight towards the Golden Ancient Gate, stepping inside.

When his gaze fell upon the illusory image of Qin Wangchuan in the air, his face didn't show much surprise; he simply said:

"As expected..."

"What a joke!" Yan Wujin jumped up and down like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, yelling, "Where's Qin Wudao? Call Qin Wudao out! This isn't right!"

"There's nothing wrong with it."

Yun Zexuan glanced at him indifferently and calmly replied, "I had already guessed that."

"This Eleventh Layer is marked with the mark of the 'strongest' person to have entered the Myriad Dao Book Palace throughout history."

"This 'past generations' naturally includes our generation. Without a doubt, based on everything that has been shown so far, Qin Wangchuan... has already surpassed Qin Wudao of the past."

"So it's not surprising that he's here."

Zhao Lingyun also came in, but only dared to stand close to the door.

He knew that if he took a few more steps closer, the sleeping "monster" in the center of the Arena would awaken.

Although he was somewhat prepared, upon actually seeing Qin Wangchuan's phantom, he still clicked his tongue and asked in a low voice:

Can we win?

"It's hard to say." Yun Zexuan slowly shook his head, his gaze never leaving the figure in the air. "Let's wait, let's wait for some more people."

"Perhaps... we need to join forces."

After some time, more and more Prodigy arrived.

One of the slender figures slowly emerged; it was Xie Qingshang.

Although she possesses considerable strength, she reached the tenth floor through her wisdom.

Besides defeating the powerful gatekeepers, there are also conventional methods such as navigating mazes to advance to the next level.

Otherwise, with her Half-Venerable cultivation, she would have already been defeated.

I had thought that stopping here would be a satisfactory conclusion, but looking at the stairs leading to the Eleventh Layer, a ripple of emotion stirred within me:

Such a rare fortuitous opportunity —if you don't even dare to try, wouldn't you regret it later?

So she still stepped onto this floor.

However, the scene before him was beyond Xie Qingshang's expectations.

This Eleventh Layer is eerily quiet.

Contrary to expectations, the numerous Prodigy, led by Chu Wujiu and Ji Wuchen, were not engaged in a fierce battle.

Instead, they all gathered outside the massive Golden Ancient Gate, whispering amongst themselves in small groups, the atmosphere heavy as if they were about to face a life-or-death battle.

"What does this mean?" Xie Qingshang wondered, and couldn't help but move closer.

As she finally approached the Golden Ancient Gate, her gaze swept across the gaps in the crowd and fell upon the figure standing silently in the air above the Arena inside the gate. In that instant, she understood everything.

It was him...

The man who traveled with her in the Secret Realm made her feel incredibly special, and she even went so far as to chase him from Upper Thousand Provinces to the Wandao Academy — Qin Wangchuan.

With his feet resting on the Heavenly Suspended Silk, even a mere phantom image caused the space to freeze.

The whispers around her continued to reach her ears:

"There's no other way; we can't go back to the tenth floor. We just have to bite the bullet and keep going."

"Are you sure this phantom won't try to kill me? The rules of the Book Palace should protect us..."

"It's hard to say, that's Qin Wangchuan! Who knows if his power will exceed the limits of the Book Palace's rules..."

"This mark is said to possess 90% of his true strength? And Law Treasure can even perfectly manifest magical artifacts?"

"Law Treasure can be materialized? How are we supposed to fight then?"

Listening to the discussion, and looking at the figure that, even if it was just a phantom, made the heroes helpless.

A strange, indescribable feeling welled up in Xie Qingshang's heart.

'Look, even just a phantom imprint of his has already put these top Prodigy of our time in such a difficult position.'

'My judgment was right; he is so special, so dazzling.'

On the other hand, looking at those proud and Prodigy around him who now looked solemn and even apprehensive, Xie Qingshang felt a sense of confusion.

Didn't I come to the Wandao Academy just to see him again?

Now that we have not only seen him, but also clearly witnessed his unparalleled brilliance that surpasses his contemporaries, we should be at ease.

But why... does that deep-seated resentment and sense of distance only grow stronger?

"Xiao Qing, look! Isn't that your 'old flame'?"

A clear, slightly mischievous voice suddenly rang in Xie Qingshang's ears, startling her and drawing the attention of many people around her.

The speaker was Hua Qianning, a fellow student who was traveling with her.

Xie Qingshang's cheeks flushed slightly. He quickly covered Hua Qianning's mouth and said in a low voice, "Don't talk nonsense! What old flame? I've never said anything like that!"

"Love at first sight, how can that not be considered old flames!" Hua Qianning broke free and whispered in that "I understand" tone.

"Love at first sight?" Xie Qingshang was momentarily stunned by these four words.

"That's right!" Hua Qianning said confidently.

"You chased him all the way from Upper Thousand Provinces to here, going to great lengths to find out about him. This can't be love at first sight, can it?!"

"No..." Xie Qingshang instinctively wanted to deny it, but deep down he couldn't help but ask himself:

Really not?

At their first meeting, she was simply attracted by his unique aura.

Traveling together in the Secret Realm is merely going with the flow.

But the composure he displayed on that journey, the extraordinary grace in his every move... made her vaguely feel that he was not in the same world as those so-called Prodigy.

That's a world of difference.

If other outstanding talents are like the splendor of the mortal world, then he is like Exiled Immortal has mistakenly entered the Mortal World, his robes still carrying the clear radiance of the Ninth Heaven Realm.

This realization should have been daunting, yet it took root in her heart.

Why?

Perhaps it was his ability to defuse crises with ease, or the detached air about him, or perhaps it was simply the stunning silhouette cast by the flickering firelight on his profile during that quiet night by the campfire.

Those seemingly ordinary moments, repeatedly depicted in memory, eventually converge into the heart-stirring feeling of this moment.

This feeling came quietly, but before she even realized it, it had already grown into a full-blown tree.

Can--

"So what if it's love at first sight..." Xie Qingshang murmured dejectedly, "Someone like him... will never lack outstanding women around him."

"So what?" Hua Qianning curled her lip nonchalantly, "It's the same for both male and female cultivators!"

"The more outstanding a person is, the more suitors they will have. But if you don't compete or pursue opportunities, they certainly won't come your way!"

A single sentence, like a thunderclap piercing through the fog.

Xie Qingshang suddenly understood.

Yes!

Outstanding people are never short of admirers.

If you shrink back out of fear of competition, you will forever remain stuck in the same place, looking up at his back.

Thinking of this, Xie Qingshang looked at the figure inside the door, the confusion in his eyes gradually dissipating, replaced by a gradually clearer determination.