Battle of Prodigies (Part 1)

At An Jing's single declaration, the entire wilderness fell silent.

Even the heavenly demons stopped howling, and the wind no longer shrieked. Thousands upon thousands of gazes crossed and converged, some astonished, others finding it absurd. Yet his earlier display proved that he was not speaking wildly—he possessed absolute confidence.

But... even if An Jing dared to fight all of them alone, could they truly join forces against him? Everyone stood rooted in place like stone, yet their minds and eyes were fixed on their peers nearby.

Hesitation, absurdity, ridiculousness, incomprehensibility... They looked at one another, nearly laughing aloud. How could spies, agents, special operatives, and those heavenly demons and Demon Ghosts possibly unite as one against An Jing?

But An Jing had not been speaking to them at all.

He had been addressing those who truly had the qualifications to challenge him.

Only those people could understand An Jing's strength—understand his danger and power—and understand that... he was not boasting. He was merely stating a fact as naturally as breathing.

"Awooo!"

The two-headed wolf let out a long howl.

Rumble! World-shaking soundwaves burst from the mouths of its two heads. Fierce currents, carrying incomparably heavy earth magnetism, spread outward and swept through everything in the mountains, wilds, and forests for miles around.

And the target of that earth-magnetism attack was An Jing.

From high above, it looked as though a lotus flower were blooming.

The entire nameless mountain collapsed. The abruptly intensified gravity drove the earth downward, sinking it a full three feet. The closer to the center, the deeper it became, layer upon layer subsiding, rings upon rings compressing inward to form concentric circles.

Even the nameless mountain's summit was crushed into a crater by that invisible force of earth magnetism before collapsing. Countless sturdy rocks and clods