On the sacred mountain of the Western Sacred Domain, the Sixth Palace Master made his move. One of mankind's strongest figures, closest to the Imperial Dao, had been ordered to probe the depths of Ning Chen's strength.
A vast golden pillar of light, like an oceanic tide, fell from the heavens. Sensing it, Ning Chen sent ten thousand swords crisscrossing through the air, forcibly blocking the incoming strike.
Amid the shocking tremor, the myriad swords scattered, and the golden pillar of light shattered along with them, vanishing without a trace.
After a single probing move revealed his capabilities, Shaluo withdrew his hand and did not attack again.
At the peak of the sacred mountain, beneath the Sun God Statue, the Lord of the Holy Domain watched the scene, a flicker of surprise passing through his eyes.
He knew Shaluo's strength well. Even among the Holy Domain's Twelve Palaces, Shaluo would undoubtedly rank among the top two. When fighting at full strength, he could even contend against an Imperial Dao expert. For the Thirteenth Prince of the Heavenly Demon Royal Clan to receive one of Shaluo's moves was truly extraordinary.
What was even more shocking was that just now, he had clearly sensed that the Thirteenth Prince's cultivation had indeed completely dissipated, just as the rumors said. In other words, this youth had blocked Shaluo's attack relying solely on the power of the extreme path. Let alone the younger generation, even those kings who had lived for thousands of years would find it difficult to accomplish such a feat.
This youth's potential was truly unfathomable.
Outside the Sixth Palace, Ning Chen turned back to look at the golden figure rising and falling within the great hall behind him. He gave a courteous bow and said, "Thank you, Palace Master, for showing