This was an eternal iron law of the demon beast world.
Shou Ming nodded, his expression turning solemn. "Using the Gold-Eating Insect King's bloodstains left in this area and my sect's secret technique, I just sensed that this Gold-Eating Insect King was extraordinarily powerful. It was no weaker than an ordinary Venerable-level Fierce Beast."
"What?! No weaker than a Venerable-level Fierce Beast?" The surrounding prodigies cried out in shock upon hearing this, their faces filled with disbelief.
"Shou Ming, you didn't sense it wrong, did you? Venerable-level Fierce Beast Combat Power?"
One prodigy could not help but press the question, his tone full of doubt.
"I can't speak for anything else, but when it comes to judging Fierce Beasts, if my Beast Spirit Sect claims first place in All Heavens, no one would dare claim second. I absolutely did not judge it wrong."
Shou Ming spoke with absolute certainty, his lean face filled with conviction.
The surrounding prodigies fell silent.
They found the truth hard to believe.
A Late-Stage Grandmaster martial artist had actually killed a Gold-Eating Insect King comparable to a Venerable-level Fierce Beast.
This had completely exceeded the bounds of their understanding.
In their common sense, Grandmasters and Venerables were separated by a chasm as vast as heaven itself. It was a leap in the level of life, something no secret technique or Spirit Weapon could bridge.
Yet the battle traces remaining in this underground space, the dark-gold dried bloodstains, and the terrifying pressure still lingering in the air left them no choice but to believe it was real.
"That Qin Yan... he truly is a monster."
After a long while, one prodigy let out a long sigh, his voice full of bitterness and admiration.
Soon, the other prodigies echoed him.
There was no longer any gloating in