In Hundred Wastes City, every cultivator and mortal was shaken.
Chen Fan's voice was like a sound from beyond the heavens, like a god looking down from on high. It seared itself deep into everyone's ears and echoed through their minds. This was no longer something that could be shouted out with one's voice alone—he had invoked his Divine Soul and spirit. Even Nascent Soul Realm cultivators could not stop that voice!
"The realm of true words!" said a Nascent Soul Realm expert, his expression grave.
"The ancients often used true words to discipline themselves and others, while Buddhism even has its six-character true words! The realm of true words is not difficult either. The sole requirement is that one must truly believe they can accomplish what they say in order to speak such true words!"
"In other words, that young master of the Shen Family had looked down on that youth with his earlier words! But that youth never considered Young Master Shen worth his notice at all—not even fit to be a stepping stone. What arrogance!" Countless people were left gaping in disbelief.
Had Chen Fan spoken such words at his peak, perhaps no one would have been so astonished. But his realm had clearly fallen to Foundation Establishment Late Stage, yet he remained so confident. Why?
Everyone was puzzled. They stared fixedly at the Prodigy Battlefield, wishing only for the battle to begin as soon as possible.
"This boy already possesses the heart of one who will never be defeated, the heart of invincibility. If he survives, he will surely become a true overlord in the future!" said a Nascent Soul Realm expert from outside the city in a deep voice, giving Chen Fan the highest praise.
The others nodded as well, their expressions equally solemn.
But