Vast mists surged skyward, forming a spectacle of clouds before the Sea Fishing Tower's residence. They took the shapes of dragons and tigers, men and ghosts.
The scene was grand and awe-inspiring, enough to leave onlookers shaken.
It was proof that the Heavenly One True Water had been burned away.
Supernatural Power against Supernatural Power—the young man who had come to challenge them had utterly overwhelmed Bao Song!
This direct clash of Supernatural Powers had made the difference in strength so starkly clear.
The gap was simply too great.
No wonder that when Bao Song had mocked and questioned him, the young man had replied with just one sentence: "I've come to seek your guidance."
He could defeat him with a turn of his palm. Why waste words?
Jiang Wang did not kick Bao Song while he was down. He simply brought his five fingers together, and the sea of flames that had just scorched the heavens and earth, filling his entire field of vision, vanished in an instant, dwindling to a wisp of flame that he drew back into his palm.
The area was completely empty, as though nothing had happened.
Only the water vapor still hanging in the sky told the story of the battle.
Several fellow disciples who knew Bao Song rushed over and helped him up as he lay there, coughing blood.
Jiang Wang shifted his gaze without the slightest change in expression. Bao Song was not worth another glance.
His eyes slowly swept over the Sea Fishing Tower cultivators present. Each one felt that he had looked their way.
Then he heard the young man ask, "May I ask my Sea Fishing Tower brothers, do I now qualify to challenge Ji Shaoqing?"
Only then did people realize that the battle that had left them astonished,