Time Like Flowing Water, the Sound of Its Surge (Two-in-One)

"Senior Brother Xuanyang, my foundation was lacking, and I lost this bout."

"Yet I benefited immensely from the exchange!"

"I hope that, when the day comes, I may verify my cultivation with Senior Brother once more."

At this moment.

Above the clear sky, an equally clear voice rang out. It belonged to yet another defeated prodigy of the same generation, who was offering polite words before Liu Dongqing.

This person was not unfamiliar to Liu Dongqing.

He was none other than Cheng Yingjue, whom Liu Dongqing had once heard of—the man who had suffered grievous injuries in the Turbid Netherworld.

He had already healed those injuries. With time slowly passing and the killing game at the Hanging World Great Wall proceeding in orderly fashion, he had finally reached this step.

It was likely because they were old acquaintances.

At this moment, Liu Dongqing reined in the Nine-Infant Earth Mother Myriad Spirits Diagram while smiling gently and speaking.

"This is your first time verifying your own natural talent and endowment, yet you were able, like Fellow Daoist Cheng, to calmly display all the profound mysteries of your various Daos."

"Regardless of victory or defeat."

"Your temperament, Dao heart, and divine wisdom are already among the very best of our generation."

"Advance a little further, and you may be able to retreat unscathed!"

On the other side.

Cheng Yingjue was still standing there in a daze. From the moment he finished speaking, he had been constantly examining his performance in that battle—from how long he had restrained the Primordial Mother True Light within his natural Dao aspect, to the final number of Nascent Spirits he had condensed.

From multiple angles and dimensions, he was comparing himself horizontally with the other prodigies and monsters who had fought Liu Dongqing.

Even.

It was said