A Mere Eighty- or Ninety-Thousand-Year Light Unicorn Wants to Make Me Return Empty-Handed?

"Still, it was only to be expected. You two are both inheritors of divine positions blessed with immense fortune, so having such luck was nothing unusual."

"Truly, the waves behind drive those ahead. Each generation surpasses the last."

Golden Crocodile Douluo could not help sighing with emotion as he spoke.

Thinking back to his era, it had also been a gathering of exceptional talents, with supreme powerhouses such as Tang Chen, Qian Daoliu, and Bo Saixi, who had become Limit Douluo.

Later, their era faded into obscurity. Although no one capable of taking their places appeared afterward, only a few years passed before top geniuses like Bibi Dong, Qian Renxue, and Yun Chen emerged one after another, leaving people utterly astonished.

As for why Tang Hao was not included, it was because Tang Hao had long since died. No matter how gifted or brilliant he had been, he was now nothing more than a pile of dry bones.

Yun Chen could not help marveling as well. The power inflation on Douluo Continent had truly been incredibly rapid.

If Golden Crocodile Douluo and the others learned that, by the era twenty thousand years later, the power ceiling would expand to an even more terrifying extent and there would be far more such powerhouses, who knew what they would think.

Not to mention the era that came after that.

What even was a Limit Douluo? Weren't they just trash found everywhere?

Of course, that might not have been entirely accurate, but they truly were not worthy of mention among high-level combatants. At most, they were qualified to be teachers; even ordinary god-level beings were somewhat unfit to stand on the stage of the final battle.

"Since Xue'er has made up her mind, we'll do it that way."

"On the other side of