"This king cannot understand it either," Hong Wang said.
"This king as well." Yang Wang, Ape King, and the others voiced their agreement in turn, all feeling it was unrealistic.
Even if both sides possessed equal talent, how could the resources and Dao teachings of the myriad heavens compare to that place? With their acquired resources differing, no matter how high the other party's talent was, how could he possibly be Dao Wushuang's match?
This was simply unrealistic!
"His domain and his fist art were all self-created. He does not use the laws of the myriad heavens. That is the key to his strength—he trusts only himself." Dao Wushuang had long considered this question and answered bluntly.
"Self-created? His cultivation is merely at the Immortal King Realm. Even if he created them himself, what level of techniques could he possibly create?" Green Wood King continued, still unable to understand.
"There is no upper limit to techniques, and no end to the Dao!"
"Cultivation realm is not the sole measure of a genius. The gap between realms exists precisely for geniuses to shatter!"
"This is also the greatest difference between you and him and me. It is not merely cognition, but vision."
Dao Wushuang shook his head.
There was no upper limit to techniques, and no end to the Dao!
Upon hearing this, even Wang Xuan, the son of an Immortal Emperor, wavered. He felt as though a far broader gate had appeared before him.
But he could not push open that gate! He was unworthy of entering!
That was likely the gate only true heaven-defying prodigies could enter. Even though he was an Emperor's Son, he lacked the qualifications. He had not met the standard.
"Then he should have a master guiding him, right? Wushuang, do you think his master