"Alas... Chen Yang's lineage has produced four more monsters. I thought Chen Yang alone was a miracle. How long had he cultivated before achieving Primordial Unity? In the Primordial World, no one could possibly replicate that. But now? Chen Yang's disciples have grown as well, and at a speed beyond imagination. They had cultivated for only a few tens of thousands of years, yet they had reached this level. Alas..."
"Isn't that so? No matter what, the Four Seas Dragon Kings are Quasi-Saints. Relying on the Dragon Clan's unique traits, both their cultivation and strength are formidable. Yet now, when fighting Chen Yang's disciples, they were actually beginning to fall into the disadvantage."
Within the Primordial World, countless people were stunned. One after another, they were shaken by Wushi and the others' performance.
Within Kunlun, Golden-Spirit Holy Mother also found it strange. Looking at Duobao, she could not help but complain resentfully, "Senior Brother Duobao... these are your grand-disciples? Didn't you always say your grand-disciples were nothing special? But now, I realize even I am no match for Shi Hao and the others. You..."
Turtle-Spirit Holy Mother also shook her head with a bitter smile. "From the time we took form, entered the Jie Sect, and cultivated until now, we expended countless efforts. Yet in the end, we were surpassed by a few children of the grand-disciple generation. Alas..."
Duobao was dumbfounded as well. "No, I truly didn't know. I had no idea Wushi and the others would become this powerful. I clearly remembered that the last time I saw them, they had merely possessed Great Luo Dao Fruit cultivation. Who could have known that they would now be Quasi-Saints, with battle power so terrifying when unleashed? Is this the benefit of cultivating the Fantasy System?"
Xuandu was slightly calmer.