"Could it be that my path, Fuxi's path, truly has come to an end?"
Fuxi gave a bitter laugh, his eyes filled with bewilderment.
Just as despair settled over him, the sounds of a fierce battle suddenly rang out ahead.
Fuxi frowned slightly and looked toward the noise.
He saw two young men sparring in midair.
One wielded the Black Iron Staff, his blood and vital energy surging like a dragon, every swing carrying terrifying power that could tear through the void. The other wore a five-colored brocade robe, Five-Colored Divine Light swirling behind him, the overwhelming might of the innate five elements flowing through his every movement.
"What exquisite use of laws! What powerful bodies!"
As Fuxi watched their battle, a flicker of surprise crossed his eyes.
He could tell at a glance that although both were only at the Daluo Golden Immortal level, their combat strength far surpassed their peers. They could even just about contend with someone in the early Quasi-Saint realm!
When did such astonishingly gifted juniors emerge in the Primordial World?
Curiosity stirred in Fuxi. He concealed himself and quietly watched from the sidelines.
Six-Eared Macaque and Kong Xuan were locked in a fierce exchange, neither gaining the upper hand.
"Flower Peacock, your Five-Colored Divine Light is getting slipperier by the day! Even my staff can barely catch it!" Six-Eared Macaque shouted as he swung the Iron Staff.
"Hmph, perhaps you're just getting weaker, you unruly monkey!" Kong Xuan snorted, turning his Five-Colored Divine Light into a sky-filling rain of swords that swept toward Six-Eared Macaque to shred him.
Though neither gave ground in their verbal sparring, their attacks were carefully controlled. They were clearly exchanging moves to test their understanding of laws.
Watching from the side, Fuxi grew more astonished with every passing moment.