An avatar.
Those two words were as light as the last wisp of smoke from a dying candle in the wind.
Yet when they fell upon the ears of the Human Realm's prodigies, they weighed more heavily than Di Cang's previous thirteen spear strikes combined!
Whether it was Xiao Yan, Zhuge Feng, Xiao Lingxi, Su Ling'er, or the others, as they watched the direction in which Di Cang had vanished, they had undoubtedly all thought of this question.
They had fought for so long.
They had gambled away half their lives.
They had exposed nearly every trump card the Human Realm possessed.
And in the end, all they had defeated was an avatar?
One avatar had forced four peerless prodigies to join hands, only for them to barely hold on?
It had forced Wu Wushuang to break through to the Half-Step Epoch King realm in the midst of battle?
It had forced Wu Wushuang to reveal the All Under Heaven All-Beings Sword, a trump card that should have been saved for the very end?
One avatar had nearly pushed the entire Human Realm's combat strength to its limit!
Then just how powerful was Di Cang's true body?
No one knew the answer.
Or rather, no one dared to imagine that answer.
Xiao Yan suddenly laughed.
There was no bitterness or fear in that laughter, only a carefree boldness that stirred everyone's blood.
"Interesting."
He slung the Dark Iron Heavy Ruler over his shoulder, and the unruly grin at the corner of his lips was more flamboyant than ever.
"To be honest, I was worried before. What if Di Cang was only capable of this much? Wouldn't this trip to the Eternal Battlefield be far too boring?"
"Now it's perfect!"
He grinned, flashing white teeth, while a light fiercer than Myriad