Ten against one, yet they could not bring him down quickly. All they could do was stand firm on the battlefield...
For the Ten Limitless Ones, that was hardly praise. It only served to highlight his divine might.
These ten stood among the strongest in the Chaos Sea, yet they were helpless against one man. On the surface, the battle remained undecided; they did not even seem to be gaining the upper hand.
They had utterly lost face.
Ten against one, and this was how they performed? Did they even know how to fight?
So whatever the final outcome—even if there was no clear outcome and the battle simply petered out—
Meng Chuan's strength would be etched deep into the hearts of the many Great Powers, never to be forgotten.
He had fought more than ten Limitless Ones alone, crushed several of them, then held firm against ten. No one could find a flaw in such a performance. From any angle, there was nothing to fault and no denying his strength.
Even the most conceited, arrogant, and disdainful could only marvel at such power. None would think, I could take his place.
This was more than perfection. It was terrifying. Before this battle, no one would have believed such a thing could happen, or that such a person could exist.
Say it aloud, and no one would believe it. They would probably look at the speaker with the tender concern reserved for an idiot.
Even tall tales needed some logic.
Unfortunately, the facts proved that only stories in novels needed logic. The Chaos Sea did not.
“If he truly breaks through the Great Dao Restriction and fully masters the power he has now, the entire Chaos Sea will bow to him,” the Ancestral Dragon said with a sigh.
Even though