As Elder Fazheng's words fell, everyone present snapped out of their daze.
"He became the Champion of the first round's Sword Dao contest just that easily?!"
"Heavens, this is a true Sword Dao genius, unrivaled through the ages, supreme beneath heaven, without equal in past or present!"
"Such Sword Dao talent is beyond anything I have ever seen, beyond imagination, beyond the bounds of our understanding!"
"If his Sword Dao talent merely defied heaven, that would be one thing. But he also commands the Heaven-Slaying Sword Draw, a Sword Dao Divine Ability lost in the long river of time! Who among his peers could possibly stand alongside him in a contest of swordsmanship?"
"I'm afraid... even Ye Sword God, hailed as the greatest swordsman of the younger generation, falls far behind him. He might not even catch sight of his back!"
Everyone exclaimed in wonder. Many young prodigies had stars in their eyes, overwhelmed with emotion.
Yet... there was not a trace of jealousy or hatred in their eyes, only profound envy.
Had Ye Tian's Sword Dao talent surpassed theirs by just a little, they could still have seen hope of catching up and pushed themselves to cultivate harder.
But talent like Ye Tian's could scarcely be found even by combing through all of ancient history.
No! Those who could compare with him were so few, so exceedingly rare, that they would likely have to scour the ancient books to find traces of even a handful.
Thus... in their eyes, Ye Tian was now a divine dragon soaring far above them, someone they could only admire from afar and look up to. He stood on an entirely different plane.
The elders leading the various Immortal Forces were equally stunned, their expressions trembling with shock.
*Such talent... was this what the