Everyone in the Great Hall looked at Su Ming, sprawled on the ground like a crippled dog, then at Ye Tian, lofty, relaxed, and unruffled. The contrast was stark.
He truly lived up to his reputation as a young Supreme of the Eternal Immortal Domain and the Young Master of the Eternal Ye Family. His strength was unfathomable, like a vast, deep ocean, and utterly terrifying.
Su Ming had easily defeated two prodigies of their Su Family. His strength was certainly not weak; he ranked among the best of his peers.
Yet he could not withstand even a wisp of Ye Tian's aura. Words could no longer describe the gulf between them. One stood in the heavens, the other lay on the earth, and their paths could never meet in this lifetime.
"Is this the divine might of Young Master Ye? How terrifying! He's only in his early teens."
"Even among the younger generation of our Great Thousand World, he would absolutely be invincible. I doubt even those prodigies in their twenties could withstand a single move."
"Young Master Ye is like an immortal from the heavens. Even among the younger generation of the Eternal Immortal Domain, he must be far ahead of the rest!"
"Yes, yes, absolutely... far ahead of the rest!"
The elders exchanged exclamations, their hearts filled with awe. Never had they seen a boy reach such heights. He was a hero among men, a divine dragon in the heavens.
Su Potian hurried forward and bowed deeply to Ye Tian, as though begging forgiveness.
Sure enough, he said directly to Ye Tian, "Please forgive us, Young Master."
"This wretched dog disturbed your enjoyment and dared provoke you before everyone, showing you utter disrespect."
"Fortunately, your divine might and unrivaled talent allowed you to suppress him with a