Huo Yuhao was utterly shaken by the ability Rong Nianbing had displayed.
"Teacher, are you omnipotent within your own world?" Huo Yuhao asked.
Rong Nianbing's divine consciousness nodded. "You are perceptive indeed."
Huo Yuhao asked, "If Tang San had this authority on the Douluo Continent, why would he need to go to such lengths over so many things?"
Everything Rong Nianbing had demonstrated left Huo Yuhao with a faint sense of despair.
Rong Nianbing's divine consciousness gave a derisive smile. "You said it yourself-that was on the Douluo Continent."
"The world you live in is called the Douluo Continent, but the era you live in is not."
"You had best look out for yourself!"
When his teacher Rong Nianbing's divine consciousness departed, Huo Yuhao, standing within the Mental Divine Hall of the Douluo Plane, felt nothing but boundless, piercing cold wash over his face.
He knew what his teacher had just demonstrated: how an entire plane, an entire world bearing the laughter and tears of living beings, the withering and flourishing of vegetation, arose from his teacher's emotions and was sustained through them.
The curling and unfurling of every wisp of wind, the rise and fall of every inch of land, the joys and sorrows of all living beings lay within his teacher's will.
Whatever his teacher Rong Nianbing wanted, so it would be! That was absolute dominion over a plane.
In fact, after Huo Yuhao reset the Douluo Plane, he had barely reached the threshold of that kind of dominion over the land that had birthed and nurtured him.
Every mountain and river across Douluo, the cooking smoke rising in every city-state, and the soul beasts dwelling in every forest appeared clearly within his perception.
Back in his previous life, when he had opened up the "Peerless Tang Sect"