The other party's disdain was clearly not feigned, leaving Xu Xuan utterly baffled.
But when he actually stepped forward and prepared to fight the old man, Xu Xuan suddenly realized something was wrong.
The surrounding space distorted, and a strange, powerful Law pressed down, forcing Xu Xuan's cultivation down to exactly the same level as the old man's!
Still, Xu Xuan's Chaos Body was, after all, a heaven-defying existence capable of grinding away all Laws.
If he unleashed his full strength, he might be able to weaken this suppression somewhat.
"I was wrong! But Senior, with your cultivation so low, what can you teach me?"
Xu Xuan looked at the old man with curiosity all over his face. Though he knew he had underestimated the Laws here, he still could not understand.
The further one traveled down the path of cultivation, the deeper one's understanding of power became. What benefit was there in lingering in the lower realms?
"The weaker you are, the more you cherish every scrap of power, and the more you push every scrap of power to its utmost limit."
"But when you command boundless power, you think your understanding of power is profound and your control perfect. Yet that is merely your own delusion."
"Many things can only be felt deeply when you are weak."
"Power is like gold and silver in the mortal world. Only when they are scarce can you truly understand their value. Once you have countless riches and can earn vast sums with a thought, those who believe they understand gold and silver have long since forgotten their essence."
"What is the most fundamental, practical purpose of a measure of power, just like a measure of gold or silver?"
The old man narrowed his eyes. As he studied Xu Xuan, shock stirred