This discovery was truly no small matter.
One had to know that the five layers of sacred arts Shen Yun had just unleashed were all true eternal paths. Any one of them possessed supreme potential to challenge for the Immortal King realm.
Yet now, he had actually treated these five paths to the heavens as firewood, using them to nourish that unprecedented Great Dao of Creation.
If he truly succeeded, the consequences would be unimaginable. He might directly attain the Immortal King Dao, and no one would ever be able to restrain him again!
"Your eyesight is not bad."
Shen Yun spoke slowly. The corner of his eye quietly swept over Feng Cangming, and a rare trace of praise entered his voice.
After their prolonged battle, this man had not only grasped the overall situation and made the most precise judgments time and again in desperate circumstances; now, he had even seen through the sacred art Shen Yun was creating at a single glance—such extraordinary insight was truly remarkable.
By contrast, although Wusheng Immortal Venerable's cultivation was also profound and he had received the empowerment bestowed by Jiemie Immortal King, he still seemed somewhat immature before an ancient colossus like Feng Cangming.
"You brat... you dare ignore me!"
Wusheng Immortal Venerable's gaze was sharp as blades. He keenly caught that Shen Yun's attention was almost entirely fixed on Feng Cangming. As for himself, he had actually become an insignificant foil!
Such naked contempt completely ignited the anger in his heart.
He was Jiemie Immortal King's most favored son, the future master of the Wusheng Realm. Wherever he went, he had always been surrounded by stars like the moon, worshipped by all living beings. When had he ever suffered such humiliation?
"Brat, wait until I cripple your cultivation and tear apart