So, it was no exaggeration when Yuan Liao said he was the most powerful among the three.
No wonder he stood to one side, letting the wind blow his monk's robe, his face filled with loneliness; geniuses are lonely too.
Just as Yuan Liao was happily standing on the edge of the arena, showing off his skills and feeling the increasingly amazed eyes of the Piaomiao Sect disciples below, as well as the increasingly quiet atmosphere around the Fifth Arena, he enjoyed himself, thinking secretly, "What a bunch of bumpkins, have they never met a genius before?"
Ah, what a realm, what a commanding presence, was this not the very realm that Elder Changgeng wanted him to reach?
