"It seems the gap isn't as large as you expected, eh, Wei Chuan?" Chen Zi said, his voice calm yet laced with sharp intent.
His spiritual energy surged in waves, wrapping around him like a venomous mist.
Though his cultivation level was lower than Wei Chuan's, his sheer battle prowess made it clear—he was not to be underestimated.
Wei Chuan's grin widened at the provocation.
"Then let's put that to the test."
Without hesitation, he thrust his hand forward, his spiritual energy exploding outward.
The earth trembled beneath him as dark yellow stones tore free from the ground, drawn into the air by his cultivation base.
In mere seconds, the fragments fused into massive boulders that hovered menacingly around him, each one radiating a heavy spiritual pressure.
Their glow flickered ominously, the condensed power within them akin to a Foundation Establishment cultivator's full-force attack.
And there were dozens of them.
