Lu Yuan had this thought from the very beginning.
He didn't care about the plans or means of the Outer Realm Creatures.
Because everything, in the face of power, is ultimately illusory.
In today's age, power reigns supreme, and the strong command respect.
As long as you're strong enough.
No matter what the enemy does, it can be ignored.
Just like Lu Yuan's creed now: no matter your thousands of strategies and myriad Great Divine Techniques, I will break them with sheer force.
In front of him, one Great Saint after another converged, each exuding a powerful aura that enveloped the surroundings.
All the auras merged together, naturally bringing about an incredibly terrifying force.
So powerful that even the nearby meteors trembled, flickering between light and dark.
Facing him.
It was still Ji Hongyu.
And eighteen Great Saints in total.
Standing there, they exuded an overwhelming sense of oppression.
