When Qiu Tianjing, Elder Wu, Qiu Ruoshui, and the other Direct Disciples saw this, they were astonished by Wu Dao's mastery of the Fist Dao, but they also realized who he was targeting.
They were also eager to see.
When two peerless Demons from this brilliant era faced each other in the same domain, who would come out on top?
With the blessing of Wuliang Mountain.
The Mighty Power of the imprints left by climbers could be maintained at its peak state indefinitely.
Therefore, Wu Dao's challenge to Prince Nanyang's fist was completely fair and just.
Of course.
If they knew that Wu Dao's actual attainments in the Fist Dao were only at the Ninth Floor, they probably wouldn't be thinking this way.
HUMMM—
On Wuliang Mountain.
A boundless Thunder Sea churned with infinite Celestial Might.
The moment his supremely tyrannical and destructive Fist Intent pressed down upon everything...
The stone monument left by Prince Nanyang seemed to sense Wu Dao's challenge.
