Nian Shi's attacks were powerful enough to unmake creation, but they were inefficient, wasteful, and ultimately, useless against Yun Lintian's perfect understanding and control.
"STAND STILL AND DIE!" Nian Shi screamed, his frustration mounting with each failed attack. He poured more and more power into his assaults, the energy radiating from him scorching the fabric of space-time, but Yun Lintian remained an elusive, untouchable figure of calm.
The more Nian Shi raged, the clearer the truth became, even to him. He was a Creator in power level only. He had the strength, but he lacked the essence, the fundamental understanding that Yun Lintian possessed. He was a giant with the strength to lift mountains but without the coordination to throw a punch properly.
At the peak of Nian Shi's frenzied assault, Yun Lintian finally looked up. His gaze met Nian Shi's mad, silver eyes. There was no anger in Yun Lintian's expression, only a profound, pitying certainty.
