That was something that could not be explained by mere talent. This person held a great secret!
The ground below was utterly silent.
Zhou Tong, who had just been suppressed and was still raving like a mad dog, also shouted, "Junior Ancestor!" and then obediently fell silent.
Everything was unnervingly quiet.
Between heaven and earth, it seemed no one dared to look directly at that figure, as if it were the most dazzling sun.
Wang Xiu was the sole exception.
He looked at the figure before him—the Taixu Junior Ancestor, adored by countless prodigies of the Holy Realm—and nodded silently. A truly peerless prodigy.
Using the Supreme Sensing Chapter to read his aura, Wang Xiu perceived that although this was just a phantom projection, it emanated an incredibly dazzling light, like a great sun.
