The white-haired man hovered in the air, a divine flame burning behind his head. Though small, like a flickering candle, this flame radiated a three-foot halo of light behind him.0

The moment this flame appeared, the world shuddered, and ripples of energy spread outward, carrying a terrifying pressure. Despite its fragile appearance, as if a gust of wind could extinguish it, the flame made heaven and earth tremble.0

This was no ordinary fire—it was the condensation of Sovereign qi. Though just a trace, it was enough to shake the very laws of existence and compel all Daos to bow.0

“Bastard, he’s a Sovereign sprout!...0