Northern Snow Plains, Meng Qingzhou's entire body emitted scorching steam. After a dozen consecutive battles, he seemed to handle it effortlessly, but in reality, the consumption was immense. Each strike was made with full force, intentionally creating a sense of oppression to instill fear in the members of the World Sect Alliance, forcing them to abandon the fight. Otherwise, if he had to battle continuously, even with the Primordial Creation Bloodline, it would be extremely difficult to persist.

After all, none of these people were ordinary. To cultivate to this realm, each one was a prodigy.

Looking around, almost every Morning Glow Realm cultivator had walked a unique path.

Hai Lantian's Jianmu, Li Qihang's Death Sword, Gu Yue's Swift Wind...