“Who's this guy?” Sword Seventeen murmured. The mere sight of this newcomer gave him goosebumps. He knew how terrifyingly powerful someone would have to be to approach Yang Qi and himself. Now that he had fused with a primeval godworm, he was even more sensitive to spatial fluctuations, so the fact that this person had approached them without being noticed was very telling.

It was exactly the same with Yang Qi, who had even better control of the godly laws of space than Sword Seventeen.

The yellow-garbed young man with the buzz cut was only a third step Great Sage, which meant that he must have unique talents similar to Yang Qi’s. For some reason, Yang Qi felt like he was finally facing off with a true rival, a sensation he hadn’t experienced again after killing the Crown Prince. As for the sixth and seventh order Demi-Immortals that he had dominated recently, he had known all along that he would eventually beat them. Never had he considered them rivals.

Only...