"Tianling Divine Son, your Battle Power is even greater than I imagined. But you are by no means the strongest of the younger generation, so you must not let your guard down in the future."
The flames of Nirvana on Kong Lindao's body gradually died down. Afterward, his aura grew deeper and more tyrannical.
At that moment, Ye Tianling clearly sensed his transformation—his Battle Power was now Near Eight.
If they were to fight again with him in his current state, the outcome might not be the same.
However, Ye Tianling remained unafraid. He still had trump cards he hadn't used—for example, the Blood Sacrifice Divine Body to enhance his Battle Power.
'But he's certain Kong Lindao has them too!'
"Oh? There are even stronger people among the younger generation? I come from the outside world. I'm one of those so-called low-grade bloodline Inheritors from a Small World. That's no secret. As a result, there's much I don't understand about the changes in this New World."
