"If the elder hadn't taken it head-on, it probably wouldn't have come to this."
With a chuckle, he replied. Qi Xiu was very clear in his heart that just now the old man had almost entirely withstood his Thunder Magic without any trickery. And he managed to comb and tame the overwhelming power of the thunder that flooded the heavens and earth, merging it into the palm of his hand. Both of these processes were things he admitted he couldn't achieve.
"If I didn't take it head-on, how would I know exactly how capable you are?"
As he extinguished the last strand of thunder light in his palm, Gu smoothed his hand over his still-smoldering beard, which immediately returned to its original state despite the scorched blackness.
"Each generation of the [Primordial] has been exceptionally talented, surpassing all in the world. All the laws under heaven, none not mastered, none not understood. Your generation has also not disgraced the name of the [Primordial]."
