"Are you afraid to accept the challenge?" Zheng Mo continued to provoke Ling Han. He spread out his own silvery river, and it could be clearly seen that most of the stars within had dimmed, and there were merely 10,000 stars that were still exuding blazing light.
10,000 stars was the standard of someone who had just broken through to the high extreme of the Eternal River Tier.
This would be a relatively fair battle because what determined the battle prowess of a cultivator was not merely power, but also Regulations. Thus, though Zheng Mo had sealed his power, he was still at the height of the consummate level of the Eternal River Tier in terms of Regulations.
The other prodigies smirked coldly. If you did not have the courage to accept even a battle like this, would you still be qualified to call yourself a king tier?