When Zuo Wen's head was crushed outright in Jiang Bei's hand...
The entire Sacred Hall square instantly sank into deathly silence.
Whether it was the few remaining members of the Zuo Clan Ancestral Hall, or the Sacred Hall's He Daoxuan, Qi Jun, Huo An, Chen Xu, and the others—even Deng Shu among them—all of their eyes went wide and their mouths fell open.
Their faces were filled with disbelief and horror!
Zuo Wen!
This was Zuo Wen!
A Peak God Emperor existence!
Even in the Zuo Clan Ancestral Hall, he was someone who ranked among the top!
Just moments ago, he had still been arrogant and overbearing, treating them, the people of the Sacred Hall, like mere chickens and dogs!
And now... he had actually had his head crushed bare-handed by Jiang Bei, this young disciple in their eyes, as if Jiang Bei were crushing a watermelon?!
How was that possible?!
"Dead... He's dead?" "Just like that... dead?!"
Qi Jun's throat bobbed as he spoke in disbelief.
He Daoxuan's face was also filled with shock at this moment, and he said in horror, "Zuo Wen, a Peak God Emperor, was just... crushed by Jiang Bei...? This... this..."
"Zuo Wen!!!"
In the distance, Zuo Long let out a grief-stricken roar, his body trembling.
He had once hunted Jiang Bei together with Zuo Wen and knew Zuo Wen's strength all too well. He never would have imagined that after only a few days apart, Zuo Wen could actually be instantly killed by Jiang Bei!
Zuo Heling and Deng Shu were likewise shocked to the extreme.
Deng Shu was first stunned, then wild joy burst from his eyes, and he growled excitedly, "Good! Good! Good kill!!"
Zuo Heling's expression, however, darkened to the extreme, his face turning livid. He stared fixedly at Jiang