"Lingyuan!"
Xuanyi watched Jiang Sheng fall into the rift, his fate unknown. He forced his magic power into motion, but still could not move.
The space seemed frozen. No matter how many methods they possessed, they could not use a single one.
Xuan Xin, Kong Zhen, and Jin Qiong all paled as they watched Jiang Sheng plunge into the abyss. It felt as though heaven and earth were collapsing.
Jin Yang, Youhua, and the Three Fairy Sisters, however, felt an inexplicable relief. Jiang Sheng had taken it upon himself to hold off the four gods, but if he died in Buzhou World, it would hardly be bad news for them.
They felt somewhat guilty, yet the thought that they would never again have to face such a monstrous talent also left them glad.
Penglai Lingyuan truly deserved to be called the foremost cultivator of his generation across the All Heavens and Myriad Worlds. He had fought four God Lords for so long. Even if they were only Remnant Souls, and even if he had lost in the end, they could not deny his ability.
Meanwhile, hundreds of millions of miles away, Blood Sea Daoist, Five-Water Profound Lord, and Nine-Phoenix Demon Lord watched Jiang Sheng fall. Blood Sea Daoist could not help smacking his lips. "What a pity. Xuanmen finally produced an undisputed leader, only for him to die here in Buzhou World."
"If we'd stepped in just now, perhaps we could have lent him a hand."
Nine-Phoenix Demon Lord sneered. "Lent him a hand? Helped Lingyuan die faster?"
"You think I didn't see that little trick of yours? Leaping Carp was so desperate to fight Lingyuan because you stirred up his mind and triggered the hidden flaw in his bloodline, wasn't it?"
Five-Water Profound Lord glanced sidelong at Blood Sea