Several hundred zhang away, every human cultivator stood stunned.
One by one, their eyes bulged wide. If they had not seen their companions looking just as astonished as they were, they would almost have thought they were dreaming.
No—even dreams were not this fantastical.
A grand ancient demon, an existence that had chased them until there was no gate to heaven above and no road into the earth below, had actually been instantly killed by someone with a single glance.
From beginning to end, he had not even moved a finger.
Looking across the whole world, was there anything more exaggerated than this?
Beyond astonishment, there was only more astonishment. They truly could no longer tell dream from reality.
The crisis had been resolved, yet not a single person felt at ease, because that incomparably powerful cultivator was slowly flying toward them.
"Master, could this person be a True Immortal from the heavens?"
The round-faced little fatty swallowed. Aside from an Immortal from the heavens, he truly could not imagine anyone in the world being this powerful.
With a flick of a finger, a mighty enemy turned to ash and smoke; it was far more outrageous than even the realm spoken of in legends. If that was not an Immortal, what else could he be?
"I don't know either."
The old man's expression was much the same. Although compared with his martial nephew, his experience was far broader, an existence like Lin Xuan had already far surpassed the level he could understand. So whether the other party was an Immortal or not... though he felt this guess was somewhat absurd, he truly did not dare lightly deny that conclusion.
Powerful. The other party was no ordinary kind of powerful.
Perhaps he truly was a True Immortal descended to the lower