How was that possible?
After a brief silence, the crowd below exploded into uproar.
The cultivators looked at one another. If not for the fact that every single person's expression was shocked to the extreme, they would almost have suspected something was wrong with their ears.
This matter was simply too unbelievable.
Although the Heavenly Corpse Sect had recently gone through many twists and turns, in terms of strength, it was not the least bit weaker than their own sect, and was likewise one of the five great sects of Tianshuang Prefecture.
As one of that sect's two Supreme Elders, Old Devil Gu was naturally no small figure. Tens of thousands of years ago, he had already advanced to the Spirit Division stage.
Although the two sides were on bad terms, in terms of strength, he was absolutely a senior whom everyone present needed to look up to.
And the Heavenly Corpse Sect was skilled in corpse-controlling arts. It was said that this old devil had raised a Silver-Winged Corpse King.
That was a monster selected from tens of thousands of Iron-Armored Corpses, then nurtured by the old devil with all kinds of heavenly materials and earthly treasures. Its strength pressed close to the Spirit Division stage.
Even if it was slightly inferior compared to a true Spirit Division-stage cultivator, it would have no problem contending with one for a short while.
In other words, with the Corpse Demon he had raised added in, when the old monster faced an existence of the same rank, it was basically two against one.
His strength was even above that of an ordinary Spirit Division cultivator.
For such an existence, even if their sect's Martial Uncle faced him, he would have no certainty of victory. Yet now Lin Xuan had fought him and