The city gates stood wide open, and the aftershocks of the explosion were still echoing, but inside the gates, it was terrifyingly quiet.
Whether they were disciples of Three Elements Academy or pursuers from the Heaven Dou Empire, all of them stared dumbfounded at the figure wearing a bamboo hat, gripped by a suffocating feeling that left them afraid to even breathe too hard.
"Brother Dai, you..."
Feng Xiaotian felt his throat go dry. He swallowed with difficulty and slowly forced out a few words.
A city gate that could have held off even a Titled Douluo for a while had failed to withstand a single blow in front of Dai Yao. In ten years, just how terrifying had Dai Yao's strength become?
Back then, he and Dai Yao had both been known as prodigies of the Heaven Dou Empire's younger generation. Though the gap between his strength and Dai Yao's had been vast, making the title somewhat undeserved, in just ten short years, Dai Yao had already left him far behind—so far he could no longer even see his back.
Although he had expected it, when he truly saw this scene, he still could not help feeling a sour ache in his heart.
Beside him, Huo Wushuang and Huo Wu also stared at Dai Yao in shock.
Huo Wu pressed her lips together, staring blankly at Dai Yao. In that complicated gaze, there seemed to be different emotions hidden within.
Back then, she and Dai Yao had once shared a past, but because of the pride in her heart, even knowing that Dai Yao had a fiancée, she had chosen to bury her fondness for him deep inside.
But after Dai Yao left Oakland Academy in Spirit City and chose to join Spirit Hall, she had never seen him