For the martial artists of the Light Universe, this outcome had truly come as an enormous surprise.
That Sloth Mist Race Darkness Breed had been immensely powerful. With their current strength, it had been absolutely impossible for them to escape its grasp. Even if Shi Lao had erupted with his origin at all costs, it would have been useless.
Therefore, the Light Universe martial artists present had truly given up all hope.
Yet in the end, that legendary prodigy had suddenly appeared. The moment he acted, he had dealt with a Sloth Mist Race Darkness Breed at around the Fourth Floor of the Advanced Demon Emperor Level.
The entire process had been effortless, casual, and absurdly simple.
Wang Teng had merely thrown a few punches, directly shattering the other party's Small World Projection. He had even forcibly interrupted its Demon Transformation when it tried to transform, finally blasting its body apart.
What terrifying strength and power!
Yet the entire sequence had flowed as smoothly as drifting clouds and running water, somehow carrying an air of elegance.
He had clearly been violent and ferocious, but he did not give off the impression of some muscle-bound brute. Combined with that outrageously handsome face, the contrast had been utterly jarring.
That impact was something the martial artists present had never experienced before.
"W-We... were saved?"
A Light Universe martial artist opened his mouth before finally stammering out the words.
That voice immediately brought everyone back to their senses. Only then did they realize that they really seemed to have been saved.
What had clearly been a hopeless defeat had suddenly reversed. The immense contrast left everyone unable to accept it at once.
"Everyone, you have been saved." Wang Teng looked at the Light Universe martial artists below and smiled faintly.
As soon as