Duan Yin was mortified, waiting anxiously with a heart full of agitation, yet no Earth Immortal from his own Dao Field came to receive him.
Several old monsters of the Ember Cause Dao Field had no time to spare for him; they were apologizing to their allies.
Yan Chuan's sect—the Netherworld Dao Field—had several senior powerhouses whose faces were as dark as water. They had already learned the full sequence of events. This battle had actually been caused by Duan Yin.
The consequences were exceedingly dire. Yan Chuan had forcefully stood up for Duan Yin, only to be cut in half at the waist and then decapitated. It was a gruesome sight.
How could the old monsters of the Netherworld Dao Field possibly look pleased?
Yan Chuan was a renowned Great Sage, the public face of that Dao Field. Winning would have been one thing, but now he was "lying dead" at Zheng Guang's feet.
After this bloody battle, even the sect behind him had been humiliated along with him.
Who knew how many people had witnessed the fight? The news was bound to spread everywhere.
The Peak Earth Immortals from the Origin Ruins Dao Field behind Xu Yuan also wore extremely ugly expressions.
In the night sky, some experts sighed. This battle had truly been spectacular.
Some old monsters showed desolate expressions, feeling that the era had cast them aside. These young Ancestors could actually use chaotic Dao resonance in battle. To the older generation, that was "arsenic," a lethal poison.
On the distant mountaintops, figures packed together. To the young and middle-aged cultivators who had come to watch, the battle being good was enough. They felt their trip had not been in vain.
At the end of the horizon, countless low-level cultivators were in an uproar.
"Zheng Guang...