"The three saints of Lion Camel Kingdom... lost just like that?"
An elderly Human Race cultivator muttered to himself, his voice especially clear in the silence.
"More than just the three saints... seven great saints had joined forces to surround and kill him!"
"That strike, almost at the level of an ancient saint, only destroyed one of Saint Chu's Dharma bodies..."
"The crucial part was that he captured them alive. That was more than ten times harder than killing them!"
The crowd finally recovered from its extreme shock, erupting into a mountain-toppling, tsunami-like uproar.
Countless gazes focused on Chu Jiang, filled with awe, fear, fervor, and even mad worship.
"Ancient texts recorded that there had once been invincible saints, unmatched among those of the same realm, suppressing all saints as easily as taking something from a bag... I had always thought that was an exaggeration."
"Only today did I learn that ancient history held no falsehoods."
"Saint Chu... was he truly only in the Saint Realm? Across the entire Barren Domain, among Saint Realm cultivators, who else could contend with him?"
"Hahaha, I bet right! I bet on Saint Chu to win—I've made a fortune!"
Those who had wagered on Chu Jiang were beside themselves with joy, while the cultivators who had placed their bets on the three saints of Lion Camel Kingdom were ashen-faced, their intestines green with regret.
"It's over... it's all over..."
"Who could have imagined he was this powerful..."
Every faction reacted differently, but regardless of their emotions, everyone understood one thing.
After this battle, Chu Jiang's name would no longer be confined to the Southern Wasteland.
With one Dharma body, he had fought seven saints alone. When his true body descended, he captured six saints in three breaths and sent one fleeing in rout.
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