The wheel of time was turned once more.
Wind, water, grass, trees, insect calls—even the sound of breathing—returned once again.
Yet the dozen or so Supremes who had leaped out of the Blood God Clan's newly built stronghold—
As well as those Supremes who had not taken flight—
Including every Three Small Tribulations Supreme Realm cultivator, Heavenly Realm cultivator, Heaven Transformation Realm cultivator, and Heaven Fusion Realm cultivator who had noticed this scene, all felt a bone-deep chill at this very moment, as though their entire bodies had been forcibly frozen.
"Th-this has to be... a joke, right?"
Inside the Blood God Clan's newly constructed stronghold—
A middle-aged man at the Physical Body Tribulation stage of the Three Small Tribulations Supreme Realm had sensed the commotion outside. He hurriedly grabbed his weapon and lifted the tent flap, only to witness his own commander being obliterated. Dumbfounded, he let the Curved Blade in his hand fall to the ground, where it struck a pebble and gave off a brief metallic hum.
But no one cared about such trivial details now.
Far too many Blood God Clan soldiers who had been preparing for battle had their fighting spirit utterly shattered by this most shocking sight. They would not flee in panic, but their morale had indeed plummeted.
The Supremes who had already taken flight stood in the air.
Flying higher was not an option.
Landing where they were was not an option either.
Their gazes could only shift between Lu Yuan and the spot where their Earth Supreme commander had just been obliterated, as though they were trying to determine whether this was some little game their commander was playing.
The Supremes who had not yet flown up did not dare to do so either.
After all, flying up now meant deliberately