The Light Saint's expression seemed to freeze at once. He had never imagined that the final outcome would be like this. His all-out strike had been utterly incapable of withstanding a single blow before Ye Xiwen.
As for the five moves he had prepared to stall for time, he had not even had the chance to finish them. He had only used the second move; the third, originally meant to kill Ye Xiwen, had never had the chance to be unleashed.
It was not that he had not tried hard enough, but that Ye Xiwen was simply too powerful. Even after he had given it everything he had, he was still utterly vulnerable before the current Ye Xiwen.
His eyes were wide with disbelief. He simply could not understand how, in such a short span of time, the situation had deteriorated to such an extent. He, once invincible within this realm, had actually been unable to defeat a newcomer who had attained the Dao only ten thousand years ago.
How had everything turned out like this?
For a moment, all sounds fell silent. Aside from Ye Xiwen directly collecting the Light Saint's corpse and feeding it to the World Tree, everyone else was utterly stunned. No one had expected to witness such a scene. In the blink of an eye, everything had been reversed, and no one knew why.
Only a few people vaguely guessed that it might have something to do with the fruit Ye Xiwen had absorbed earlier. Yet no one knew what that fruit was, or how it could be so terrifying.
But even more people thought of a deeper issue. Ye Xiwen had come in such an aggressive manner precisely to rescue his disciple and kill the Yin-Yang Harmonious Emperor.
Yet everyone knew exactly who the