"Was he even human?"
Especially the people of the Feather Transformation Church—they had never imagined that someone could kill a Great Saint while only being a Half-step Great Saint.
"Ye Xiwen? You're Ye Xiwen?" Someone immediately remembered him—the chief culprit behind the Feather Transformation Church's attack on the True Martial School, the very fuse that had set it off.
Although everyone knew that two factions launching a world-shaking war over the death of one Great Saint was nothing more than a colossal joke, merely an excuse, Ye Xiwen's name had nonetheless been remembered by many.
Especially since, while still a Half-step Great Saint, he had actually slain a Great Saint. This matter had caused a complete sensation not only within the True Martial School, but throughout the entire Feather Transformation Church as well.
No matter what faction it was, such a peerless genius would draw the attention of countless people. Even as enemies, the Feather Transformation Church knew quite a bit about Ye Xiwen.
The moment they saw such a record, they remembered. Coupled with the conversations among those True Martial School disciples just now, how could they not know that the person before them was Ye Xiwen, the fuse of this great war?
"Hahaha, just when I had worn out my iron shoes searching with no result, I found him without any effort! So you're Ye Xiwen. Our Feather Transformation Church has researched you as well. As long as I kill you, I'll immediately obtain an enormous amount of wealth!" A wild voice emerged from the endless mass of Dao soldiers.
One powerful divine sense after another swept across Ye Xiwen, all restless and eager to try. No matter what, the reason the Feather Transformation Church had proclaimed for launching this attack was Ye Xiwen. Whether laughable or not,