A great battle had erupted at the Mystic Maiden Pavilion. Terrifying blood energy pierced the heavens, and such a sight had long drawn the attention of Saint City's powerhouses. Gazes turned toward it from every corner.
Boom!
The Dao of the Wang Family Martial Saint collapsed, shocking everyone. A Dharma Form Martial Saint had failed to make even the slightest ripple before being slain, centuries of bitter cultivation reduced to a fleeting phantom.
Several floating pavilions of the Mystic Maiden Pavilion shone, blocking the dispersing force and suppressing the roaring Dao.
Some gazebos cracked from the shockwaves, while the lake nearby surged into waves before Autumn Water Fairy calmed it with a wave of her hand.
Although Wei Fan had not restrained his strength, this was still Saint City, a place filled with powerhouses. Together, they suppressed the aftermath of the battle.
Of course, he had not deliberately damaged the Mystic Maiden Pavilion. Everything had been for the sake of killing his enemies; he simply had not held back his power.
"Wang Jinyao died so unfairly!"
A sigh rang out.
As a Dharma Form Martial Saint of a Martial Emperor Family, Wang Jinyao's strength had certainly not been lacking. But who could have imagined that an unremarkable young man would be such a monstrous talent who had achieved Body Sanctification?
Of all things, Wang Jinyao had wanted to spare the man's life and capture him for the Wang Family's judgment. He had held back in their first clash. Then, because they were in the Mystic Maiden Pavilion and he feared that the aftermath would damage the place, he had actually gone into close combat with a monster who had achieved Body Sanctification. Before he could use any of the Martial Emperor Family's methods, his head had been blown apart.
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