Ancestor Chen Mo was dead. With his final unwilling scream, he had completely turned into nothingness, his soul annihilated.
At that moment, heaven and earth fell deathly silent.
Everyone looked toward Lin Changqing. He stood in midair with his hands behind his back, killing intent soaring around him. After sweeping his blade-like gaze over everyone present, he gave a cold laugh. "Who else wants to use me as a banner for sacrifice...?"
No one answered, because every one of them had been stunned by Lin Changqing's methods.
Especially the foreign-race experts who had entered from the outside—they knew Ancestor Chen Mo's strength all too well. He was a supreme ancestor who had long since made his name, a powerful existence among Half-step Divine Saint Great Powers. Not a single person present dared claim they could certainly suppress him.
As for killing him, that was even more impossible.
To put it bluntly, if Ancestor Chen Mo had been determined to leave, not one of them could have stopped him, much less killed him.
Yet Lin Changqing had done it. Not only had he slain Ancestor Chen Mo, he had done so with such effortless ease that he had not even given his opponent a chance to flee.
"Damn it, why is this human brat so powerful? We all misjudged him. This man is practically a monstrous prodigy—an Origin Saint killing a Half-step Divine Saint..."
"It's the pair of Light Wings behind him. Those are definitely Top-grade Innate Spirit Treasures. They let him appear silently behind Ancestor Chen Mo without the slightest disturbance, and his speed was astonishingly fast. Without those spirit treasures, he could never have taken down Ancestor Chen Mo so quickly."
"That's right. Those Light Wings are absolutely Top-grade Innate Spirit Treasures. Damn it... How could a human junior