Blue moonlight surged from the Blue Moon Clan youth's fingertips, gathering into a beam that shot toward the old King with a sharp whoosh.
Before everyone's horrified eyes, the old King had no time to react before he was reduced to ashes.
Eerie blood light drifted through the air, while shattered bones rained down from the sky.
The thick stench of blood assailed their nostrils, stabbing at the hearts of every Great Xia cultivator.
Everyone was petrified.
An old King of profound cultivation.
Had been instantly slain by a foreign youth just like that?
That person looked barely over twenty. How could he possibly possess the strength to kill a King Realm expert in a single blow?
The Blue Moon Clan.
Other than the different color of their hair and the blue moon emblem between their brows, they did not seem much different from them.
How could they be so powerful?
"Could this be some old monster possessing a young man's body?"
"No. His soul flame brims with life, like the rising sun at dawn. There is not the slightest trace of old age about him. He cannot be an old monster."
"You mean to say that at his age, his strength has already surpassed all reason? That is impossible, isn't it? Even the Dragon Seedlings of the lofty Outer Realm could not possibly possess such strength!"
Treasures stirred the hearts of men. After the Divine Treasure appeared, all the sects near Bear Martial City came.
There were several Kings among them. Ordinarily, they looked down upon an entire region, yet today, even they had been frightened by the terror of the Blue Moon Clan.
As for the Bear Martial City residents watching nearby, they had long since begun to tremble. A King Realm expert they regarded as a god