"What was going on?"
At that moment, everyone noticed something was wrong, shock surging through their hearts.
The next second, a mysterious phenomenon unfolded.
Everyone saw an arcane blue battle saber appear in Lin Xuan's hand, and then he stepped forward.
Yet as though something had interfered, the Lin Xuan in their eyes somehow appeared before the Eastern Family youth.
Then he raised his battle saber and brought it down, the entire process incomparably slow.
But the terrifying part was that although they clearly saw it, they could not react at all.
Until...
"Bang!"
A violent blade edge condensed. The Eastern Family youth came into contact with the battle saber and exploded directly into a cloud of blood mist, jolting everyone awake.
"Ah..."
Someone screamed, their face splattered with blood.
"What happened?"
"My heavens, just now it seemed as if... time had stopped."
"Dead, dead... an Eastern Family disciple with four immortal rivers... dead, dead..."
Cries of alarm rose one after another, intense emotional fluctuations spreading across the sky.
The Buddha Soil disciple who had charged out alongside the Eastern Family youth stood with his mouth agape. He had been one position away and slightly to the side of the Eastern Family youth, yet he was the closest.
At this moment, half of the Buddha Soil disciple's body was dyed crimson with blood, making him look exceptionally bizarre.
"Do you also think my reputation is undeserved?"
Lin Xuan's calm voice sounded beside the Buddha Soil disciple's ear.
The Buddha Soil disciple trembled all over and stiffly tried to explain, "This little monk absolutely does not..."
However, Lin Xuan interrupted him before he could finish.
"Enough. No need to say more. You certainly thought so."
"Go meet your Buddha Ancestor!"
The Buddha Soil disciple's pupils contracted sharply. Violent blade edge had