Whoosh!!!
Just then, a streak of white light shot out.
Not good.
That was a Soul Needle.
Chen Wen shuddered violently, his soul perception flaring at his brow.
But he soon realized it too.
At such close range and such speed, he had no time to react at all.
The next instant, the Soul Needle pierced straight through his brow.
In that instant, Chen Wen froze where he stood, and time itself seemed to stop.
Was... was he dead?
Watching all this, the crowd began to feel numb.
They had never imagined it would end like this.
On the raised platform.
Dongfang Chuge and the others stood dumbstruck, unable to react for a long time.
They could not even describe what they felt as they watched Chen Wen truly die before their eyes.
They even wondered whether things might have been different had they chosen to bring Chen Wen into the Ascension Alliance from the start.
Now, it seemed everything was too late.
Hahaha, good!!!
Ye Chao cheered inwardly.
Yet he chose not to openly display his wild joy.
To him, showing too much emotion would only lower his standing.
He wanted everyone to understand that killing Chen Wen was merely an inevitable outcome.
And he could sit securely on his fishing platform, untroubled by the waves.
Donghuang Dixiao, visible in the Light Screen, also nodded almost imperceptibly.
In particular, he could finally release the breath he had been holding.
Everything was settled.
Though so many disciples had died, it had all been worth it.
Whoosh!!!
Zhangsun Wuji's figure flashed, appearing directly above Chen Wen.
But he did not stop there. He raised a clawed hand and brought it down toward Chen Wen's brow.
In his eyes, everything would only be settled once he crushed Chen Wen's head.
Only then