Everyone reacted differently to the sight.
Donghuang Wushuang and the other disciples wore faint smiles.
To them, victory was as certain as something already in their grasp.
Besides, so many people had failed to bring Chen Wen down.
If they managed it, wouldn't that be a tremendous achievement?
How would the world view them then?
No matter how they looked at it, they had nothing to lose.
Inside the Mandate Hall.
Duan Changfeng drew a deep breath, then asked, "Sky Lord, do you think that boy Li Luo is a match for Chen Wen?"
"Or could there still be some unexpected turn in this battle?"
At those words, the disciples couldn't help looking toward Hei Fengyueying.
Clearly, they also wanted to hear her opinion.
Hei Fengyueying said calmly, "Under these circumstances, that boy has absolutely no chance of turning things around."
"Even at his peak, he wouldn't necessarily be a match for Li Luo."
"With that assurance from you, we can rest a little easier."
Duan Changfeng couldn't help saying.
The others nodded discreetly as well.
Honestly, if they took action themselves, they were also confident they could kill Chen Wen.
But they couldn't deny how terrifying Chen Wen was. This was no longer merely a question of strength.
It concerned a person's talent and the combat power ceiling of his cultivation realm.
Even they didn't dare claim to stand above Chen Wen in that regard.
To them, as long as this man survived, his future truly knew no bounds.
At the same time.
Ximen Tiankuang and the others, who had long since grown numb, involuntarily drew deep breaths.
They were more nervous now than ever.
They weren't fools. Naturally, they knew this was the best opportunity to kill Chen Wen.
If Chen Wen died, they would no longer have