Screech!
Yet this sword still sliced across his body, shearing away half his shoulder in a single stroke.
Bang!!!
The final sword strike slammed heavily into the shield behind him, erupting with a thunderous explosion.
"Ah!!!"
At the same time, a howl of agony rang out, instantly echoing through the entire hall.
How was this possible?!
In a flash, everyone shot to their feet, staring at the scene before them with terrified, vacant expressions.
What had they just seen?
Zhao Tianjun was clutching the half of his body that had been cut away, screaming in agony. His entire face was twisted grotesquely.
No... was this real?
No one dared believe what they were seeing.
This was simply too shocking, too overwhelmingly impactful.
Who the hell could have imagined that this would be the final outcome?
Who the hell could have imagined that Zhao Tianjun would truly be cut down by a single sword?
One had to know that this was the body of a Great Emperor Realm cultivator.
The shock felt by the higher-ups on the platform was even greater than that of the disciples.
Outsiders watched for spectacle.
In their eyes, the disciples might only have seen the shock of Zhao Tianjun being cut down, the sheer absurdity of it.
But what they saw was that Zhao Tianjun had lifted the suppression of his Great Emperor Realm cultivation at the very end.
Yet even so, he had still been a step too late and had failed to completely block that attack.
What kind of concept was that?
How could they not understand?
Even with their vast experience and knowledge, they had never seen anyone in the Tenth Level Dao Proving Realm achieve such a feat.
Not even Xiao Xuan, Ye Qingdi, or Tantai Mingyue—the three names they had always