"So brutal?"
Daoist Lu Ya swallowed at the sight. A Saint had been torn apart alive by Yang Jian in such a short time?
Even Qin Jun could not help twitching at the corner of his mouth. Yang Jian's performance had exceeded his expectations.
Could this be the terror of Wrath of the War God?
Patriarch Bodhi stroked his beard and sighed. "The current Yang Jian truly deserves the title of War God!"
Xuandu remained silent, his emotions incomparably complicated. Being surpassed by a junior left him both shocked and ashamed.
The moment a Saint died, rolling thunderclouds gathered out of nowhere.
Lightning flashed and thunder roared through the void universe, causing living beings fighting across the various continents to look up.
Great Immortal Changde's tragic death was witnessed by many, and the news quickly spread.
"Great Immortal Changde is dead?"
"Nonsense! Aren't Saints Immortal and Undying?"
"But the one he faced was also a Saint..."
"Saints can die too? What bullshit!"
"I don't believe it! Great Immortal Changde possessed boundless magic power. How could he possibly fall?"
The Sacred Gate's side immediately erupted into an uproar. Even the elders cried out in disbelief.
The gods and demons, meanwhile, marveled at Yang Jian's strength.
Having just become a Saint, he had already slain another Saint. It was unprecedented!
Sword Venerable Yuxiao hated Yang Jian to the bone, but faced with Yang Jian's sky-reaching killing intent, he did not dare make a move.
Yang Jian twisted his neck and sneered. The blood scabs on his face began to fall away. He looked up at the rolling thunderclouds, which had already covered a span of tens of billions of li. The terrifying heavenly might struck fear into every living being.
Slaying a Saint was an act that defied the heavens!
What was