Beneath the vault of heaven, smoke and dust filled the air.
The scattering divine radiance faded like dying fireworks.
Su Yi's azure robes fluttered fiercely, and the Mortal Realm Sword in his hand gave a soft hum.
His tall, upright figure stood there, untouched by a speck of dust and completely unscathed!
Opposite him, Fisherman, Painter, Deng Zuo, and Yan Daolin were all wounded, looking somewhat disheveled.
The entire scene fell deathly silent.
Countless people stared, dumbstruck.
One against one, Painter was no match for him.
One against four, Painter and the other three starry-sky giants combined were still no match for him!
This scene made even those Feathered Ascension Realm figures in the distance shudder inwardly, their expressions shifting unpredictably as they were utterly stunned.
"I had thought that after stepping into the Feathered Ascension Realm, I would be able to wash away my past shame and defeat you, Temple Master, beneath my Great Dao. Who could have imagined that I would ultimately still fall short by a step..."
Deng Zuo spoke softly.
A trace of bitterness and melancholy appeared between his brows.
Fisherman remained silent, his expression flickering uncertainly.
Yan Daolin wiped the blood from his lips and sighed softly.
Painter's expression was as gloomy as still water.
Just as Deng Zuo had said, if this had been a fair Great Dao Competition, they had, in truth, already lost!
In other words, after waiting through endless years and finally ascending the Path to Feathered Ascension, they had abruptly discovered that in terms of cultivation, they still could not compare to the Temple Master!
The blow was undoubtedly far too heavy.
"It is nothing more than relying on the power of reincarnation. If we too wielded such Great Dao power, why should we fear being unable to stand toe-to-toe