Heaven and earth fell silent, the four wilds without a sound.
An invisible force of shock crashed over the hearts of everyone present like a tidal wave.
The Painter, the Fisherman, Deng Zuo, Yan Daolin—which one of them was not a towering figure among the first generation of contemporary cultivators to set foot upon the Path to Feathered Ascension?
Whose combat strength was not among the very best in the early Divine Infant Realm?
Especially considering the bearing, foundations, and methods the four starry-sky giants had displayed in the previous battle—all of it had been terrifying beyond measure.
They had even each brought out their Ultimate Weapon, the trump card hidden at the bottom of the chest!
Yet in the end, they had still lost...
In a one-against-four battle, they had died one after another before the Temple Master!
Such an outcome was as earth-shattering as a stone cracking the heavens, far beyond everyone's expectations.
The departed spirits of those Primordial Dao Traditions all wore uncertain expressions, unable to calm the turmoil in their hearts.
Earlier, when they saw Su Yi suffering such grievous injuries, they had all been prepared to act. Yet in the end, the battle had reversed, concluding with Su Yi's victory!
Moreover, the strength Su Yi had displayed was beyond even their ability to fathom. It was simply too abnormal.
Who could have imagined that someone so grievously wounded would slaughter great enemies one after another?
Zhong Tianquan, Zhou Hanshan, and the other contemporary Feathered Ascension Realm figures from the Dao-Protecting Ancient Clans also wore grim expressions, unable to remain composed.
None of them had anticipated such an outcome!
"He won!"
"I... I almost suspect I'm dreaming..."
"Me too!"
Amid the distant mountains and rivers, an uproar rose everywhere, surging and falling like ocean waves.
Every