From the moment Su Yi appeared, only a Xuyu had passed.
Yet in that exceedingly brief span, a succession of shocking upheavals had overturned the entire battle.
The armies of the Four Great Heaven Condemned God Races that had stormed the Phoenix Tree Grotto-Heaven's mountain gate were wiped out to the last, saving the Mystic Phoenix God Race at the very brink of life and death.
And now, more than thirty Founder-level beings had all died like clay chickens and pottery dogs beneath the Sword Qi that rose with Su Yi's every stride!
Not even fleeing for their lives had saved them!
What did that signify? How could anyone fail to understand?
If Founder-level beings wished to flee, then aside from Heavenly Punishers, almost no one in this world could stop them.
Yet Su Yi had accomplished what only Heavenly Punishers could do. The shock he brought to everyone was beyond imagining.
Heaven and earth trembled. The crisscrossing sword scars in the void were like ruthless, bloody marks that lingered without fading, recording the deaths of each Founder.
Across the Ninety Thousand Miles of Mountains and Rivers, blazing radiance ran rampant. Even the dark night had been illuminated until it shone as brightly as day.
Cast upon every face, it made the shock, bewilderment, unwillingness, and terror in their expressions plain to see.
At this moment, blazing light illuminated mountains and rivers, while bloodshed reflected heaven and earth, like a death painting that shook the soul.
And Su Yi's tall, upright figure was undoubtedly the most dazzling stroke in that painting.
It was too terrifying!
Even those watching the battle from within the Phoenix Tree Grotto-Heaven were covered in goosebumps, their bodies and minds trembling beyond their control!
The gazes they turned upon Su Yi had long since changed, as