"Ah! How is this possible? Old Ancestor An Ya, who had dominated the Aoteng Interface for thousands of years, has actually fallen?"
"How could this person surnamed Qin from Yuheng have so many self-detonating objects, with some of them even possessing self-detonation power comparable to a Mahayana attack?"
"Could it be that his master is a Mahayana cultivator who bestowed so many life-saving treasures upon him?"
"Hahahaha, you old bastard An Ya, you never imagined this, did you? Even you would have this day!"
As that astonished cry rang out, several more shocked exclamations immediately sounded at the scene. Among those voices, the loudest and most thunderous was Yue Sha's wild laughter.
After speaking, Yue Sha's face was filled with excitement. Although he had not personally slain Old Ancestor An Ya, merely witnessing Old Ancestor An Ya's fall before him still left the delight in Yue Sha's heart impossible to suppress.
At this moment, the six cultivators from Tianshu Land had the ugliest expressions of all. Venerable Mo Gan's face was dark as water, his gaze incomparably cold.
The other prefectures' cultivators were mostly shocked, though several of them also showed fear.
No one had seen Qin Fengming attack, but with explosions ringing out one after another, everyone clearly understood that the methods Qin Fengming had used were precisely those self-detonating objects he had employed at the beginning.
But any discerning person could tell that the objects capable of damaging the Dark Feathered Crow's enormous claws possessed explosive power that had absolutely reached the level of a Mahayana attack.
"This Qin has no intention of killing the fellow Daoists of the Aoteng Interface. But if anyone wishes to take this Qin's life, then that will be another matter. Old Ancestor An Ya is not from the Aoteng Interface, which is