The three men saw that dazzling blade light shoot through the air. Though it was too far away for them to see clearly and they could not sense its true might, they had seen the result.
Wherever the blade light passed, the hundreds of massive stones before Fang Tao were instantly pierced through.
The three Mahayana cultivators were familiar with Fang Tao, so they naturally knew what those massive stones were. They were manifestations of the divine ability Fang Tao valued greatly—powerful and astonishingly tough, able to withstand a Mahayana cultivator's full-force attack with a Chaos spirit treasure.
Yet this powerful defensive divine ability had been pierced through by a single slash of Qin Fengming's blade light without displaying the slightest ability to resist. Fang Tao's own body had even been shattered by the blade light. The sight was truly shocking. The three Mahayana cultivators suddenly felt ice run through their entire bodies, and boundless terror surged in their hearts.
Yu Qin and Leng Fu knew exactly how strong Fang Tao was, because both of them had fought him before. Although neither battle had been a fight to the death, the two Mahayana cultivators of the Cang Yan Realm admitted that they would have found it difficult to defeat him.
But the scene before them was far too shocking. Fang Tao had not even been able to withstand a single strike from his opponent before being annihilated.
Was this still a human? He had advanced to the Mahayana stage less than a hundred years ago, yet he could casually kill someone who had existed at the Mahayana stage for hundreds of thousands of years—and he had done it with a single strike. Aside from shock, the two men could not express any other emotion at that moment.
Amid their shocked