The chime of the Soul Suppressing Demon Smiting Bell echoed through heaven and earth, sending layer upon layer of ripples through the vast sky.
Every Foreign Race expert exploded one after another.
Those below the late-stage Emperor level were destroyed outright, both body and soul. Only the Foreign Race experts who had reached the late-stage Emperor level could still protect their souls from perishing when their physical bodies collapsed.
But their condition was clearly no better, and could only be described as too tragic to look at.
This scene.
Instantly left everyone frozen.
Not only the remaining Foreign Race experts, but those on the Human Race's side as well—all of them stared dumbfounded, their whole bodies shuddering.
"So strong... This level of strength is probably comparable to the Great Perfection Quasi-Saint Realm!"
Someone blurted it out subconsciously.
For a moment, the way everyone of the Human Race looked at Lu Chuan changed completely.
There was shock, but even more than that, there was reverence.
Lu Chuan was too strong.
This level of strength had absolutely surpassed the Late Quasi-Saint Realm and was comparable to a Supreme Expert of the Great Perfection Quasi-Saint Realm.
It was enough for him to stand at the pinnacle of the entire Human Race, even the entire universe.
"How old is he? How many years has he even cultivated? He actually reached this step. Are young people these days all this fierce?"
"He really is a monster. No... this is horrifying beyond belief..."
"No matter what, we finally managed to hold on this time. The crisis at Wushan Blessed Land can be considered resolved. We can return to our respective regions."
After a brief silence.
The Human Race camp instantly erupted into an uproar, all kinds of discussions rising without end.
The way everyone looked