682. The Elders Bestowed Their Treasures

"Th-this is really strength that disciples of our generation can possess?"

The Floating Island was gone!

Under Qi Zi's two secret arts, the Floating Island had been utterly reduced to history in the terrifying explosion.

One had to know that this was an aerial island refined through special methods and engraved with solidified formations!

Yet even so, it had completely collapsed at this moment, turning into nothingness.

Looking at the Floating Island that had vanished without a trace, as well as that dazzling golden light in the sky, countless Purple Mansion Disciples felt terror and disbelief in their hearts.

Elsewhere...

A figure wrapped in starlight fell helplessly from the sky.

At the same time, the starlight around his body rapidly dispersed. The Holy Son, his entire body charred black, had already fainted and no longer had the strength to fight.

"The Holy Son... lost."

"In the First Sequence Battle, the Saintess is invincible."

No one knew how many people were sighing in amazement...

The Holy Son's Protector Disciples were simultaneously furious and alarmed. At this moment, however, they dared not say anything more. They rushed out from where they stood, caught the seriously injured Holy Son who had fainted, and quickly departed.

No one mocked the Holy Son for being too weak, nor did anyone think he had overestimated himself.

In truth, the Holy Son was truly powerful. Especially that elusive speed of his—it was enough to make any cultivator of his generation despair.

However, Saintess Qi Zixiao's strength had far exceeded everyone's expectations.

It was not that the Holy Son was not strong enough, but that the Saintess was simply too abnormal.

That was the most genuine and direct thought in everyone's hearts at that moment.

Buzz...

The golden light dispersed.

Qi Zi took a step forward. The Merit