"It had to be a secret soul attack technique.
"Who would have thought that this Human Race super dark horse was not only formidable in spear techniques and body refinement.
"His soul techniques were just as terrifying!"
Which of the Demigods present was not an outstanding figure from their own galaxy?
Naturally, their eyesight and knowledge were both exceptional.
When over a hundred Limit Demigods fell like dumplings dropping into a pot, they realized it.
Most likely.
A fierce soul battle was taking place inside the imitation supreme treasure, Heavenly Net.
And without question.
Ye Fan, the super martial arts dark horse from Blue Star, held the absolute upper hand.
Moreover.
It was an absolute crushing advantage!
"You... can't kill me. The Wuji Demonic Sect stands behind me. If you kill me, the Demonic Sect won't let you off."
Long Aotian's face had become somewhat twisted.
He no longer possessed that arrogant, peerless air of looking down his nose at everyone.
At this moment.
His words carried a clear hint of bluster masking weakness.
"The Wuji Demonic Sect?
"Heh, that sect where even the dead can be turned into useful material?
"Don't worry. I can send your corpse back after you die.
"That way, they can refine you into a flesh-and-blood treasure pill and let you continue serving the Demonic Sect."
Ye Fan sneered.
"Die!"
Splat.
At Ye Fan's command.
A sound like cellophane being pierced rang out in his perception.
Long Aotian, once arrogant and utterly unrivaled, gradually lost the focus in his eyes.
In the second before his consciousness completely faded.
His legendary life seemed to flash before his eyes—his rise from obscurity.
He had become the role model and idol of countless martial artists on Origin Star.
During this Starry Sky Trial, he had originally intended to