Elder Mad Shark was dead.
The scene instantly turned awkward.
After all, Elder Mad Shark had been the leader of the Changbai Sword Sect's side, and the one with the deepest cultivation.
With their leader cleaved in two, did the other Changbai Swordsmen still dare to continue fighting?
That was no question at all.
The instant Elder Mad Shark hit the ground, everyone stopped fighting, pulling away and splitting into two sides.
Silence!
Deathly silence!
Everyone stared wide-eyed at the two pools of blood on the ground, the ice and snow dyed red with blood, and the gruesome sight of livers and intestines strewn everywhere. They simply could not connect those two heaps of rotting flesh with the mighty, overbearing, brutish, powerful, and lofty Elder Mad Shark they knew.
Elder Mad Shark had been one of the Seven Changbai elders of the Changbai Grand Hall. In the eyes of these Changbai Swordsmen, he was practically an immortal. Apart from the Sect Master and the normally elusive Elder Baiyun, Elder Mad Shark had been the Changbai Sword Sect's second-in-command—a man of towering status and immense power, with tremendous influence throughout Shenzhou.
Could even immortals die?
Killed by a human?
The Changbai Swordsmen were not the only ones shaken. Even the members of the Dragon Slaying Squad were staring at Li Mu Yang in shock and astonishment, as though they were looking at a monster--
Even a true dragon clan member probably would not be any more incredible than this, right?
Although they had already sensed that Li Mu Yang was extraordinary on the first day they met him, he had practically refreshed their understanding of him every single day.
He had slain Wu Lie with one stroke and, in a fit of rage, killed seven hundred border troops of Great Wu.