Just like that, Creation Sect, one of the top cultivation sects in the entire world, was consigned to history amid the collective attack.
Even the other Old Ancestors who had personally taken action could not help sighing at this.
"It seems that from now on, even if we're fighting martial contests to compete for cultivation-world resources, we can't put all our resources and hopes into a single disciple. Otherwise, if they all turn out to be bastards like this Creation Sect fellow, our sects will all follow Creation Sect's path."
At that moment, nearly all the Old Ancestors had the same thought.
Time gradually passed. On the platform, Wu Feng and the Butcher had already exchanged probing attacks many times.
However, both Wu Feng and the Butcher seemed rather cautious during those attacks, so neither side had managed to discover the other's true strength.
Wu Feng's brows were tightly furrowed. As he continued probing his opponent, he looked at him and said indifferently, "You bastard, you watched Creation Sect disappear right before your eyes without being affected in the slightest. It seems you really aren't human."
"Whether I'm human or not isn't important at all. What matters is that as long as I defeat you, I'll become the greatest figure in this world's history. Everyone else will only be able to look up to me."
The Butcher probed with an attack and spoke to Wu Feng with a grin.
As Wu Feng watched him, he knew that the Butcher's excessive ruthlessness had caused ripples and impatience to arise in his inner world.
Wu Feng wanted to kill the Butcher on the spot in a short time, but that was precisely what the Butcher wanted. He intended to use every possible method to unsettle Wu Feng's mind.
When experts fought, aside