"Who's that guy?"
"I know him. Isn't he Xu Xiaoshou?"
"Master Shou from Saint Slave? I heard about him in the Southern Domain, but you recognize his face? He's that young?"
"Yeah."
"How do you know him?"
"I took the Black-Gold Bounty. I came to Void Island specifically to kill him..."
"???"
Xu Xiaoshou's single punch had not only crippled Three Emperor Yan Wuse—it had also crippled every spirit cultivator on the island closely watching the battle.
By now, Sky City descending upon the Yunlun Mountain Range was no longer a secret.
At first, one needed a Void Token to enter the city. But later, Sky City seemed to have developed problems of its own.
The spacetime barrier that guarded against both gentlemen and scoundrels had split open with countless huge cracks. Now, it could only keep out the former.
Too many Cutting Dao and Taixu cultivators had chosen to sneak in, while the great clans and major sects of the Five Domains gathered like storm clouds.
These latecomers had not experienced the Deep Sea, yet they could still set foot on Void Island... whether that was fortune or disaster, none could say.
Yet every one of them believed himself to be Heaven's chosen child.
Today, their confidence had been shattered, because they had witnessed a true child of Heaven.
The current Cutting Dao and Taixu cultivators were not truly far removed from the previous era.
Seven or eight out of ten had even participated in, witnessed, or heard of the battle between the Seven Sword Immortal and the Ten Seat Holders back then.
They realized that the young man's punch today was in no way inferior to the outstanding figures of the previous era.
With a mortal body, he had crushed a Saint.
"Saint Slave's Xu Xiaoshou... Saint Slave's