Elder Chen's eyes bulged. By the time he tried to dodge, it was already too late. The Exploding Gold Flame in his palm blazed to its utmost, seeming to conjure a golden sun before him.
The white light surged in, and the golden sun vanished in an instant. Elder Chen vanished along with it.
At Elder Chen's level of cultivation, his body was nearly indestructible. Even decades after his death, it would remain unchanged. If some low-ranking cultivator got their hands on it, they would probably treat it as a priceless treasure.
Yet even this nearly indestructible body was blown apart by the incoming white light, scattering into countless tiny fragments. Not even his immortal soul escaped.
"The Sky-Eye Tribe—heavens, it's actually the Sky-Eye Tribe!"
"How is that possible? Didn't this tribe go extinct long ago?"
"Six-Pointed Gaze! He's reached perfection. It looks like the world's in for more trouble."
"..."
A wave of chatter swept through the crowd. The young cultivator folded his arms across his chest, looking quite pleased. He loved this feeling of shaking the world and drawing everyone's attention.
"Anyone else dissatisfied? Come up and give it a try." The young cultivator spoke with soaring confidence, looking down on the crowd.
Just then, the refined cultivator sent him a thought. "That's enough, Xiao Ning. The Primal Eye Power in your body must be completely spent by now. If another Earth Immortal Third Realm expert comes along, I doubt you'll be able to handle them."
The young cultivator's long brows immediately drooped. He sent back a thought, "Old Bear, it's not every day I get my moment in the limelight. Let me enjoy it for a while! What's the matter with you, dumping a whole bucket of ice water over me at a time like this?"
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