"What?" Yang Mei, who had been watching the battle between Main Body and Hongjun from the depths of Chaos, saw Hongjun defeated by a single move from Main Body and cried out in shock. Although he knew Main Body was incredibly powerful—practically a monster—he had never expected things to turn out this way. Hongjun had actually been defeated in one move!
Yang Mei's expression grew solemn, and his gaze turned somewhat gloomy. Main Body was simply too powerful, making Yang Mei feel greatly threatened.
The Three Pure Ones, Zhen Yuanzi, Fu Xi, Nuwa, River Styx, Di Jun, Taiyi, and the others in the Primordial World were all dumbfounded. No matter how hard they racked their brains, they could never have imagined this outcome. This was the Primordial World's first Sage, not just some nobody, but a being said to be untouched by tribulations, immortal and indestructible, with boundless supernatural powers. What was more, Hongjun possessed such heaven-defying treasures as a fragment of the Jade Butterfly of Creation and the Pangu Banner. Yet he had still lost just like that.
He had lost cleanly and decisively!
Of course, the ones feeling most elated now were the Witch Clan and the people of Blood Prison City. Their eyes burned with fervor and boundless admiration. The Witch Clan in particular had been seething with resentment just moments ago, but now they no longer felt so bad.
Actually, Hongjun's defeat had been somewhat unfair. In the end, he shouldn't have directly met Main Body's attack head-on. Main Body followed the path of an indestructible physical body and excelled at strength, while Hongjun followed the path of achieving the Dao through his primordial spirit and was more skilled in spells and supernatural abilities. Clashing head-on with Main Body was like pitting his own weakness against