"What?"
As soon as these words were spoken, all the higher-ups of the Zhan Tian Sect present changed color.
They looked at Yang Lingtian with shock and disbelief in their eyes.
A peak Saint God Realm expert had forcefully clashed with the sect's ultimate technique wielded by a mid Divine Sect Realm expert?
This could no longer be described as monstrous talent. It was simply a myth.
"Are you sure?" The Great Elder's face also turned grave.
"Absolutely!" Feng Tianzheng thumped his chest as he guaranteed it.
"Several tens of thousands of cultivators in Tianfeng City witnessed it with their own eyes. There isn't a single false word!"
"Good! Good! Good!" The Great Elder said "good" three times in a row, the gravity on his face transforming into wild delight.
"Quick! Send her to the Heavenly Prison and keep her under strict watch. I'll immediately report this to the ancestors and let them decide."
They had searched for three years and captured several thousand so-called female prodigies,
but not one had been as astonishingly brilliant as this Yang Lingling before them.
They had a powerful premonition that this woman might very well be the final target they were looking for.
"Yes, Great Elder!" Feng Tianzheng replied.
Then, carrying Yang Lingtian, he flew toward the depths of the Zhan Tian Mountain Range under the escort of a squad of elite disciples.
In his arms, Yang Lingtian "woke" up at the "appropriate" time.
He "weakly" opened his eyes and looked at the unfamiliar surroundings.
When he saw those Zhan Tian Sect cultivators radiating powerful auras, a "perfectly timed" hint of "panic" and "wariness" appeared in his eyes.
"Where is this? Where are you taking me?" he "struggled" and asked in a "hoarse" voice.
"Little girl, you're awake?" Feng Tianzheng lowered his head