With a palm like a Supernatural Ability, he seized Deng Long's body from a thousand zhang away,
as though crushing an ant,
and casually crushed him to death on the spot.
Deng Long's corpse fell limply to the ground with a muffled splat.
At this moment,
every cultivator in the surrounding heavens and earth shuddered violently, as though a heavy hammer had slammed into the ground. Their legs trembled, and the atmosphere was dead silent!
It was as if even their breathing had stopped at this moment!
What had happened?!
How had Deng Long crossed several thousand zhang of space in the blink of an eye and ended up in Li Feiyu's grasp?!
Those gathered nearby were no ignorant villagers who knew nothing of cultivation. As Cave True Realm masters, they stood as far apart from all beings as heaven from earth; their eyesight was simply beyond comparison with ordinary people!
Yet during that instant of upheaval,
they had been unable to catch even a shadow before Deng Long died there!
The momentum of the several hundred thousand troops still converging here stalled in unison at that instant,
as countless horrified eyes looked at Zhang Qingyuan in the center of the field!
The several Titans of the Dongshan Association who had been escorted here, hurling crude insults all the while, felt their hands and feet turn ice-cold, their blood solidify, their hearts and gall blighted with terror!
"Could the rumors be true about this little ghost who crawled out from who knew what corner?! Does he truly possess combat power at the level of Myriad Transformations Dao Venerable?"
The few men who had been boasting so brazenly moments ago felt as if a bucket of icy water had been poured over their heads!
Their entire bodies went cold,
and they