Overwhelming Victory, the Battle Ends

The battlefield in the sky, which had been so fierce it was nearly boiling over, suddenly fell into an eerie standstill.

The cries of battle, the clashes, and the thunderous explosions of Psionic Energy all seemed to have been paused by an invisible hand at that instant.

Everyone's eyes converged on the man in black, filled with shock, horror, and disbelief.

Qin Tian—it was him!

The Eighth-Order Holy Blood experts recognized that cold, stern face immediately, and their hearts jolted.

Eighth Order.

Qin Tian had already broken through to the Eighth Order, becoming an expert on the same level as them.

Though he had not been born into a Holy Blood Family, he had broken through to the Eighth Order at such a young age. Even across the entire history of the empire, that was astonishing.

Yet what truly shocked them was what they had just witnessed.

Ormond's full-force strike after entering Blood-Burning Berserk was something even an Eighth-Order Holy Blood like Dongfang Long would find difficult to withstand head-on. Dongfang Long had even been smashed into the ground by a single punch and suffered considerable injuries.

Any Eighth-Order Holy Blood present would likely have met the same fate. In his Blood-Burning Berserk state, the power the Behemoth War God unleashed in that instant had already exceeded the bounds of an ordinary Eighth Order.

Yet Qin Tian had caught that punch, powerful enough to shatter mountains, with one hand as casually as if it were nothing.

That effortless composure was even more shocking than the fact that he had broken through to the Eighth Order.

Could Qin Tian's strength already surpass theirs?

Or had he used some special method?

For a moment, the many Eighth-Order Holy Blood experts looked at Qin Tian with greater curiosity and regard.

This young man,