The Sacred Beast Seven-Style Severing Slash was powerful, and each slash was stronger than the last. Even the fifth slash, Dao Severing, had managed to injure Feng Ying. That showed just how powerful this secret art was, and how formidable the Young Leader must be.
It made sense. Feng Ying was one of the most powerful people in the God Realm. There were probably only a few who could match him, such as Feng Lingzi and Feng Li. Yet the Young Leader had managed to injure him. That alone spoke volumes about his strength.
Of course, the sixth slash of the Sacred Beast Seven-Style Severing Slash—Earth Severing—was even more terrifying. The surrounding void shattered outright, and everything in it was reduced to nothingness. Even the few Quasi-Saint-level Ancient Divine Beasts dared not meet it head-on and instead avoided its edge. It was clear how devastating that attack was.
Still shaken, Little Shi stared at the center of the battle, his face full of worry. "That power is terrifying. I wonder if Martial Brother Feng Ying can withstand it."
Little Shi wasn't the only one worried. Ling Tian, Feng Xing, and the others felt the same. Feng Ying had already been injured by the fifth slash, Dao Severing. Now he was facing the even more terrifying sixth slash; surely his injuries would be much worse.
Feng Ling and Feng Li, however, looked only slightly grave, not overly concerned. Feng Ling said, "That slash is powerful, but it seems our Qilin friend can't bring out its full power. He can only barely execute it. Under the circumstances, Martial Brother should be fine. At worst, he'll be injured a little. It's nothing serious."
"Mm, exactly." Feng Li nodded. "That move is terrifyingly powerful, but it isn't impossible to withstand. A few injuries are