Heaven and earth fell utterly silent. Even the Abyss Beasts stopped pouring out of the rift.
Across the entire world, only the howling wind and the faint rumble of blood-red lightning flashing within the Gray Mist Above the Nine Heavens remained, making the deathly stillness all the more profound.
Everyone's eyes rested on the Great Array, where only the Desolate Silence Poison Dragon was still devouring.
The howling gale swallowed the blood energy gathered within the Great Array.
No one dared speak. No one made a sound. Everyone simply watched in silence.
Roar!
The Desolate Silence Poison Dragon finally finished devouring the blood energy of all the War Emperors and threw back his head with a roar. Energy surged through his body, as though he were evolving.
The eight Holy Realm experts retreated together, and the Great Array that had enveloped heaven and earth began to dissipate.
"My lord, everyone has been dealt with!"
Taixu bowed respectfully. Both he and the other Holy Realm experts felt immensely grave, their hearts shaken by what had just been done.
It seemed Fang Mo had still held back back in the Northern Wasteland Realm.
Had he slaughtered with such ruthlessness then, many of them would probably not have survived, and their sects and factions would have been destroyed, just like the Azure Lotus Sword Sect.
Their reverence and fear toward Fang Mo deepened further, and they dared not overstep in the slightest.
At those words, everyone's heart jolted. They had suspected these men might be acting under Fang Mo's command, but that single address of "my lord" shocked them into trembling.
Holy Realm experts serving as slaves-the world had turned upside down!
Fang Mo waved his hand, and Taixu and the others respectfully withdrew to one side, standing with their hands lowered as