"He... he actually killed Xia Xuan?!"
One of the experts could not help swallowing. It was a difficult swallow, and a muffled gulp sounded in his throat.
His eyes were filled with fear as he looked at Lin Ming. The decisiveness Lin Ming had shown sent chills rising through all their hearts.
That was Xia Xuan, the Xia Emperor's youngest brother and the brother he valued most! Given how much the Xia Emperor cared for him, he would never let the matter rest if he learned Xia Xuan had died here!
And could a mere Lin Ming withstand the Xia Emperor's wrath? Obviously not.
The Great Xia Imperial Dynasty had dominated the Eastern Region for nearly ten thousand years. The Xia Emperor himself stood among the strongest Upper-Rank Earth Sovereigns. At his command, an army of a million cultivators could flatten a Northern Domain faction as easily as crushing an ant.
Terrifying as the black-clad young man was, how long could he hold out against the fury of the entire Great Xia Imperial Dynasty?
Under the horrified gazes all around him, Lin Ming calmly looked at the shattered corpse before him.
Xia Xuan's headless body had fallen onto the ice in the distance, leaving a shallow crater. His dark-gold sable cloak wrapped around his mangled form, making him look like a crushed beetle.
Blood gushed from his neck and swiftly froze into dark-red crystals on the bitterly cold ice.
Lin Ming drew back his finger. The black light wound around its tip slowly faded, revealing his long, fair knuckle once more.
That single strike had not only blasted apart Xia Xuan's body but had destroyed his Supreme Sea as well. Xia Xuan was truly and utterly dead, his soul annihilated along with his body.
Lin Ming knew that killing Xia