The surrounding clans stared in dumbfounded disbelief.
They saw clearly as Mu Tian Domain Venerable's body exploded, every drop of blood stripped of its life force.
Blood scattered everywhere.
"One palm—just one palm!"
"That was Mu Tian Domain Venerable!"
The people who had been gloating and looking forward to a good show now turned pale, their scalps prickling with fear.
Their heads buzzed. They couldn't believe it.
"Rank 8 Domain Venerable!"
Someone whispered, disbelief written all over his face.
Mu Tian Domain Venerable had already been a Seventh Grade Domain Venerable ten thousand years ago. Though he still hadn't reached Rank 8 after all this time, he was close, one of the best among those of the seventh grade.
Yet Li Ye had killed him with a single palm.
People thought that even among Rank 8 Domain Venerables, Li Ye's strength was likely exceptional.
Buzz!
Suddenly, someone's expression shifted as he noticed something.
A drop of blood on a distant patch of grass gave off a faint glow, then quickly swelled and grew.
Mystical laws coursed through it, and life force surged without end.
In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a figure.
—Mu Tian Domain Venerable.
He wasn't dead. He had actually survived Li Ye's palm.
The crowd erupted in an uproar, feeling much more at ease:
"It's Mu Tian Domain Venerable!"
"The Domain Venerable is alive!"
"I knew it. How could Senior Mu Tian possibly be killed with one palm?"
Mu Tian Domain Venerable himself, however, wasn't so optimistic.
He was certain that his opponent truly had the power to kill him with a single palm.
How could it have been such a coincidence that only one drop of his blood retained any life force? The other man had clearly deliberately left him a sliver of