Above the void.
Xiao Yang slowly lowered the Immortal Slaying Sword in his hand. He didn't even glance at the Emperor Weapon fragments drifting down from the sky, as if he'd merely swatted a tiny, insignificant fly.
His face remained as still as an ancient well.
It was as if that earth-shattering sword strike, powerful enough to go down in history, had meant nothing to him.
His deep, indifferent eyes slowly moved, scanning the chaotic battlefield below like a scanner.
At last, Xiao Yang's gaze passed through the countless people in the midst of the chaos and locked precisely onto the figures in the distance who were trying to slip away!
They were the elders and Holy Sons and Holy Daughters from Zi Fu Holy Land, Taichu Holy Land, and Yaoguang Holy Land!
They had come to watch the show.
They wanted to see how Great Yan Holy Land would forcefully suppress this arrogant, ignorant brat.
But they had never dreamed the outcome would be so horrifying that it would make their hearts tremble with terror!
Even a behemoth like Great Yan Holy Land had been trampled into ruins by a single man!
Even Ancestor Gu Yuan, a monster who had lived for eight thousand years, had been killed by a single strike from him!
How could they possibly still be in the mood to watch?
Only one thought remained in their minds!
Run. Run as fast as they could!
The farther they got from this calamity, the better!
But they had only just turned around and hadn't even had time to tear through the void.
A bone-chilling killing intent surged over them like a tide, swallowing them completely!
Then a cold voice, like a death sentence pronounced by the Reaper, suddenly rang in their ears!
"Seen enough?"
"Now it's