What? Nine Cloud Hall Was Gone?

What?

Jun Shaoyang and the other four were utterly stunned by the sight before them.

Was this a dream?

They watched as Qin Shaofeng wiped out a team of more than a dozen Saint Kings in an instant.

Jun Shaoyang and the others felt as though they were trapped in a dream!

It was too unreal!

The scowling, middle-aged man stared wide-eyed at the scene. To kill more than a dozen Saint King subordinates in an instant took such power that even an ordinary, powerful Saint Emperor might not have been able to manage it!

Perhaps he was too shocked by Qin Shaofeng's strength. The scowling middle-aged man kept staring, his eyes nearly bulging from their sockets. Terror surged through him, and then...

Then, just like that, he was frightened to death with his last breath.

Noticing that the scowling middle-aged man had stopped breathing, Qin Shaofeng furrowed his brow.

He was dead already?

I clearly held back and left him with one last breath. I never thought the guy would kick the bucket so soon.

Damn, I'd wanted to use Tsukuyomi to interrogate him, but now I couldn't!

Qin Shaofeng sighed inwardly, but didn't dwell on it.

He turned to Jun Shaoyang and the others, who were still dumbstruck. "Jun Shaoyang, are you all right?"

Only then did Jun Shaoyang and the others snap out of their shock.

Staring at Qin Shaofeng, Jun Shaoyang hesitated before stammering, "Shaofeng, you... your... your strength..."

"Oh, I had a few lucky breaks and got a little stronger." Qin Shaofeng smiled faintly.

A little stronger?

That was what he called a little?

Jun Shaoyang glanced at the dozen or so corpses again and couldn't find a word to say.

But soon, Jun Shaoyang suddenly remembered something. His expression changed, and he rushed forward,