"Hiss, hiss..."
In the Capital City of the Great Qi Dynasty, the crowd stared at the blood-soaked young man radiating a savage aura. They drew sharp breaths, their throats spasming instinctively.
"An immortal! The terrifying power Lord Luo showed earlier was probably no different from that of a real immortal!"
In an instant, a vast tide of Incense Wish Power surged from the people and gathered in the Capital City's Divine Temple.
In the past, even the Great Qi Dynasty had to pay a considerable price to make these people willingly offer up their Incense Wish Power.
But after seeing that young man descend like an immortal today, countless people voluntarily enshrined him as a true god in their hearts.
Chen Tai'an stood atop the Divine Temple, now all but reduced to ruins. Even now, he could hardly believe that the terrifyingly powerful being from earlier was truly dead.
And he was far from the only one in the Capital City who felt that way.
Many martial artists who knew or had heard of the Golden-Armored Boy stared open-mouthed toward the young man.
But aside from that solitary figure, standing apart from the world, they could see no trace of the Tianyan Sect Patriarch's Remnant Soul.
Meanwhile, high above in the sky.
The thinly clad woman studied the empty space beside the young man for a long while before letting out a deep sigh.
"I never thought you could even deal with that Old Ghost. It seems I misjudged you."
The moment she finished speaking, the calm in her gaze vanished, replaced by profound wariness.
Behind her back, her hands quietly curled into fists, her knuckles cracking sharply.
Only now did she finally understand why the young man had refused without hesitation that day, even when she, Bai, had invited