"What... just happened?"
"One move—just one move, and he insta-killed him?"
"How is that possible? That kid is only a peak prodigy. How could he possibly kill a Peak God?"
"Were my eyes playing tricks on me?"
"Something must be wrong. The combat power that kid displayed is not right."
Startled cries rose one after another from the crowd opposite them.
As they looked at Qin Shaofeng's still-proud, icy expression, their hearts trembled.
That kid had actually slain a Peak God with a casual wave of his hand. That was far too unbelievable, wasn't it?
Was he even human?
How could he be this strong?
Qin Shaofeng merely watched them coldly, never uttering another word from beginning to end.
On the surface, he looked incomparably proud.
But in reality?
As terrifying as that sword strike had looked, its consumption had been equally terrifying.
At this rate of consumption, he could unleash at most four moves before exhausting himself completely.
No matter the reason.
What he needed to do now was frighten these people into retreating first. There were over a hundred experts.
And in the distance, more and more experts from the Three Continents were streaming over without end. Li Naling and the others had already been exposed; he had to keep as much hidden as possible.
They did indeed have Void Realm experts like the Seventh Ancestor.
But judging by the Three Continents' lineup, they probably would not be any weaker.
At the very least, the immortals Luohai had mentioned were most likely real.
The sense of danger brought by an unknown number of Nihility Realm experts was easy to imagine.
He truly wanted to leave all these people behind, but he also knew that would not be the best choice.
There were over a hundred Void Realm experts,