In the valley, the smoke and dust slowly dispersed.
Thirty Martial Alliance prodigies stood in the distance, watching the azure figure slowly descend from the void. Shocked beyond words, they remained silent for a long time.
No one spoke.
It was not that they did not want to speak, but that they did not know what to say.
He had formed an Eighty-One-Turn Supreme Golden Core, broken through to the Venerable Realm, killed Heavenly Demon Sect Heavenly King Mo Yuan in a single move, shattered the Low-Grade Dao Artifact Black Dragon Sword with another, then cleaved Subduing Dragon Temple's master Jiang Changkong in two with a third.
Any one of these three feats, taken alone, would have shaken the world. When they were piled onto a single person, the word "shocking" was no longer enough to describe it.
Shen Biyao stood at the very front of the crowd, looking at Chen Xuan's calm, placid face as countless emotions churned within her.
Three months ago, when Chen Xuan had first arrived at the Martial Alliance, she had still wanted to test herself against him.
Three months later, she no longer even had the right to look up at him. The gap between them was so vast that she could not even summon jealousy.
"Senior Brother Chen..." Li Gan was the first to speak, his voice carrying unmistakable reverence. "Mo Yuan is dead, and Subduing Dragon Temple's master Jiang Changkong is dead too. Where do we go next?"
"To Nether Province." With a wave of his hand, Chen Xuan stored Mo Yuan's dragon corpse and the two Storage Rings away. Then he said, "Since Subduing Dragon Temple dared to attack me, there is no longer any need for it to exist."
"Subduing Dragon Temple dared collude with the Heavenly Demon Sect. It