Then, the eyes of these Grandmaster powerhouses all turned toward the young man in the distance, filled with admiration for the strong!
It was a pure, heartfelt reverence for power.
The dominance this Mystic Sanctuary disciple wielded on the battlefield was simply terrifying!
The moment the Darkness Domain emerged, the domains of most of the enemy Grandmaster powerhouses were instantly shattered, as fragile as paper, collapsing at the slightest touch;
Their vital energy and blood were instantly weakened by half, as if their strength had been drained away.
That suppression, that dominance, was enough to drive one to despair.
Only a few Peak Grandmaster powerhouses, relying on stronger reserves and deeper foundations, could barely hold out a little longer.
But in the end, they too could not escape the fate of having their domains broken.
High in the sky, Lu Xuanji had already awakened. His face was still somewhat pale, but his eyes shone brightly.
Watching the scene unfold below, his gaze flickered as complicated emotions surged within him.
Was their Yuntai Courtyard going to hold out this time?
Would this goal that had disappointed them time and again finally be achieved today?
"Is this a Mystic Sanctuary disciple? He's simply terrifying!"
Lu Xuanji sighed.
This time, Mystic Sanctuary had sent two people in total—Wen Ya had held back Lu Wushuang, the Holy Son of the four great factions, and the two had fought fiercely, neither able to gain the upper hand.
Meanwhile, Qin Yan, with cultivation at the mid-Seventh Grade, had defeated the other three Peak Grandmaster prodigies!
Such strength was simply unheard of.
At that thought, Lu Xuanji's eyes dimmed somewhat.
He was a Holy Son as well. Though he was only the Holy Son of a minor faction, he was still a Holy Son.
Compared to them,