When they saw Lord Boya at death's door, every Ninth-Stage powerhouse of the human race and the Longjue Race stared in disbelief.
For someone at the early Eighth Stage to kill Monarch Haimeng and Lord Zushe above his level was already a miracle. Across countless universes and countless years, perhaps one or two such people might emerge. But who was Lord Boya?
A mighty powerhouse at Ninth-Stage Perfection!
He was even a little stronger than Jiang Ze, who had also reached Ninth-Stage Perfection!
He was only one step from the Supreme realm. How could someone like him be killed by an opponent below his level?!
The vast starry sky fell deathly silent. Everyone stared at Huang Tian, who stood with blade in hand like a demon god, unable to speak for a long while.
At last, Lord Boya struggled to raise his head. The Purple Crystal between his brows flickered as he fixed his gaze on Huang Tian. "Who... are you?"
He had cultivated for over ten billion years and followed Supreme Chengjun across seven different universes. He had seen immortal venerables and immortal kings, god-tier civilizations, world-ending weapons, martial kings and martial gods, ninth-level archmages, and god-tier wizards. No small number had died by his hand.
Yet after experiencing so many universes, he had never seen—no, he had never even heard of—anyone at the early Eighth Stage killing someone at Ninth-Stage Perfection.
Even an Eighth-Stage Perfection cultivator who escaped alive from an early Ninth-Stage powerhouse would be hailed as an extraordinary talent.
Not even Supreme Chengjun could have done what Huang Tian had done today when he was at the Eighth Stage!
"Are you a reincarnated Supreme? Or something even higher..." Lord Boya's voice was faint and feeble. But Jiang Ze and the others heard him clearly. They all