Primordial Sacred Land.
News of Xia Ping killing an Early Ancient Saint also spread back. Carefree Patriarch, Void Patriarch, and North Nether Saint, who had always paid close attention to Xia Ping, all learned of it.
"Unbelievable."
"How exactly did he do it? Even if he is already a late-stage Immortal Saint, killing an Early Ancient Saint is an extraordinarily difficult feat. Defeating one and killing one are two different matters."
Upon hearing the news, North Nether Saint was deeply shocked. He understood better than anyone the gap between Immortal Saints and Early Ancient Saints. Back then, he too had been a Human Race genius whose name resounded throughout the universe.
But at that time, at most he could defeat an Early Ancient Saint across realms. Killing one had simply been impossible.
Even if Xia Ping possessed countless treasures, many such treasures had strength requirements. Without sufficient power, one could forget about bringing out a magic treasure's true might.
"Haha, North Nether, worthy of being your disciple. He truly is extraordinary."
"An Immortal killing an Early Ancient Saint—how many years has it been since such a thing last happened?"
"It seems that if all goes well, your disciple will stand on the same level as us."
Carefree Patriarch and Void Patriarch laughed heartily. As Human Race patriarchs, they naturally had the authority to watch Xia Ping's battle and knew every detail clearly.
It was also because of them that the recording had not been spread, its access artificially restricted.
"Patriarch, there is only hope for now. Whether he can succeed still depends on himself."
North Nether Saint smiled faintly as well, but he did not overstate things. After all, advancing to the realm of an Invincible Saint required an unimaginable amount of painstaking effort and sacrifice.
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