This scene once again shocked the entire audience. Every spectator, whether young genius or older Void God realm powerhouse, was utterly stunned.
Long Ao had used cultivation at the Martial Venerable realm eighth layer, yet he still could not block Su Mo's sword strike.
Martial Saint realm strength—Su Mo's strike had been, through and through, an attack from a Martial Saint realm cultivator.
It sent chills down everyone's spines. With seventh level of the Martial Venerable realm cultivation, possessing the strength of the Martial Saint realm was exceedingly rare throughout the entire Heavenly Desolate Star Domain.
Of course, while such people were extremely scarce, they were not nonexistent. There were quite a few who, at the seventh level of the Martial Venerable realm, could slaughter Saints.
But no matter what, Su Mo's seventh level of the Martial Venerable realm cultivation possessing Martial Saint realm combat strength was utterly unbelievable.
Gloomy Dragon God's expression darkened like still water. Long Ao had truly encountered a formidable opponent this time and was simply powerless to fight back.
He could not help regretting it. There were quite a few geniuses in the clan stronger than Long Ao, True Dragons with even nobler and more powerful bloodlines, yet he had not brought them here.
He had thought Long Ao would be more than capable of handling this, but who would have expected him to suffer a crushing defeat the moment he took the stage?
Yin Shen narrowed his eyes, a faint glint flashing within them, while an inscrutable look appeared on his face.
As for everyone else, whether Leng Xie, Fan Yun Sheng, Gao Haoran, and the others who bore grudges against Su Mo, or Yun Youyou, Long Teng, True Sage Dao Saint, and the others who had a good relationship with him, every one