Others were not as uncomposed as the golden-robed youth, but the shock in their hearts was no less than his.
Defeated!
Di Sen, ranked ninety-ninth on the Saint King Ranking, had actually suffered defeat!
This exceeded everyone's expectations!
This Su Mo was simply monstrous to a hair-raising degree.
Possessing the cultivation of the early Martial Saint realm yet capable of defeating the Saint King Ranking powerhouse Di Sen—this could no longer be described as monstrous.
A profound shock filled everyone's hearts. He truly lived up to his name as an Ancient Prodigy, being even more terrifying than rumors suggested!
Although they had not witnessed the battle with their own eyes, the process was ultimately unimportant. The outcome was already self-evident.
Hah!
Gao Haoran took a deep breath, his heart brimming with complex emotions. He was the person who understood Su Mo best.
Yet he still felt somewhat shocked by this outcome.
Invincible!
Now that he had attained sainthood, Su Mo could no longer be measured by conventional standards. He was about to trigger a massive upheaval across the Heavenly Desolate Star Domain.
Towards this 'fellow disciple', Gao Haoran felt a trace of jealousy, but far more envy.
"All of you, hand over the cultivation methods you practice to Su Mo!"
At that moment, Di Sen spoke, his voice low.
As he uttered those words, Di Sen's heart twitched. It was not that he begrudged the cultivation methods—they meant little to him.
What pained him was that saying this meant admitting defeat, conceding loss to Su Mo.
"This...!" Hearing this, the others hesitated. If they collectively handed their cultivation methods over to Su Mo, it would be an utter humiliation.
Among their dozen-odd Martial Saints, which one was not a prominent figure of high standing in the Feathered Star River? Yet