On the Migai Grassland, an area spanning more than ten kilometers had been shrouded in black lightning.
The ground was riddled with devastation, and the cold, berserk aura radiating from the black bolts filled everyone present with dread.
At the very center of this storm of lightning, Xu Jingming stood tall with a spear in hand, lightning coiling around him as he stood there like a god.
Not far ahead of him lay Jonathan's charred, headless corpse.
The entire Migai Grassland was deathly silent as everyone stared at Xu Jingming's tall figure.
Their faces were filled with shock and disbelief.
A Ninth-Order member of the Heaven's Mandate Sect... had died just like that?
Though they all thought so, no one dared make a rash move.
They knew that a Ninth-Order Martial Saint possessed formidable vitality. The charred corpse could very well have been merely an illusion!
Just as they were thinking this, Xu Jingming moved.
He directly removed the Space Ring from the corpse. Then black lightning surged forth, reducing Jonathan's body to ashes.
"He's really dead?!" Everyone stared at the scene in dumbfounded shock.
No one had expected Jonathan, who had been so imposing just moments ago, to truly be killed by Xu Jingming!
The powerhouses from every nation were stunned, while the remaining members of the Heaven's Mandate Sect felt their scalps go numb.
In terms of numbers, the various nations definitely had more Eighth-Order Grandmasters than they did.
Their sole advantage had been Jonathan, who possessed Ninth-Order strength. Now that Jonathan was dead, they had no advantage left at all!
"Impossible! The Divine Envoy is a Ninth-Order Martial Saint with formidable vitality.
Death is only an illusion. He'll definitely revive again!"
A Cardinal Archbishop of the Heaven's Mandate Sect roared loudly, seemingly unwilling to believe what was