They watched that black-robed figure as she devoured, mouthful by mouthful, the Chaos Source they would have risked their lives to fight over.
Their Dao hearts, the cultivation they had taken such pride in, their dignity as heavenly geniuses—all of it was crushed to pieces at that moment.
Luo Li stood in the distance, her body trembling slightly.
Not from fear, but from an indescribable excitement.
She had witnessed a miracle with her own eyes.
All of a sudden, she felt that her previous scheming for the position of saintess, her struggles to obtain more resources within the sect, had been laughably petty and insignificant.
Before true great power, those things did not even count as dust.
Finally.
When the last wisp of chaotic energy was drawn into Xier's body.
The entire world returned to calm.
The energy tornado connecting heaven and earth vanished.
That colossal Chaos Beast a thousand meters tall vanished as well.
Only that petite black-robed figure remained, standing quietly where she was.
She seemed full. Satisfied, she even patted her hands, though there was nothing on them.
Then she turned around and skipped lightly back to Dragon Spirit's side, like a child waiting to be praised.
Dragon Spirit reached out and naturally rubbed her head.
From beginning to end, neither of them had given those dazed heavenly geniuses so much as a proper glance.
That utter disregard, born from the depths of their bones, was more soul-piercing than any direct humiliation.
"What... exactly have we provoked?"
Yan Yang muttered, his eyes hollow.
"Gods... do gods truly exist in this world?"
The chief swordsman of the Grand Unity Sword Sect, a man whose heart had always been higher than the heavens, now spoke with utter confusion in his voice.
Yun Shang, the saintess of the Five Elements