A single copy of the Weeping God Scripture severed every doubt at its root.
When Li Su returned to the platform, the Enforcement Hall disciples fell completely silent. The dark thoughts that had arisen because "Hall Master An" was supposedly showing favoritism and bending the rules were utterly swept away in that moment.
Yushan's defeat produced an undeniably earthshaking effect.
Not only were the Enforcement Hall disciples stunned—even the Yang Gods from the other four great halls were deeply shaken.
They were shocked by the power of the Weeping God Scripture, and even more so by the strength Li Su had displayed.
He had slain an Yin God across realms.
That was not something just anyone could accomplish. Especially in a place like the Enforcement Hall, whose disciples were all elites of the Demon Refining Palace—yet one of them had been slain by someone a realm below. That was truly beyond the limit.
Li Su paid no attention to their reactions. Looking at An Ruotong, he said, "Senior Sister, the task is complete. I won't continue with the tournament. I'll be leaving first."
For the current him, reaching the top four was enough. If he continued, Li Su certainly did not want to lose. But if he won, it would no longer be merely beyond the limit—it would be absurd.
After all, the top three Yin Gods could all practically be considered to have stepped into the realm of the supremely peerless.
A smile appeared on An Ruotong's face. She rose directly to her feet and said, "I'll take you back."
There was no need to watch the remaining matches. In truth, she did not attend the Enforcement Hall's internal tournament every time. She had come this time mainly because of this little junior brother before her, to see whether