"Worms like you never deserved to live in this world from the moment you were born."
"Even if you do live, you only deserve to be trampled beneath someone's feet."
Chu Jingming sneered as he looked at Xuanyuan Liefeng, who was struggling desperately beneath his foot.
His foot began to press down harder, and Xuanyuan Liefeng's skull started giving off a series of crisp cracks.
Nangong Xuanyi, seated beside Ye Lin, had a livid expression. He clenched his fists tightly, his eyes blazing with fury.
But he made no move.
Ye Lin's expression, meanwhile, was incomparably grave.
This guy's strength... was a little terrifying.
This man's strength had completely surpassed Ye Lin's expectations.
Such power was simply too terrifying.
Xuanyuan Liefeng was clearly no pushover either.
Yet this man had taken Xuanyuan Liefeng's three killing moves head-on without using any means at all.
And after those killing moves, he still looked as if nothing had happened.
That was a little too frightening.
Even Ye Lin could not help but feel wary at this moment.
This Chu Jingming was no simple man—far from simple.
"I'm tired of playing. It's time for you to die too."
Crack~
A crisp sound rang out.
Xuanyuan Liefeng's head was crushed beneath Chu Jingming's foot.
A peak Daluo Golden Immortal, a true prodigy, had been trampled to death with a single foot.
At that moment, the entire venue fell silent.
No one dared to speak.
The air was eerily quiet.
"Everyone, do you have any objections to what I did?"
Looking at the headless corpse beneath his foot, Chu Jingming smiled faintly, then swept his gaze around and spoke calmly.
"You—do you have any objections?"
Chu Jingming raised a hand and pointed at a young man in the distance.
The young man was seated, clearly someone