The familiar face came into view.
Having only just walked the line between life and death and narrowly escaped with his life, Wu Tianhao was dazed for a moment, unable to fully come back to his senses.
But he steadied himself.
He quickly recovered.
Yet when he saw Shen Changchuan appear before him again, then glanced at the tall, gaunt Nether Sect Demonic Cultivator in the distance, utterly devoid of life as he fell from the skies, he could not help but feel bewildered once more.
Just a moment ago, that man had driven him into a desperate corner, leaving him on the verge of dying on the spot without any power to resist!
But now, Wu Tianhao could sense that the man was dead beyond all doubt.
This caused a trace of confusion to rise in his eyes once more.
From the moment that green sword light tore open the black canopy of heaven to when that tall, gaunt Nether Sect Demonic Cultivator let out his scream, the interval had been no more than the blink of an eye, hadn't it?
In that single instant, such a terrifying opponent, someone so powerful that Wu Tianhao had been completely unable to contend against him, had been swatted to death like a stray dog by the roadside?!
Wu Tianhao found it simply unbelievable, unimaginable!
He knew that Shen Changchuan had already advanced to the Ninth Level of the Out-of-Body Realm.
As someone from the Dragon Firmament Sect who had claimed first place in the Immortal Sect Grand Competition, Shen Changchuan was renowned far and wide—not only among senior brothers and sisters like them who had entered their master's tutelage, but also among the cultivation forces throughout the Tiannan Region.
After all, the Tiannan Region Cultivation World was Shen Changchuan's birthplace.
Perhaps