After all, he is the Beast God Di Tian!

That jet-black dragon claw capable of destroying heaven and earth shattered just like that.

Like a bubble beneath the sunlight, it flashed brilliantly for an instant before vanishing into nothingness.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, not even a respectable ripple of energy spreading outward.

High in the sky, Qian Daoliu's despairing roar was still caught in his throat, unable to fully emerge.

The shock, fury, and unwillingness on his face all froze in place.

He remained in the posture of lunging forward, looking so absurd it was almost laughable.

Below, Demon Bear Douluo, Ghost Leopard Douluo, and the others had been immersed in the endless terror of death descending upon them just a second ago.

The next second, they blankly raised their heads to stare at the clear, cloudless sky, their minds completely empty.

What happened?

I... I'm still alive?

A deathly silence blanketed the entire street before Maple Dye Pavilion.

A full three seconds passed.

"Right!"

Demon Bear Douluo suddenly slapped his thigh, producing a thunderous smack!

His rugged face was filled with the wild joy of surviving disaster, along with a silly look of sudden realization.

"We have Senior here! What the hell were we panicking for?!"

That shout was like a thunderclap on level ground, instantly jolting awake all the Title Douluo who were still dumbfounded.

That's right!

Senior was sitting right by the entrance!

What in this world could possibly hurt us now?

Yet the most shaken person present was not any of those Douluo who had survived the ordeal.

It was the black-robed man in the sky.

He stood frozen in place, as though immobilized by a spell.

His eyes, hidden beneath the black mist, stared fixedly at the "ordinary person" on the ground, who still had his legs crossed and even lazily let out