At this moment, those who had the least idea what to say were the True God Stage cultivators and Daoists atop Profound Dao Sect's mountain.
Most Daoist-level powerhouses had believed Yang Chen had no hope of winning. They had even thought his life would be hard to preserve, that he would die before the three Golden Venerate Stage experts of the Profound Dao Sect.
If Yang Chen truly perished, no one would say anything. Within this Heavenly Profound Space, life and death were left to fate. Even if disciples of the Profound Dao Sect died, most of their elders would not choose to seek revenge.
Much less for a Yang Chen with no backing or background whatsoever.
Everyone had only paid attention because Yang Chen's performance had been exceptionally outstanding. Yet the geniuses of the Profound Dao Sect were the bottom line by which everyone measured Yang Chen.
This bottom line made everyone believe that no matter how outstanding Yang Chen was, he could not defeat disciples of the Profound Dao Sect. Before disciples of the Profound Dao Sect, Yang Chen would collapse in defeat.
No matter how outstanding Yang Chen had been at the beginning.
Because if even the disciples of the Profound Dao Sect failed, it would mean there was something wrong with what they taught. The disciples of the Profound Dao Sect could not be allowed to be defeated by a genius who had emerged from some wild, unorthodox path.
Yet the truth was that only now did they realize just how much they had been deceiving themselves.
Yang Chen had shattered all their notions and told them that the geniuses of the Profound Dao Sect could not only be defeated, but trampled beneath one's feet.
"This..."
Three against one, yet they had suffered a total defeat.