He and He Yiming had both unleashed divine power.
This spear strike would decide victory and defeat.
No one had expected Yang Chen to force He Yiming to such a point, nor had they expected the battle to last until now.
No one looked away. They stared unblinkingly at this final clash. They knew full well what it represented—this was a contest for the honor of who would claim the title of Number One Genius in this land!
The moment to determine victory and defeat had arrived!
The scene was deathly silent.
Only after several dozen breaths did the storm of battle upon Tianyun Platform gradually subside. The dazzling, strange radiance made it impossible to see who held the upper hand and who had fallen behind.
It was not until Daoist Yunshang let out a heavy sigh that the crowd gained some understanding of the result.
When they came back to their senses, they saw Yang Chen gripping his spear and standing where he was with great difficulty, while He Yiming, who had been lively and vigorous moments ago, had been pierced through by a spear. Though it was not a fatal wound, he had fallen unconscious.
Who had won and who had lost was obvious at a glance.
"Yang Chen won!" Daoist Qiangong and Fufeng Daoist looked at one another, both finding the result hard to believe.
Yang Chen had actually won. Accomplishing one against four was already incredible, yet he had even defeated He Yiming, Taiyi Sect's Number One Genius.
This was simply a miracle. No—more accurately, it should have been called a divine miracle.
What was a god?
Experts at the true god stage were gods, yet now, not one of those experts at the true god stage had won a single match. Yang Chen had accomplished