He Zhen still could not believe his own eyes, could not believe any of this was real.
Though he himself had emerged unscathed, every single subordinate under his command had fallen. Not one had survived!
The outcome of this battle could no longer be concealed. Everyone would learn of it.
He had originally believed that, as a Heavenly Mandate Realm expert, killing Yang Chen would be as easy as reaching into a bag and taking something out. Never in his wildest dreams had he expected such a cruel result.
"Yang Chen!" He Zhen roared in fury.
His rage truly surged to the heavens. He struck out with another palm, and in an instant, the entire desert became a sea of flames. Countless demonic hands emerged from the inferno and clawed fiercely toward Yang Chen.
With a wave of his hand, Yang Chen unleashed vast amounts of Silent Black Wind.
Unfortunately, the instant it came into contact with those fiery hands, it faintly fell into a disadvantage. The fiery hands burned it all away, leaving no trace behind.
Seeing this, Yang Chen knew there was still a gap between himself and this Heavenly Mandate Realm expert. He no longer lingered in battle, leaping away and vanishing without a trace.
Watching Yang Chen disappear, He Zhen was furious, but he also understood the answer.
He had been unable to do anything to Yang Chen just now. How could he possibly do anything to Yang Chen now?
The result of the battle was utterly bleak!
Less than three months after this battle, the news spread throughout the three major forces—the Taiyuan Palace, Shenye Sect, and Tianqu Mountain—as well as every force surrounding the Taiyuan Star System.
When the news spread, all the great forces were plunged into shock, thoroughly frightened by it.