Liu Dongqing's faintly mocking voice faded.
In an instant.
A deathly silence settled over the surrounding mountains. Even in the directions of the Great Completion Immortal Sect and the Pure Yang Sword Sect, no Nascent Soul Dao Lord manifested to answer Liu Dongqing, the man responsible for all of this.
It was simply too uncanny.
So uncanny that no one could fathom what means Liu Dongqing had used to accomplish what he had done today.
At the outset, they could still make a vague guess. It probably had something to do with that first-realm Nascent Soul demon cultivator from the Great Completion Immortal Sect, which had only just joined forces with the demon cultivators—the one who had just fallen at Liu Dongqing's hands.
Perhaps that creature's death had provided Liu Dongqing with some exceptionally precious resource.
And that had ultimately been the reason the Pure Yang Sword Sect's sword strike had turned upon the Great Completion Immortal Sect.
But the question was.
How had he done it?
Was this secret art something he could use only once, or could Liu Dongqing employ it over and over without end?
Were the other sects in danger?
After all, several Nascent Soul Dao Lords had already died at his hands, and it was foreseeable that even more would fall to him in the future.
Did every death mean that another sect had been added to this "list" of Liu Dongqing's?
Or perhaps.
Had Liu Dongqing "held back" until today because all those he had killed before were purely human cultivators, while the one he had slain today was a demon cultivator Dao Lord?
Then the implications reached even further.
A great many people would have to reconsider whether the overarching theme of this Era of Dao Strife was still the ascendance of the