The Great Sages and elderly Quasi-Emperors who had been prepared to risk their lives in a moth to a flame attack wore stunned expressions, as though they had seen a ghost.
The resolve to die that they had been nurturing abruptly faltered, and disbelief flooded their faces.
That was it?!
Where had this person come from? He had only just attained the Dao, yet he had killed two Supremes who had emerged from the forbidden zones with nothing but his fists and kicks. Even if he had not allowed them to undergo ultimate sublimation, they should not have been defeated so easily.
Watching the Heaven's Will Imprint slowly gather before his brow, Lu Ren willed it to stop, forcibly halting it three inches from his forehead just as it was about to sink in.
He reached out and held the flickering Heaven's Will Imprint in his hand. A trace of contemplation appeared on his face, but in the end, he did not allow it to enter his body.
The path he walked differed from that of the Great Void Universe. If he allowed the Heaven's Will Imprint into his body, it would contaminate him.
He could only study it—he absolutely could not be assimilated by it. He could use it as a reference, but he could not let it enter him.
What excited Lu Ren the most were the two system notifications from earlier, which left his spirits soaring.
"Ding. You successfully killed the White Tiger Supreme and obtained three Skill Points." "Ding. You successfully killed the Celestial Tears Green Gold Sacred Spirit and obtained three Skill Points."
Now that he had received these long-awaited Skill Point notifications, could the day he gained Destiny Points be far off?
That was also why Lu Ren had looked