As Wan Fu's Nascent Soul exploded with a bang, the aftershock of Dragon-Tiger Force swept toward the Myriad Ghosts Ship.
Azure radiance spread along the hull as the White Tiger Chi Huo blazed fiercely, instantly igniting towering flames.
The wooden structure cracked and collapsed, and the mast snapped cleanly in half.
The Spirit Runes beneath the ship sizzled in the thunderfire, quickly scorching into black ash.
In just a few breaths, the giant ship that had once carried Wan Fu tilted and plummeted downward, leaving behind charred wood scattered across the sky and the shrill screams of countless crew members.
The True Lord of the Dragon-Tiger Immortal Sect had not only crushed Wan Fu's Nascent Soul with one strike, but directly destroyed the Myriad Ghosts Ship as well.
"That was a Nascent Soul!"
"It... it just died like that?"
"Hiss!"
At this sight, everyone present stood dumbfounded.
Ling Chenye's eyelids twitched wildly. "I thought that even if they weren't evenly matched, they should have fought for a while.
Who would have thought it would be such a one-sided crushing defeat?"
Hu Bugui felt his scalp prickle. "At a time like this, shouldn't we be glad that we were so weak that we escaped disaster?!"
Xu Changqing narrowed his eyes slightly and said with certainty, "I knew it would be like this."
He had seen it from the True Lord of the Dragon-Tiger Immortal Sect's constant teasing earlier.
If the man truly wanted to destroy the Wan Family, he could have done so in minutes. There was no need to waste time here.
Now it was obvious that he had been waiting for Wan Fu to show himself, then crush him with absolute power in front of the Wan Family and all the onlookers—even destroy him outright.
That way, the Wan