A peculiar silence filled the dojo.
Jiang Yun stood calmly in midair, his expression placid, as though he had merely done something utterly ordinary.
Yet the powerful figure standing on the ground proved that things were far from simple.
The Evil Emperor stared blankly at Jiang Yun, his face filled with utter disbelief. How was this possible?
He had never expected that after barely more than two hundred thousand years, Jiang Yun would advance once more and break through to the Third Realm of Quasi-Immortal Emperor. This was a leap almost unheard of.
Only an extremely small number of peerless prodigies could achieve such a feat, but they were far too rare.
The Evil Emperor could barely understand that, but Jiang Yun had then actually purified him. It was simply unimaginable, leaving the Evil Emperor frozen in place and unable to recover for a long time.
Over countless Sacrificial Eras, no one had ever heard of a way to purify living beings who had fallen into darkness, much less erase weirdness and misfortune.
This unprecedented feat was enough to turn the world upside down. Once the news spread, it would trigger monstrous waves and overturn the entire Sacrificial Sea.
Even the existence on Calamity Plateau, the Evil Emperor believed, would be unable to ignore it.
"Jiang Yun..." His lips moved as he blankly called Jiang Yun's name, his voice carrying surprise and admiration, while countless speculations rose in his heart.
The Evil Emperor had roamed the Sacrificial Sea for countless years and had no idea how many powerful figures he had plotted against. The disciple he had raised had nearly sparked a bloody sacrifice through a long disguise.
His thoughts were exceedingly meticulous, and his reactions swift. He had already considered that Jiang Yun might never have fallen into darkness