Dead silence!
The entire square fell dead silent!!
Countless Heavenly Feather Sect disciples stared wide-eyed. None had imagined the battle would end in an instant.
In their eyes, how could Chen Fan, a pig from the Lower Realm, possibly be a match for Yu Potian?
Their eldest senior brother was the greatest prodigy in the Heavenly Feather Sect's history!
The Heavenly Dao True Immortal who would lead them to glory one day!
And yet...
Chen Fan had killed him in one move?
Thud! Someone's knees buckled under the crushing fear, and he collapsed to the ground.
"E-Eldest senior brother... is dead?" a disciple murmured as if in a dream, his voice shaking uncontrollably.
"He... he nailed the coffin shut! He nailed eldest senior brother inside it!"
Another disciple pointed at the black coffin and screamed himself hoarse, as though he had witnessed the most terrifying sight in the world.
How could their eldest senior brother have lost?!
"Run!"
"Get out of here!!"
"When immortals fight, people like us suffer!"
The servant disciples in the square, along with those who had come to visit the Heavenly Feather Sect, immediately turned and fled.
In the Immortal Realm, people at the bottom like them knew better than to watch a battle between immortals!
One stray shockwave could kill who knew how many of them!!
Lin Zhentian stood frozen for a long while. Only when Chen Fan called out again did he come back to his senses.
Lin Zhentian shuddered violently. The jowls on his face quivered as he forced out the words: "Impossible... This... this is impossible!"
"Potian!!"
Lin Zhentian stared at Yu Potian's head on the ground and let out a beastlike roar!
"You little beast! You've destroyed the future of my sect! I'll make sure your soul never finds rebirth!"
"I'll