The moment those words were spoken, everyone was stunned.
Fairy Qingyue, Zhuo Wuchen, Fenjin, and the others had yet to fully grasp the meaning behind them, but instinctively felt a chill run down their spines.
To them, Fate was something illusory and intangible. They had no idea what it truly was.
Gu Qingping frowned slightly.
Shi Huang stroked his chin, lost in thought.
A sharp glint flashed through Qin Buhui's eyes as he looked in the direction Tuoba Xiong had vanished.
As for Su Bai, he casually waved a hand and shattered the Spacetime Backlash.
This Spacetime Backlash had been truly weak, and not merely because Tuoba Xiong's cultivation was low.
There was another crucial reason!
The historical karmic changes caused by killing a living person!
Were far greater than those caused by reviving a dead one!
Even if both were at the same realm!
After all, guarding was forever more difficult than destroying!
Su Bai's gaze narrowed slightly as he looked toward the direction Tuoba Xiong had left, a trace of profoundness passing through his eyes.
For even Su Ming's Book of Fortune to show nothing meant that Tuoba Xiong's future had been completely severed by some force.
This was not an ordinary death, because an ordinary death would still leave other branches of Fate in motion, such as a remnant soul surviving or karma continuing.
This emptiness was more like some existence had thoroughly squeezed dry every shred of meaning and future from his existence!
Thoughts flashed through Su Bai's mind, and he vaguely grasped something.
Just then, majestic immortal music descended from the distant heavens, accompanied by ten thousand rays of rosy light.
"Top hundred victors of the Seventh Branch Hall, arriving!"
Following that resounding announcement, a team of extraordinary bearing swept in from the eastern horizon.