Silence.
Outside Heavenly Splendor City, everything fell deathly still.
Everyone stared at Qin Hao, dumbstruck and unable to believe their eyes.
After a long while, a Saint Martial Grandmaster murmured, "How is that possible? How could Qin Hao's sword strike be so powerful? Did he use some kind of Martial Skill?"
"A Martial Skill? It had to be a Divine Ability! Shi Bin used the First-Grade Divine Ability Yama Palm for that strike."
"Impossible! How could Qin Hao have a Divine Ability? He never joined a faction in Central Continent. How could any faction in the Southern Domain Group have the means to reward him with one?"
The crowd erupted into an uproar. Qin Hao's sword strike had been too stunning, its power far beyond anything they had imagined.
Teng Keshu, Teng Zhenfeng, and the others drew sharp breaths. Shi Bin had not been killed by the strike, but he had been wounded.
That meant Qin Hao was far stronger than Shi Bin!
"That sword strike..." Chen Jianqing's emotions surged like storm-tossed waves.
Qin Hao, who had once been beneath him, had now grown this powerful.
A single sword strike had been terrifying enough to gravely wound Shi Bin.
And Shi Bin had reached a level Chen Jianqing could only look up to.
"I've wasted too much of these past two years." Chen Jianqing's expression shifted, and he clenched his fists.
Chen Jianqing's talent was hardly poor. He had once been hailed as the foremost of Southern Reach's Five Great Prodigies. Had he devoted himself to cultivation, he could not possibly have remained at the Saint Martial Realm Fourth Layer for more than two years.
But he had let that time slip away.
He had given all his resources to Teng Keshu.
"Impossible. Absolutely impossible."
"How could I