Su Ming stood in the plaza, arrogant beyond measure.
He was extraordinarily confident now. With every gesture, Dark Anomaly Power radiated from him, making him seem like an ancient demon god.
As for the five young prodigies who had tried to stand up to him earlier, they were already sprawled on the ground, groaning in unbearable pain.
A fathomless bloody gash marked each of their chests. Black blood flowed out, as though they had been corroded by some sinister anomaly.
Even some of the lowest-ranking elders no longer dared to make a rash move. They were utterly horrified.
"How is this possible? Isn't Su Ming a fugitive from the Lineage?"
"And when he provoked the young master of the Ye Family earlier, his cultivation was crippled, and even his Great Dao foundation was damaged. How could he be this powerful, suppressing and injuring the Five Great Prodigies with a mere wave of his hand?"
"Exactly. And when he fled the Su Family, the young master of the Ye Family had already severed his right arm. Yet now it's completely restored. Such a healing art is exceptionally rare, and its effects are astounding."
The elders exchanged bewildered glances, unable to comprehend it. The Su Ming before them had undergone a complete transformation, and his strength had increased tremendously. Dark Power surged around him, mingled with the dense majesty of the Saintly Dao.
From this, they could deduce that Su Ming had at least reached beyond the Saint Realm.
Even within their Su Family, such strength was far from weak. It qualified him to become one of the lowest-ranking Junior Elders.
"That dense Dark Power is surrounded by killing intent. Could Su Ming have already embraced the darkness and become a lackey of a Life Forbidden Zone?"
An elder with gleaming eyes