The Literary Palace Breaks Away, Sage-Slaying Tribulation Lightning, Entering the Third Rank, Forging a Sage Artifact!

Master Lü was dead.

Xu Qingxiao had slain him outright with a war spear formed from Demon-Subduing Force.

It was a sight no one dared believe.

Had a First Rank expert struck and killed the Second Sage, they would not have been so shocked.

Xu Qingxiao was a Third Rank Half-Saint. Killing a Second Sage would bring Heavenly Retribution upon him, along with a great calamity.

Simply put, Xu Qingxiao could not kill a Sage. He could even insult one, but killing a Second Sage would invite heavenly disasters.

The Great Wei Literary Palace.

As Master Lü fell, his Sage Blood spilled into the Literary Palace. It quietly absorbed the blood, then erupted with boundless light.

The entire Literary Palace rumbled.

Its tumult was ten times greater than before.

Sage Blood staining the Literary Palace-such a thing had never happened before.

Even ordinary blood staining the Literary Palace was a grave matter, let alone Xu Qingxiao slaying a Second Sage within it.

Rumble!

A thunderclap tore across the sky, accompanied by a terrifying wind. It howled like weeping, and torrential rain instantly poured down.

"This is Heaven's Lament."

"A Second Sage has fallen, and Heaven and Earth weep."

"A Second Sage has died. Nothing like this has happened in five hundred years. Never mind a Second Sage-even a Half-Saint has never fallen this way. Xu Qingxiao... he truly is the fiercest man in the world."

Everyone was shaken. The gazes of many powerful factions turned toward Xu Qingxiao in unison.

They began weighing whether he was someone worth approaching.

After today, Xu Qingxiao's formidable name would be known throughout the world. People had known of him before, but however great his fame, his exploits had been confined to Great Wei's Capital.

Now it was different: a Half-Saint of the Confucian