In the end, the white-robed young man, Zhan Feng, still failed to escape his fate of falling in battle. He crashed down amid the endless holy feathers.
"Splurt!"
His head was crushed beneath a foot, a bloody sight that made the Foreign Realm beings' scalps crawl, as though Lunar Essence Shi Yi had stepped on their own heads.
An indescribable terror swept through the hearts of the Foreign Realm's young prodigies.
Di Tuo, who had mercilessly slain Xiang Feng earlier, looked grim. He truly had not expected the young being who had called out his true name to be so heaven-defying. Even Zhan Feng, who possessed a quarter of the An Lan clan's true blood, had been killed by a single punch.
Cheers rose from the Nine Heavens' side. After slaying Zhan Feng, Lunar Essence Shi Yi had won five consecutive victories. He had swept through five opponents with only five strikes, a terrifying display of combat prowess that made their souls tremble.
The Foreign Realm's side sank into deathly silence. Just moments ago, they had showered the An Lan bloodline with praise, only to be slapped in the face an instant later.
Lunar Essence Shi Yi said nothing. The coldness and killing intent in his eyes had not diminished in the slightest. He had said he would make the Foreign Realm pay the heaviest, most agonizing price. He had only killed five so far. There were still five more to kill.
Within the Chaos Region, the Immortal Turtle Shell Fragment stirred again, tugging at the heartstrings of every young Foreign Realm prodigy. In their eyes, it was the god of death swinging his butcher's blade.
Even Zhan Feng had fallen. What could they possibly use to fight Lunar Essence Shi Yi?
The Immortal Turtle Shell Fragment moved, selecting a