Black Mist instantly invaded every corner of the old Warlock's body. Although he was not among the strongest in the Red Moon Holy Temple, surviving for so many years had already proven his ability.
After all, living a long time was itself a remarkable achievement.
At the very least, one needed the ability to acquire enough Longevity Fruit.
Yet faced with Xu Le's Chaos Fog, this veteran Legendary Warlock was like a blade of grass being casually trampled, with absolutely no room to resist.
In just two or three seconds, chaos broke him down into particles of Spirit Energy.
It happened so suddenly that many people had not even reacted before they watched the old Warlock die.
Were two or three seconds really that short?
Not really. Perhaps they were somewhat short for an ordinary person like Li Wen, but for the many Legendary Warlocks present, they were not short at all.
For some powerful individuals with quick reactions, two or three seconds was already a very long time.
Someone had certainly reacted, yet not a single person had tried to save him.
The Red Moon Holy Temple's indifference was on full display at that moment.
They could hardly be blamed for their caution, though. Xu Le's display was simply too horrifying.
An almost instantaneous killing attack that could not be resisted had an extreme deterrent effect on every Warlock present.
Putting themselves in his place led to a simple conclusion.
They could not withstand it. They, too, would be killed instantly.
So Xu Le had arrived, Xu Le had killed someone, his methods were brutal, and they did not dare say a word.
With such a disparity in strength, no one dared act rashly.
Xu Le's figure emerged from the Chaos Fog, and he swept his gaze over everyone.