An uproar erupted.
As Li Xian shattered even the blade of Xiao Zhanfeng's thrust with a flick of his finger, that overwhelming, deadwood-crushing strength instantly sent every spectator from the Boundless Immortal Dynasty into an uproar.
"He... lost!? Xiao Zhanfeng... actually lost so completely!?"
"Is this the strength of a Dao Seed from a superior sect? Li Xian... how could he be this strong!?"
"How could this happen? Why did our Boundless Immortal Dynasty's legendary True Lord perform so pathetically before this Dao Seed of the Great Luo Immortal Sect?" "Could that ranking really be right? Are our dynasty's prodigies only capable of bullying their own, entertaining themselves? Each is touted as a talent seen once in ten thousand years, overflowing with gifts, yet a single prodigy from another sect can easily trample everyone in our dynasty underfoot?"
All manner of Spiritual Sense fluctuations and magically transmitted voices spilled incessantly from the spectators.
Every Boundless Immortal Dynasty cultivator's voice was filled with shock, disbelief, and an indescribable desolation.
Some even began to wonder whether their own prodigies were merely impressive façades.
With so many of them, the whole area became as noisy as a marketplace.
"The facts have proven that you're even weaker than I imagined. I gave you a chance, yet you couldn't cut me even when I stood still and let you."
Li Xian looked at this prodigy, whose heart trembled and whose fighting spirit was melting like ice and snow at an incredible speed, and slowly shook his head. "Xiao Zhanfeng, you're not good enough."
Not good enough!?
Those words made Xiao Zhanfeng jerk his head up.
His somewhat pale face was filled with shock, anger, shame, resentment, and...
Fear!
"You..."
He stared at Li Xian. He clearly still had the strength to attack...
Even if he