Looking at the Savage Wilderness Vanguard, with only his head and upper body still floating in the starry sky, Bai Yi nodded in satisfaction.
Little did he know how terrified Liu Du beside him was, or how terrified the Savage Wilderness Vanguard-now reduced to a limbless torso-felt.
If Liu Du had still been doubting Bai Yi's realm before,
then the moment Bai Yi had struck just now, the aura of Origin Power spilling out could no longer be concealed.
Yet that only left Liu Du even more shaken, so shaken he could hardly put it into words.
Everyone knew the tales of Savage Wilderness warriors being far stronger than Qi-Devouring Cultivators of the same realm were no idle rumors.
They had been written in blood by countless factions and sects, in example after example, over the past six years.
Aside from elite disciples of the Great Factions, ordinary Rogue Cultivators and even disciples of some Second-Rate and Third-Rate Sects used a many-against-one strategy when facing Savage Wilderness Cultivators of the same realm.
And if Liu Du had not been mistaken, when the mysterious young man before him struck just now, he had not even deliberately drawn on a fraction of his Origin Power.
A mere glance had stirred the Divine Resonance of the Sword Dao, giving rise to Sword Intent of its own; dazzling Sword Light had severed both arms of the Savage Wilderness Vanguard, who had earned the recognition of a Savage Wilderness king tribe.
"How could there be such a terrifying Nascent Soul Cultivator in this world!"
Liu Du bent forward even more respectfully, his gaze full of shock not daring to linger for another moment.
It was no exaggeration to say that the Savage Wilderness Vanguard might have withstood a glance, but Liu Du feared he could