Just as Chu Xisheng sealed Huang Tian Ting in ice, not only did the surrounding thousand li fall utterly silent, but even in the clouds beyond, one could have heard a pin drop.
The magic-artifact flying vessel carrying Xie Zhenqing had also fallen silent. Apart from everyone's heavy breathing, one could have heard a pin drop aboard it.
Only after ten breaths did her colleagues burst into cries of astonishment.
"He actually sealed him!"
"Another single strike! That was Huang Tian Ting, a descendant of Thunder God Tianbo and the current patriarch of the Crimson Thunder Imperial Clan! Fifth on the Foreign Races Heavenly Ranking! On our Human Race's Heavenly Ranking, he could at least make the top ten."
"More than that! With all his divine grace, even Eternal Years Adrift, Yu Duxing, would have to give him a wide berth. Yet Chu Xisheng froze him with a single strike!"
"He's only frozen. Huang Tian Ting hasn't lost yet. Look, the ice is cracking. He's still struggling."
"Struggling is all he can do. I doubt he'll get out. That man has the blood of eternal ages and inexhaustible true essence. Now that he's frozen, he can forget about escaping easily."
"Tsk, tsk. Once those people in Wang'an City hear about this, they'll probably go mad."
Several others aboard wore looks of utter disbelief.
"Impossible! He clearly borrowed an outside power! That wasn't his own strength. Look at that move just now. At least seventy percent of the cold dispersed into the sky. That shows just how poor his control is!"
"Doesn't that make it even more terrifying? Heavenly rules and Dao laws can't be faked. That was at least thirty-second-layer power. If he mastered it, wouldn't he have the makings of a near-god?"
"This Limitless Saber Lord really makes every