"Next one."
Ye Xuan said calmly.
These seemingly ordinary three words left everyone feeling shocked.
Countless strongmen trembled in fear.
For a time, no one dared to respond.
The many people who had given gifts earlier didn't dare to speak up either.
Ye Xuan's ruthless killing of Zhuo Rou was truly a fact that was hard to accept.
Although Zhuo Rou could only exert the strength of an Invincible Great Sage, that was hardly a reason to fall!
After all, Zhuo Rou was still a Great Saint!
What on earth was going on?
"This guy is peculiar..."
Old Demon Chu kept staring at Ye Xuan's fist, hoping to discern something.
Just now, that time-space appeared to warp, the flow of time slowed down, allowing them to see clearly.
Even though Ye Xuan's fist and Zhuo Rou's True Destiny Device only touched for an instant, he clearly captured that there seemed to be a unnoticed black membrane on the surface of Ye Xuan's fist.
Could it be a body membrane?
