"How could it be... How could it be you?"
Staring at Yang Chuan, who was slowly descending before their eyes, the ministers who were originally preparing to greet Jacks alongside Yijing were all struck with disbelief, their faces filled with incredulity!
But Yang Chuan remained composed in the face of their astonished gazes, slowly making his way toward the ground.
With each step he took, Yang Chuan's aura grew stronger, each step bringing an oppressive momentum that felt like it could last for minutes!
By the time Yang Chuan stood before them, his overwhelming aura had brought them to their knees, crushing even their ability to stand upright. They could only kneel before him, unable to rise!
Athena and Hettedia felt a chill seep into their hearts.
Apollo's body trembled uncontrollably, his voice shattered, "How could it be him! How could he accomplish this! Blinding brilliance… he… could he have truly won?"
