Silence.
The entire space is silent and soundless.
The Young Master of Qingzhou City, Tie Wushuang, was overwhelmingly crushed. Xiao Tianyu slapped him to the ground, unable to rise, like an ant, in utter disgrace. As long as Xiao Tianyu wished, Tie Wushuang could become a mess of flesh in moments.
What is strength?
This, is it.
What is dominance? This is it.
The defeated, die.
Fortunately, for Tie Wushuang, this was not a battle of life and death. Otherwise, he'd probably be boneless by now.
Thinking he could find a flaw to exploit from Xiao Tianyu, could he?
Divine Level Eighth Layer, so what, can equally trample a Divine Level Ninth Layer like pigs and dogs.
Now, Bai Bufan, Li Fei, and Xiao Tianyu have forcefully entered the ninth layer of the Celestial Palace, and it seems no one can stop them, making the host Yao Junlin lose face.
It seems, just as Bai Bufan said before, that these useless people can be invited, indicating how ordinary Yao Junlin's vision is.
