As Xuan You's soul was devoured, the world fell completely silent. The shimmering curtain of light that had cordoned off the area vanished. Gusts of wind swept across the ravaged land, making it look as if it had been turned over.
The Bow Lady let out a satisfied burp. She felt absolutely incredible.
In a corner, the members of the Scripture Defector Association, who had been blasted into the cliff face by Xuan You, now held their breath. They stared at the figure in the sky, their eyes filled with shock, but even more so with a worshipful awe for such power.
This man had single-handedly slain the second-in-command of the Golden Soul Sect. He had killed Xuan You again and again, tormenting a Great Power at the Late Stage of the Insect Dao to the brink of death and back.
They had witnessed practically the entire battle. The heart-pounding, exhilarating spectacle of it all, unfolding before them like a live broadcast, made their blood boil with excitement.
