In the blink of an eye, the Heavenly King of War fell at the hands of Tong Wuji.
The scene directly shocked people to the extreme.
Just moments ago, people outside the Ancestor Temple were still marveling at the terror of the Heavenly King of War.
The speed at which the situation changed left people unable to react.
"Has my younger brother become this powerful already?"
Tong Wutian, holding a horizontal blade, was too late to assist, and found the battle already over, leaving him dumbfounded.
On the other side, Tong Wutian's mysterious companions had long been fighting against the strong of Xuantian Ancient Country.
However, with Tong Wutian and Tong Wuji entering the fray, they almost swept through the battle and concluded it.
The dense formations of Imperial Guard and Imperial Palace Guards surrounded the Ancestor Temple in layers.
Yet, no matter how the ministers urged them to act, these guards remained motionless.
