Silence!
The entire valley was shrouded in deathly silence.
Everyone stared ahead, dumbfounded, at the mark that resembled a divine handprint, and at the young man standing with his long hair fluttering and robes billowing.
This scene before them.
Had completely exceeded their imagination!
The Nether Bird ravaged the valley, almost invincible. Yet it was slain by Ye Qingchen in three moves, obliterated in both form and spirit; this scene had completely overturned their expectations.
Especially Ye Qingchen's last strike, which seemed to squash the Nether Bird like a mosquito, almost shattering their souls with astonishment!
"This..."
Qian Qiuxue widened her eyes in disbelief, realizing she had underestimated him. This young man sent by her master was far more than she had imagined!
Everyone else in the field was equally terrified and awestruck.
A moment later.
Cries of amazement, admiration, and shock echoed continuously from all directions!
