One finger.
One glance.
Under the heavens, one of the Eight Ancient Sects, the Shizun Dao, along with a portion of the starry sky above, was wiped out just like that.
Wiped out silently, even the numerous Buddha cultivators of the Wuliang Pavilion, who had been neighbors with the Shizun Dao for countless ages, did not feel a trace of movement.
The great powers present felt the same.
But sadly, they witnessed it with their own eyes.
Because Lu Feng's one glance also erased a billion li of space between this place and the Northern Domain.
Although Lu Feng, who descended into the Two Divisions Divine Realm, was merely an avatar.
The words terrifying and soulless couldn't begin to describe their emotions at this moment.
They only instinctively etched this experience into their divine souls, unable to fade even after ten thousand reincarnations.
But for Lu Feng, this was no different than passing gas.
So after destroying the Shizun Dao, his gaze turned to Huang Er.
