From Zhang Yan's Void Movement, escaping to stand before Old Man Jin Ling, and then drawing his sword to behead him, it was merely a gesture. Only when he returned with the head did the crowd react.
Du Shixun suddenly stood up from his seat, eyes flickering with Divine Light, his face full of excitement, and he sneered at the few elders on the Dharma Platform, laughing to himself. Sitting next to him, Xing Fuli was even more dumbfounded, simply staring in astonishment.
Elder Yan's motion froze, and he tugged at his beard without moving, shaking his head after a long while: "I misjudged, I misjudged."
Elders Lin and Bai were visibly shocked and surprised. Leaving aside Jin Ling's status in the Xuanyue Sect, watching him easily defeat three people, Tame a myriad rings to cover the sky, freely moving through the void, one could tell this person was extraordinary. Yet such a figure was killed in the blink of an eye by Zhang Yan's hand—how formidable must he be?
