The sky was azure, and a Cyan Lotus bloomed.
A ray of sunlight pierced through the clouds, falling upon Fang Yang's back.
A gentle breeze stirred his robes, making Fang Yang seem even more otherworldly.
At that moment, the crowd in the martial arts arena was still in a daze.
The battle had indeed been incredibly intense.
But it had ended far sooner than they expected—so fast it almost felt like a farce.
It didn't even last ten breaths. It was too fast, just too fast.
But they all understood. It wasn't that Dongli was weak, but that Fang Yang was simply too strong.
If it had been anyone else from the Earth Ranking in Fang Yang's place, they probably wouldn't have even been able to withstand Dongli's second move.
Still, when all was said and done, witnessing such a thing with their own eyes felt surreal.
They knew Fang Yang would win nine times out of ten, but they never imagined it would be so... effortless.
"From this day forward, Fang Yang will usher in his own era."
