"This old man...this old man...I really underestimated you."

After stammering for a long time, Zhao Quan finally managed to stammer out these words.

Compared to his previous high spirits, he now looked extremely disheveled, and his aura was also weak, as if he had suffered a great defeat. His face was pale and bloodless.

He hadn't felt this way in a long time.

After summoning the ferocious beast, he still had no chance to resist when facing his enemies. In just one round, his greatest reliance was destroyed.

You should know that he once fought a real battle with Yang Zhifeng, the ancestor of the Cangyu Holy Land, and he was at a disadvantage at first.

But the situation reversed instantly after he unleashed the black giant python. He not only overwhelmed Yang Zhifeng but also nearly won. It was that battle that solidified his position as the chief elder.

This time, however, was different from before. Even after he summoned the black giant python, the other man's attack still surpassed his own, meaning that the other man's strength was almost enough to crush him.

It is truly terrifying!

Fang Yun's face, hidden in the thin mist, remained indifferent. He sneered and said, "I'm sending you on your final journey. Do you have any last words? If not, then I'll take action."

At this moment, Zhao Quan also realized that the so-called Wentianlou people were going to be ruthless towards him. His expression changed slightly, but it was within his expectations, and he quickly calmed down.

He stood up with a somewhat manic laugh, staring at Fang Yun with an extremely chilling gaze. "You've given me far too many surprises. It's no wonder Yang Qiu and the others died at your hands. However, if you think of me as someone like them, someone who would die so easily, then you're being far too naive."

After a few deep laughs, he slammed the scepter in his hand into the ground. A muffled boom resounded through the heavens and earth, and then, from its center, a tremendous power surged forth.

This power was somewhat different from before; it carried a slightly foul odor, and the transparent spiritual energy now had a dark green sheen, as if it contained a deadly poison.

Above him, a small, eerie green snake coiled, its tongue flicking out and saliva splashing onto the ground, making a hissing sound. Looking closer, several small, sunken holes appeared in the ground.

Highly poisonous.

Upon seeing this scene, the crowd watching the commotion in the tavern and teahouse were stunned, and then expressions of shock appeared on their faces.

"Zhao Quan has truly reached the end of his road, and he has even burned his divine soul, truly a fight to the death!"

A sharp-eyed person saw the reason behind it and exclaimed in shock.

Fang Yun also heard the noise around him, but he remained calm and composed, as if nothing could affect his emotions.

call out

He flicked his finger, and a surge of powerful spiritual energy burst forth.

Zhao Quan took a deep breath, and then his palm shot out fiercely.

At the cost of burning his divine soul, his spiritual power has now almost reached the level of a Saint King.

Moreover, he is a Saint King who possesses a Saint-level spiritual artifact.

It is undeniably terrifying.

splash

The two attacks collided heavily.

In an instant, a dazzling light shone, illuminating the world.

At that moment, Fang Yun's attack was like a devastating force, completely annihilating all of Zhao Quan's offensive capabilities.

A streak of light pierced through Zhao Quan's brow, absorbing all his power. His burning soul instantly went out like a extinguished lamp, losing all its luster.

Zhao Quan.

A saint, a martial artist who was almost at the level of a saint king, a veteran peak expert who had been famous in the Desolate Heaven Domain for a long time, just like that, he fell?

Everyone stared blankly at the scene; in the vast town, not a single person uttered a word.

A saint fell before their very eyes.

There was no fierce fighting, no devastating attacks; it was a complete crushing defeat, an overwhelming force.

The two are not even in the same league.

The power displayed by the person from Wentian Tower was far greater than that of Zhao Quan.

"Hiss! Zhao Quan is gone just like that..."

"My God, what am I seeing? I thought it was going to be a fierce battle, I even prepared melon seeds and tea, but he died so easily? When did saint-level experts become so weak?"

"Idiot, a Saint-level expert is not weak at all, it's just that that person is too strong, so strong that... he doesn't even put a Saint-level expert in his eyes..."

"The Desolate Sky Domain is truly about to change..."

What was happening before their eyes was so shocking that even when Zhao Quan's aura vanished into nothingness, they still could hardly believe what they were seeing.

Saints and powerful beings are like gods in the heavens to these people. When will gods die?

This is simply too unbelievable.

After Fang Yun dealt with Zhao Quan, he left, and the earth-shattering pressure he had exerted vanished without a trace.

But the people inside the city were still too shocked to react; the impact was too immense, like a monstrous wave crashing against their fragile hearts.

"Is he really dead? Zhao Quan is really dead? Can a Saint-level expert die so easily?"

Even after a quarter of an hour, some people were still asking incredulously.

The air was frozen.

As someone who witnessed all of this, Lin Yang was undoubtedly deeply shocked.

At first, he had some doubts about Wentianlou, but now everything Fang Yun did was undoubtedly like a slap in the face, making him blush.

But he was very happy.

At this moment, he grabbed the waiter beside him and asked, "What time is it now?"

The waiter thought for a moment and said, "Noon, 3:45."

"Not a penny more, not a penny less?" Lin Yang pressed.

The waiter nodded: "Based on my years of experience, that should be the case; it is exactly 1:45 noon."

At this moment, Lin Yang no longer cared about what the waiter said. The words of the peerless master in Wentian Tower kept echoing in his mind: "We'll see the outcome at noon."

That's really the case.

This Wentian Tower is truly formidable!

While feeling a pang of sorrow, he couldn't help but feel overjoyed. "Fellow disciples, I have avenged you. The Cangyu Holy Land is gone, they are all dead. I can go down to see you now."

At this point, his gaze suddenly softened, and a beautiful figure seemed to appear before him. "Wait for me, I'm coming to be with you."

He died without regrets.

The destruction of the Azure Feather Holy Land undoubtedly relieved his tension, and it seemed that he, who had been focused on revenge, suddenly lost the motivation to live.

Those he loved and those who loved him have all gone to the underworld.

His mission was complete, and he finally had the face to face them.

Immersed in shock, the crowd failed to notice Lin Yang's disappearance; the life and death of a nobody seemed unable to affect their composure.