The crowd felt their minds go blank, their eyes fixed on the Void Refinement stage cultivator, their gazes fixed on him, filled with disbelief.
Their bodies trembled slightly, and their breathing became rapid involuntarily; they were clearly taken aback by the scene before them.
"What...what exactly is going on? What...what happened?" A trembling voice rang out from the crowd, filled with barely concealed panic. The speaker's lips quivered slightly, his face was deathly pale, large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and his eyes were filled with fear and confusion.
You must understand, these are not the Foundation Establishment cultivators who are like ants in their eyes and can be crushed at will, but incomparably powerful Void Refinement stage experts!
Throughout the entire Lingchuan Continent, cultivators at the Void Refinement stage are few and far between. Such terrifying beings could shake the entire Lingchuan Continent with a single stomp of their foot, enough to dominate a region and become the supreme overlord of this world, one that no one dares to provoke.
But what exactly did they witness at that moment?
A cultivator at the Void Refinement stage died without any warning!
The death was so hasty, so incomprehensible.
Everyone stared wide-eyed, their eyes filled with confusion and shock. They hadn't even seen how the old man had made his move.
"This is ridiculous! How could such a bizarre and absurd thing happen in this world?"
The scene seemed shrouded in an invisible fear, and the air itself seemed to freeze.
Everyone was stunned, their faces completely filled with shock. Their eyes were wide open and their mouths were slightly agape, like statues frozen in this terrifying moment.
The junior brother, a cultivator in the Void Refinement stage, was now completely consumed by rage and hatred. His eyes were bloodshot, almost bursting, as he stared intently at his senior brother who had fallen in front of him, his gaze seeming to want to set the world before him ablaze.
How could this be? His senior brother was incredibly powerful. In his heart, his senior brother was like a towering mountain, unmatched by anyone. How could he die so easily!
He screamed inwardly, "This must be an utterly absurd scam! It's all a lie!"
Even if his senior brother died, he shouldn't have died so hastily!
He clenched his teeth, his cheeks bulged from the effort, his body trembled slightly, and he retreated in a flustered manner, trying to hide in a relatively safe corner.
At the same time, he quietly reached into his robes and secretly took out a magical artifact that emitted a faint glow.
His eyes flashed with madness and determination. This magical artifact was given to him by his senior brother, and it could only be controlled by harming himself.
My senior brother said that it should not be used unless in a life-threatening situation, but he couldn't care less about that now.
His magical artifact was locked firmly in the direction of Bai Ying and the old man, with only one thought in his mind: he must kill the two of them with one blow!
That damned Bai Ying! If it weren't for her, how could my senior brother have been involved in this disaster!
And what kind of monster is this mysterious old man? How could he so easily slaughter his incredibly powerful senior brother?
At this moment, his reason had long been overwhelmed by hatred, and only the obsession to avenge his senior brother remained in his mind.
He gritted his teeth and poured most of his life essence into the magical artifact in his hand. In an instant, the artifact was like a powder keg that had been ignited. The eerie light it had been emitting suddenly burst into a dazzling beam of light, carrying a world-destroying momentum as it roared toward Bai Ying and the old man.
With a deafening boom, the sound suddenly exploded between heaven and earth, and the rolling sound waves spread outwards with overwhelming force, distorting the surrounding air and causing the ground to tremble and kick up layers of dust.
"It's done!"
At that moment, an indescribable sense of exhilaration welled up in his heart, and the pleasure of revenge overwhelmed him like a surging tide.
His eyes widened as he stared intently at the area bathed in light, a near-maniacal smile spreading across his face, as if he could already see his enemy reduced to ashes.
However, as the light gradually faded, the scene before him struck him like a thunderbolt.
The old man simply raised his hand casually, his movements seemingly nonchalant, yet they possessed a mysterious and powerful force that effortlessly neutralized the attack that had consumed most of his life essence.
The surrounding air seemed to freeze the moment the old man raised his hand. The originally surging energy fluctuations vanished without a trace the instant they touched the old man's palm, as if they had hit an indestructible wall of copper and iron.
The junior brother stood there, stunned, his eyes filled with horror and disbelief. His lips trembled as he cried out, "How is this possible?"
He raised the magical artifact high again, attempting to launch another attack on the old man. He gritted his teeth and channeled his life essence into the artifact once more.
But before he could launch another attack, the seemingly nonchalant old man gently pointed in his direction once again.
In an instant, it was as if an invisible blade had slashed through the air, and with a muffled "bang," a deep, bloody hole suddenly appeared above his head.
His eyes widened instantly, filled with terror and disbelief, as he watched helplessly as bright red blood gushed from the top of his head and slid down his cheeks. His body swayed, his hands instinctively reaching out to grab something, but ultimately falling limply to his sides.
He couldn't believe it even in his dying moments. Before he could take his revenge, he was like an ant, falling straight to the ground and dying as his senior brother followed in his footsteps.
The crowd was terrified. The old man was clearly still feigning his strength, not releasing any chilling pressure, yet everyone felt as if an invisible mountain was pressing down on them, making it hard to breathe. Many people's legs went weak, trembling uncontrollably; some even collapsed to the ground with a thud, their faces ashen.
The old man casually pointed a finger and easily took the life of a Void Refinement stage expert. Then, with another effortless flick, he finished off a Nascent Soul stage expert who was just one step away from entering the Void Refinement stage.
Such methods are simply unheard of. Just how terrifying is this old man?
The crowd was so frightened that they retreated back one step at a time, each step taken with trepidation, not daring to get any closer.
However, they dared not make any big moves, fearing that if they made the slightest disturbance, they would be targeted by the old man like that Nascent Soul cultivator at the Great Perfection stage, and suffer a tragic death on the spot.
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