The Ancient Xia Saint had fallen!
In such a short amount of time, an exceptionally strong Saint had perished just like this, his body crushed to powder high up in the Heavenly Dome, flesh and blood gone, bones turned to ash—nothing was left of him.
All that remained was the blood-light that had dyed the Heavenly Universe red.
Everyone was shocked. The Heavenly Eagle King was simply too powerful, managing to slay another Saint by his side while still locked in a duel with Great Bandit Wang Tian. Such might truly shook the heavens and the earth, with no one able to match even a fraction of it.
Below, as opposed to the enemy's fervent cheers and soaring morale, those of Wind Sky City saw their spirits plummet. Even though the battle situation was clearly in their favor, it was no use.
Just as they had said at the beginning, the outcome of the victory was not determined by them but by the highest-level confrontation.
