This world was as silent as death!
Wu Ming plummeted from the highest point of the firmament, a straight line cutting through everyone's vision.
The crowd was shocked at first. Then, as they recognized the falling figure, they were instantly stunned, their faces etched with disbelief.
"Is that Wu Ming?"
"It's him."
"How could this happen? The one who ultimately fell... it's actually him!"
"What exactly happened up there?"
The rules of this world were special; the stairway to heaven was long and distant. Even though the cultivation levels of those present were extraordinary, it was still difficult to see everything above the clouds. But none of that mattered anymore.
The one who ultimately fell was Wu Ming. What more was there to say?
...
The young scholar asked, his face a mask of confusion, "But why?"
It was truly incomprehensible.
After all, that was Wu Ming! The most exceptional individual from the Wu Clan in hundreds, perhaps even thousands, of years.
