Ye Chenfeng's voice echoed across the square.
No one present noticed the tear-streaked face of Lin Xinyi, as all their eyes were focused on Ye Chenfeng.
In the crowd, the two elderly men, Zeng Guangyuan and Qian Rong'an from the Red Flame Sect, let out a sigh of relief.
Meanwhile, Zuo Feibai, the young master of Yunxian Sect, and Wu Lifen, the young master of Sunset Island, had looks of excitement on their faces.
Song Chunmei supported Jiang Motian as they descended from the arena.
Song Chunmei, an old woman with a face clouded in darkness, glared at Ye Chenfeng with murderous intent.
Jiang Motian, supported by Song Chunmei, had a face as pale as a sheet. His dantian was pierced by Ye Chenfeng, and all his painstakingly cultivated power had been utterly wasted.
From this moment on, Jiang Motian completely became an ordinary person without a trace of power, his eyes hollow and his entire being stupefied.
As for the significant figures seated at the head of the square.
