All of this had transpired in the span of a ten-thousandth of a breath.
Ji Xing, a being of the Harvester Level, had been annihilated just like that.
The giant eye in the sky was still open.
It was a breathtakingly beautiful eye.
At this moment, Ye Tianling clearly sensed his own insignificance and sorrow.
Even Feng Chaoge was just as insignificant.
Before this giant eye, they were... so utterly insignificant.
Ji Xing was dead, but Ye Tianling felt no thrill of vengeance—only a profound sorrow.
Because his true enemy was Ji Kun.
And Ji Kun was still safe and sound.
With Ji Kun's power, once the giant eye departed, Ye Tianling, Kong Lindao, and the others would be nothing more than ants to him.
In that instant, it was as if Ye Tianling had seen through to the meaning of life.
The Law of the jungle was deeply ingrained in every detail of a Cultivator's Cultivation.
The cruel Law and the strict hierarchy sent a shock through his very core.
