"Two hundred years... A full two hundred years... It's truly chilling."
A hoarse, trembling sound escaped Guo Lang's throat.
Since the founding of the Great Zhou, Ninth Realm experts had either passed away peacefully in their Grotto Heaven Blessed Lands or fallen in disputes between Sects. Only a handful had truly died in combat. When had there ever been a precedent of three dying on the same day, all at the hands of one person?
What was even more horrifying was that Xu Yunfan had also cleanly slaughtered the few Ninth Realm old eunuchs secretly cultivated by the Imperial Court.
Over ten Record Officers were prostrated behind Guo Lang. Some had even lost control of their bladders and fainted.
On the roof of a teahouse three hundred zhang away, a nosy Swordsman's wine flask fell with a CLANG.
Beside him, a lay disciple from Mituo Temple chattered his teeth.
"C-Could the 'Celestial Demon Descent' my grand-uncle-master spoke of... be..."
