Before the Water Curtain, the people of the Celestial Martial Country clenched their fists, their eyes practically splitting with rage. A strange, heavy silence fell over the crowd as they watched Tong Tian single-handedly unleash his might.
Ling Yao's expression was grim. "So the Divine Wind Country produced someone like this, this year?"
Ling Quan was his descendant, after all, but now he had been slain. It was a hard blow to take.
Liu Ying sighed deeply. "This man is a Martial Zealot. Not only is his talent outstanding, but his disposition is also beyond that of an ordinary person. This time, our Celestial Martial Country..."
Liu Ying didn't finish his sentence, but his meaning was perfectly clear.
Wen Xu, standing in the crowd and watching the Water Curtain, felt a chill creep into his heart. 'Tongyu, run!' he pleaded inwardly. 'Staying alive is more important than anything!'
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