In the treacherous night, silence reigned.
Both banks fell into utter stillness.
The evil forces from all directions were terrified.
"Great Divine Venerable is dead!"
"Has this blasphemer slain a god?"
"Impossible! How could a god die?"
"It must be that this blasphemer used some kind of a trick to deceive us all!"
"May the Great Divine Venerable bring down divine punishment to exterminate the blasphemer!"
After a moment of silence, a tumultuous noise arose from the Human Clan on the opposite bank, followed by voices that rose and fell like the tides.
At the same time, even the East Mountain Prefecture Master, who was far away, had a complex expression in his eyes.
He did not know that Wu Chang possessed the Divine Skills for Demon Suppression.
All he knew was that Wu Chang's blade, though it did not seem overwhelmingly powerful, concealed mysteries within.
Otherwise, how could the flashes of the blade he had seen gravely injure the Great Divine Venerable?
"Lord..."