All the strong people from Japan changed their expressions simultaneously, their faces ashen beyond compare.
Their dispositions were likened to that of bereaved dogs!
"This...this is impossible!"
Many realm experts and martial artists from Japan stood with widened eyes, faces full of disbelief, watching Chen Yuan descend gracefully from the peak of the snowy mountain.
As Chen Yuan descended through the air, the Fuji Mountain, which had been burnt bare, once again was slowly covered with a layer of snow, as if by a miraculous hand.
"How could it be him descending? Where is my master?" Hamamoto Fumiaki's eyes widened in shock as he saw Chen Yuan float down, his heart instantly filled with panic and his body felt ice-cold with horror.
Ueda Taku and the other strong people felt a piercing chill in their hearts.
Chen Yuan's descent from the void essentially represented the end of the battle.