The Nine States, a vast and ancient world, was wrapped in a serene stillness.
Even the ferocious onslaught of the Rakshasas outside the Thirty-Six Cities had slowed, affected by some unknown force.
It wasn't so much the shock of Tian Xin's eighth death that made the cultivation world of Central State this way, but rather the method by which Xie Tian had killed Tian Xin for the eighth time, which was truly hair-raising.
Without the power of the Chaos Origin, without the Heavens' Lament or the Dragon Phoenix Roar, and without a bitter battle lasting days and nights, just a dozen calm words had driven Central State's number one prodigy to a life of utter despair.
Word kill!
Without the flash of blades, the flow of blood, all the more terrifying was Xie Tian!
"Hu!"
Shen Feng exhaled deeply and glanced around with his divine eyes, noticing that even Wu Shang had yet to recover from the shock, let alone Shen Shao, prompting another sigh from his heart.
