Yu Lang fell on his back, hitting the ground with a thud. Countless people watched with looks of reverence, worship, and pain. Pang Qianyuan had a complicated look in his eyes. The youth who seemed somewhat lackluster compared to Li Luo had achieved extraordinary feats worth remembering years later, and his final attack had been breathtaking. 0

However, Pang Qianyuan and the other Triple Crowned Kings could smell the stench of death when witnessing its splendor. It was a strike that could slay Heavenly Emperors, but he had to pay the ultimate price. It was possible because Yu Lang had offered up everything he had—his life, his strength, and his potential. 0

Yu Lang himself was most cognizant of this fact, yet he had acted...0