Once the brain and five other astral organs were destroyed, the seventh astral organ that remained couldn't do much else. Tianming's final two strikes marked the defeat of Fu Xun! It was impossible for him to come back from that. Countless people watched as Fu Xun's head and torso were completely obliterated. Those in the Skydome Mundus cheered.

"What a powerful strike!""What kind of sword art was that? It feels even more terrifying than ether-class sword arts."

"Maybe he's learned infinitum-class sword arts already."

"How old is he, anyway? That's far too terrifying. Even if he's actually five hundred, if we take into account his rate of growth alone, he'd be unmatched in the Skydome Mundus."

"I wonder if the divine wonderians managed...